OBS Chapter 822: Both Enemies
Chapter 822: Both Enemies
Chapter 822: Both Enemies
"not welcome?"
"You have no say in this."
István, the Hungarian royal wizard, wrapped in a gorgeous silk wizard robe and holding a fir wand, laughed coldly: "The Emperor of the Empire, King Saint Stephen, invited me here. How can you not welcome me?"
Istvan looked at the female spellcaster who appeared on the port tower, a hint of sarcasm flashing across his face.
As expected, the empire's extraordinary system is supported solely by Anna, a woman. Without her, they can only send out such a small character to make up the numbers.
Although this person should have reached the level of a high-level spellcaster judging by his spirituality, compared with a master like Anna who has extremely profound accumulation and has stepped half a foot into the legendary realm, the gap is not much smaller than that between an apprentice and a high-level spellcaster.
"Heh, a young high-level spellcaster who thinks he is favored by fate. In fact, he doesn't understand that his level means nothing at all."
Istvan looked at his opponent carefully, with a mixture of contempt and hatred.
His face under the black robe was already quite old, with wrinkles all over his face. Judging from his appearance, he looked half buried in the ground. This kind of spellcaster was either nearing the end of his life and unable to maintain his youth, or he became a high-level extraordinary being in old age.
No matter which one it was, it was difficult to remain calm when facing a young and promising high-level wizard like Eve.
Eve bravely shouted, "Don't be so arrogant. President Anna has already invited Master Losa from the association. He will arrive in Constantinople soon. You should also know how terrible his record is."
"Lothar? Which Lothar?"
Istvan's voice was a little stiff.
Eve shouted at the top of her voice, "Whoever you're afraid of is the one!"
Although he seemed to be taking advantage of the power of others, so what? Lothar was a member of their association! He was the vice president of the Levant Wizard Association appointed by Anna, and they had a very close relationship.
Istvan couldn't help but be nervous. If it was really that Lothar, he was a newly risen legendary giant who had risen to power by stepping on the corpse of old Shemaier. It was said that even if old Shemaier obtained a set of ancient artifacts, he was no match for him.
This was a major event in the entire supernatural world. Even though he had been active in the Carpathian Mountains and had been isolated from the news, he knew that this was definitely a person he could not afford to offend.
"You know you're afraid, but why don't you leave quickly? He has a share of the treasures of Constantinople. If you dare to rob them, aren't you afraid that Losa will come to your lair to take revenge?"
Istvan hesitated for a moment and sneered, "Oh, Master Lothar is such a great man, why would he join an insignificant wizard gathering like yours? Can any small character, just by using Master Lothar's reputation, make me back off?"
Bela III and the Venetians would naturally not pass on the news of the imminent arrival of Losa and his army.
But Istvan didn't think Eve was lying. She just changed her words to leave herself a way out.
Eve said anxiously: "I'm not lying!"
Istvan snorted coldly, "A liar will never call himself a liar. Master Lothar is a Frankish nobleman and the greatest leader of the Crusaders. As a member of the Crusaders who follows his will, I will never allow someone like you who steals the title of Master to continue to exist."
If it was really Lothar who came, he would naturally stay as far away from him as possible and would never think of fighting with him.
Shemaier was willing to give his all, even if it meant his death and the end of his inheritance. But at least he got a piece of Saladin's artifact and entered the legendary realm. It was worth the risk because he got such a huge benefit.
His employer, Bella III, was not so generous.
What's more, Istvan himself was not a kind person. If he were in Shemaier's shoes, he would have left Egypt with a complete set of cuneiform tablets long ago. He didn't care whether his reputation was ruined or not. He had become a legend, so why would he care about the opinions of insects?
Not only did he not intend to fight against Lothar, he didn't even intend to kill Eve. His only goal was to win the battle and force the opponent to retreat. It was rare for hired extraordinary people to be ruthless to each other.
Just like mercenaries in the secular world, it is not uncommon for both sides to discuss match-fixing and cover up for each other to defraud their employers of commissions. He is already considered to be abiding by the rules.
"Stop talking nonsense. I am the master of Transfiguration, Naji Istvan. Take it, witch."
Istvan bowed slightly, performing the formal etiquette of a wizard's fight.
"Master of Transfiguration..."
Eve opened her mouth slightly, feeling quite unsure.
Although Transfiguration is easy to learn, it is not easy to master. Anyone who calls himself a master of Transfiguration can do at least one thing - transform into a legendary creature.
The legend here naturally does not refer to the legendary level, but legendary creatures such as dragons, frost giants, and hill kings. It is equivalent to using human spirit and wisdom to control powerful legendary beasts. The objects transformed are often more terrifying than the originals.
She wanted to shrink her neck and go back to being an ostrich, but then she remembered the request Anna had just sent through the emblem. She hesitated for a long time before shouting with a lack of momentum: "Ancient mythology scholar, alchemy master Eve, I welcome your challenge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from below.
Even a layman knows that this kind of title has nothing to do with combat effectiveness.
Istvan also laughed. He first warned: "Mortals, please take shelter!"
Immediately, without waiting for the crowd below to react, it fell to the ground like a meteorite. In mid-air, it expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant over 20 meters tall with sharp fangs and gray hair.
"Eve, don't be nervous, you can do it!"
Eve kept repeating these words as if in self-hypnosis. A spider-web-like light slowly extended from under her feet to the harbor. An ancient and powerful aura lingered around Ms. Eve.
It was as if an ancient god had descended and passed on his power to Eve, and her aura began to surge.
"Array?"
Istvan was shocked and said, "You are such a young spellcaster, but you are actually a master of formations? I thought you were an honest person, but you lied about your title!"
Eve's face turned red with anger. She wanted to say something in her defense, but she was under so much pressure that she couldn't say a word.
The title she reported was not false, this was indeed her first attempt to control the formation of Constantinople. Although she loved reading books on formations, she did not think that her attainments in formations were worthy of the title of "master".
The situation took a sudden turn, but before the soldiers defending the city could cheer, a sea dragon with a dorsal fin and long whiskers broke through the surface of the sea and stood up - it looked to be more than 40 meters long, which was totally incomparable to the young sea dragon that Anna had tamed.
Although the blood of this sea dragon is very thin, it is still a dragon in its prime.
This is the real trump card of the Venetians in dominating the Mediterranean. In the past, countless ships of competitors have been swallowed by this sea dragon, and then framed by unknown sea beasts, natural disasters, and storms.
Bella III, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sneer and said, "Tsk, didn't you Venetians intend to be just a supervisor? Why did you personally go on the field, and you brought out a trump card that you have never shown before?"
Captain Dandolo stood at the bow with a cold expression: "Time is running out. The Egyptian tyrant's fleet is about to enter the Aegean Sea. Your Majesty Bella, neither you nor I have the ability to fight against the legend. The sea dragon is definitely not a match for the magic dragon under Lothar. We must occupy Constantinople as soon as possible."
Although they claimed that the deal was not a loss, the only one who provided collateral was Bella III. Venice invested a huge amount of money, sailors, and even drained the elite forces of many overseas commercial ports. If this battle failed, Dalmatia alone would not be qualified to make up for even one-tenth of the losses.
On the Aegean Sea.
When Lothar was still studying the new skill "The Blessing of Saint Sophia", his fleet finally encountered the first established Venetian fleet.
There were about fourteen large galleys and more than twenty small and medium-sized ships.
Compared with the Imperial and Saracen galleys, the Venetian ships were significantly different. Unlike the latter two, where the rowing cabins were mostly filled with slaves, they changed the structure of the ship so that the rowers, who were composed of citizens, could be divided into two teams, sitting and standing, and rowing on the deck.
During boarding battles, the sailors on board can be put into the battlefield at the first time, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than the latter two ships that still need to accommodate slave rowers.
After all, in medieval naval battles when there were no artillery, the possibility of sinking enemy ships by relying on long-range projection power was too small, and boarding combat was the key factor in determining the outcome of the battle.
"The opposing fleet, stop and accept inspection!"
The other side quickly surrounded them in a V-shaped formation.
Unlike the Ottomans who were landlubbers, since the Venetians had blockaded Constantinople, it was impossible for them to penetrate it at will like a sieve. At least, it was not possible for a large fleet like Losa's.
Lothar sneered and ordered: "Raise the double-headed eagle flag of the empire and destroy the fleet on the opposite side, in the name of the general of the Limassol Military District."
Since he entered the Aegean Sea, he had no intention of using the Crusader flag to deceive the Venetians into letting them pass.