paranoianovel Chapter 673 Red Lightning
Chapter 673 Red Lightning
Chapter 673 Red Lightning
The siege of Constantinople temporarily entered a state of stalemate, except for the Ottoman artillery positions, which occasionally fired bursts of gunpowder and raised clouds of smoke every day.
In the Ottoman camp surrounded by the Janissaries, Mahamut II was meeting a wizard from Asia Minor who was said to be highly respected among the Turkmen tribes of the Black Sheep Dynasty.
The wizard looked like he was about to step halfway into the coffin, and he exuded a strong smell of decay. Mahamu II subconsciously frowned and covered his nose with his hand: "Are you the famous sorcerer of the Black Sheep Tribe, Iskandar?"
The wizard raised his head and looked at him with a pair of eyes with only the whites of the eyes, which made people feel cold in their hearts.
"Yes, that's my name in Tessie."
Mahamu II suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said impatiently, "Can you curse that Greek emperor to death?"
"Of course, my Lord."
The wizard showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was as hoarse and unpleasant as a poisonous snake: "It is just that to curse a monarch, you need to pay a very heavy price. Your Majesty, what price are you willing to offer for this Greek emperor?"
"Oh, don't think I'm as easy to fool as those tribal chiefs. The people under the rule of the Greek emperor are less than 100,000. He has an empty title, but he is just a small lord. Lord Iskandar, being too greedy will not end well."
A golden light flashed in Mahamu II's eyes. Although he was a secular monarch, he had a deep understanding of the supernatural world since childhood, otherwise he would not have thought of using curses against the Greek emperor.
The wizard was not embarrassed when his lie was exposed. He just smiled and said, "I need a hair from the Greek emperor."
Immediately a servant handed over a tray.
Before Constantine XI ascended the throne, he personally led an expedition to Morea, so it was not difficult to contact him. Even after he ascended the throne, his court was not impenetrable.
The Ottomans had infiltrated Constantinople for a long time, so taking a hair was not a difficult task.
If he had known that Constantine XI was so difficult to deal with, he would not have lived to succeed to the throne.
The sorcerer took the hair and without any movement, the hair immediately turned into a puff of black smoke. At this moment, in the black smoke, it seemed as if countless evil spirits were roaring. In the tent, except for Mahamu II, almost everyone changed color and was speechless at the sight.
The black smoke expanded rapidly, rushed out of the tent, and flew towards Constantinople as if it had life.
The old wizard was obviously very satisfied with the reactions of the people in the tent, and he cast spells with a proud look on his face.
But suddenly.
The old wizard's body began to twitch as if he were epileptic.
White foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
He was shivering constantly, and his teeth were chattering.
Seeing this strange sight, Mahamu II thought it was a ritual performed by a sorcerer when casting a spell. After all, the sources of power and forms of expression of these spellcasters from the East were all strange and varied.
But I didn't expect that after a while, the old wizard stopped shaking, and the white foam coming out of his mouth turned into black dirty blood.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and two tiny black spots appeared in the paleness.
He couldn't believe it and said in a language that seemed to be Tatar, "The Dragon Qi of the Son of Heaven, how is this possible? The Taixi people also have the Dragon Qi of the Son of Heaven?"
Then he fell to the ground with a thud.
The eunuch beside Mahamu II bravely stepped forward and touched him, and said in shock: "Your Majesty, he is dead?"
Mahamu II looked at this funny scene with an extremely gloomy expression. He never thought that the clown, who he originally thought was just a cricket that could not jump out of a clay pot, who relied only on courage and racked his brains to think of how to defeat his opponent but could never jump out of the cage, would actually become his great enemy.
It seems that no matter what you do, you will hit a wall in front of this opponent.
"Throw this old, vain creature into the sea!"
He snorted coldly, stood up and left.
...
three days later.
port.
A huge ship that is dozens of meters long is slowly approaching the shore under the escort of more than a dozen galleys.
What was striking was that on the deck of the ship, there was a huge steel cage, in which was imprisoned a sleeping four-legged dragon with red scales. Several spellcasters took turns casting hypnosis spells on it.
Along the way, people who saw the ferocious beast cried out in horror.
Although almost all those who could threaten the status of Mahamu II in the Osmanoglu royal family had died, their dragons were still there. After all, dragons were a famous immortal species in this world with a long lifespan, and it was common for a dragon to outlive more than a dozen generations.
But after the death of the ancestors, not every successor could tame their dragons. Only a few were like him, who inherited the three-headed dragon left by Murad II.
These giant dragons who had lost their masters were unruly in nature. They lived together in a vast dragon garden built by successive Ottoman monarchs. In Asia Minor, there were rumors from time to time that evil dragons flew out of the dragon garden and preyed on living people.
Of course, for Mahamu II, eating a few living people was not a big deal, and occasionally taking away a few livestock was even less worth mentioning.
But the problem is that if you want these giant dragons to behave themselves, you must deliver a large amount of food into the Dragon Garden, and it has to be fresh meat. Otherwise, these brutal beasts will definitely fly out of the Dragon Garden and cause trouble.
In the eyes of Mahamu II, these dragons that could not be used by him were undoubtedly a group of waste that consumed a large amount of materials for feeding but could not produce any output.
The reason why these wastes were not used before was simply because Mahamu II was still thinking that perhaps his descendants in the future would be recognized by the dragons in the Dragon Garden. Besides, these dragons were comrades-in-arms of the previous monarchs after all, so he kept these big eaters.
But now that we have encountered a problem, it is better to use up this knowledge now as we don’t know when it will come in handy in the future.
As for Ottoman predecessors, Mahmud II obviously had no respect for them.
However, these big guys are not tamed, and the dragons are highly resistant to drugs. In order to transport them to the battlefield, multiple spellcasters must work together, and it takes a long time, otherwise they should have arrived long ago.
"Your Majesty, the late king's red lightning has arrived!"
An attendant reported.
The previous king mentioned here is not Mahamu II's father Murad II, but his grandfather, Mahamu I, the son of Lightning Bayezid, who ended the Great Interregnum and was known as the "Victor", a king who was called the "Victor".
That red lightning is the giant dragon he left behind. It is very old and powerful, and is a high-level dragon among the dragons in Dragon Garden, second only to his three-headed magic dragon.
"I see."
His expression froze, and he stood up and hurried out of the tent. When he was young, he had followed his father and brothers to the Dragon Garden. Unfortunately, he was not recognized by any of the giant dragons left by his ancestors at that time.
He clearly remembered that when he saw those huge creatures in Dragon Garden, the one he liked the most was the Red Lightning with beautiful red scales and four unique giant feet.
At this moment, the three-headed demon dragon, which always looked lazy and listless, suddenly raised its head and looked into the distance vigilantly.
"Don't worry, that guy is barely one of us."
Mahamut II transmitted an emotion across the air to comfort his companions. Although the dragons in the Dragon Garden were difficult to communicate with, they still recognized the blood of the Ottoman royal family. Even if they did not recognize him, they would not attack him.
According to the contract signed between the Ottoman royal family and the dragon companions, he felt that he should be able to convince this red lightning to join the war if the price was to set it free.
If it gets out of control, the three-headed dragon can easily suppress it.