Chapter 1012:

On the street of Karan Meeks, the capital of the Eternal Empire, two magicians guarding a young man are walking cautiously on the sidewalk of the street.

The young man walking in the front looked curiously at the shop open on his left hand, and looked at the dazzling array of goods inside.

Most of the goods are luxury goods imported from the Ailan Hill Empire. Some are designer bags designed by the most powerful design masters of the Allan Hill Empire, and some are expensive watches and jewelry.

"Really lost the face of aristocrats." Watching a few ladies walk out of the jewelry store, then laughing loudly, and walking into a shop selling long skirts aside without looking back, the young man despised Commented.

The empire is now on the verge of collapse. A large number of protesters gather at the gate of the palace every day, but the nobles are still doing their own way, and they have no consciousness of worrying about their motherland.

The current state of the eternal empire is really very bad, and it may collapse and perish at any time. All kinds of people here are carrying a kind of inexplicable madness, with a bit of hysteria and helplessness.

"His Royal Highness...Speak carefully!" A magician stepped forward and warned the young man: "After all, we are in another country, and it is easy to get into trouble if we are in another country."

"I know! I know!" With dissatisfaction, the young man glanced at the shops selling expensive luxury goods, shook his head and continued to walk forward.

He didn't have much time to come out and let the wind go. Seizing the time to get some sunshine and breathe fresh air was the only purpose of their trip.

"We are hiding here in order to look for opportunities, one day we can retake Norma and rebuild the Norma Empire..." He walked, complaining to the two bodyguards behind him: "But the chances are really getting slimmer. , It is ourselves that is going to perish."

"Look at them, take a look at the crowds crowding around the palace... I think the Eternal Empire is the last hope of our Norma Empire... But now it seems that this hope won't last long." His expression of frustration made him let go. The two magicians behind him who were protecting him also became lonely.

At this moment, in an instant, a magician who was following the young man felt the danger, and he instinctively lit up the magical defense barrier on his body, trying to prevent the danger from approaching.

Who knows that his speed is fast enough, the other party's actions are faster than he expected.

A passerby who seemed harmless to humans and animals suddenly drew a pistol from the bag he was holding, and squeezed the trigger at the young man.

"Bah!" A weird gunshot suddenly sounded on the street, and the sound reverberated on the road, and it couldn't be calm for a long time.

"Assassin! Protect Your Highness!" The magician who first discovered the danger blocked the bullet with his magical defense barrier, and then a restless fireball appeared in his hand.

Not far away, the man who took out the pistol and fired the attack was also stunned for a moment with the pistol. He also didn't think that such a seemingly easy target would still have variables.

He turned around to escape here, but was caught up by a big fireball, which swallowed him directly.

And when the magician was attacking the gunman who turned to escape, in the other direction, a man carrying a handbag pointed his handbag at the young man.

"There are assassins! There are assassins!" Before making more defensive shields, the magician who protected the young people could only shout anxiously.

This time, both magicians were stunned by the fierce firepower of the other's leather suitcase. It was the first time they saw that a suitcase had the same fierce firepower as an assault rifle.

Dense bullets shot at the young man. The second magician could no longer condense any protective magic. He could only abandon his body and threw down the young man who was still at a loss.

Before the young man could react, he felt that he was thrown to the ground by a magician behind him.

He staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground smoothly. Only then did he have the opportunity to turn around, look at the magician behind him, and threw him down.

I saw that the magical defense barrier was also lit up on the opponent's body, but there could not be more obvious bloodstains beside the body.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The young man struggled to get up, only to see blood with a light blue light dripping into the palm of his hand.

The magician who threw him down was shot, and it was not one of the bullets, but was shot several times in one breath...

Norma Collier paled by the blood in front of him. He looked up and saw a gunman in the distance who had been burned by his bodyguard.

"Come here! Come! Save people!" He hugged the magician who threw him down, looked at the other party's pained expression, and looked at the gun eyes that constantly sprayed blood from his body, shouting loudly.

"His Royal Highness! Be careful! Don't scream!" The remaining magician turned his head and warned him loudly to protect its goal.

Just as he shouted these words, there was another sharp shot, and the sniper in the distance hit the young man's head with one shot.

The young man's head was completely shattered, and before the long-range sniper left, he lost his breath and fell directly onto another corpse.

The gunshots were still reverberating in the street. At this time, there were local civilians screaming and shouting, because they also discovered that the gunshots and fighting here were not because they knew that the civilians who went to the street paraded did it. The movement coming out.

"Damn it!" Seeing that the target he was protecting had been killed, the magician who was fighting in front of him reddened his eyes, hoping to catch alive.

It is a pity that at the moment he was distracted, several more gunmen dressed as civilians rushed out and opened fire violently at him.

Unprepared, he was also hit by a bullet, and there was a shout of reinforcement from the magician in the distance. After the success of the gunner, a man walked out, carrying a pistol, and walking to the young man who had fallen in a pool of blood. Several more shots were made at the corpse.

Then, he took out a handkerchief embroidered with golden eagles from his arms and threw it on the young man's corpse. Several people turned around and flashed into a side alley, and there was no sign in three or two.