"Mr. Faroust," I called.- Already gone?- Almost. I just wanted to ask what spell you used on that bear. It is powerful and at the same time created quickly. It seemed to me that the more powerful the spell, the more mana and time it required.- Oh, it's simple.With these words, Farust showed a ring on his right and left hands.- Epic Grandmaster Rings. Accelerate mana flow. Thanks to them, I can form any spell twice as fast. And the staff has the ability to increase the effectiveness of the mana used, so I need less mana to cast spells than a normal mage. The combination of these two factors allows you to cast spells three times faster and spend less mana. That's it, boy.Well, another advantage of the firearm, such as the rate of fire, has been lost. Only the target range remained. I wonder if there are long-range spells?- By the way, you don't take students? I asked.Farust chuckled.- I'm sorry, man, but no. You may be good, but I have neither the time nor, sorry, the desire.-

The ground under the boot sank, a disgusting squelch, the foot plunged into the muddy slurry to the ankle. I thought that there was dense earth, but it turned out to be a swamp. This is how you enter the next island and fall through to the waist.I stopped for a moment and looked around. His gaze caught on a small horn. After a couple of minutes, breaking off the extra branches, I got a small stick. And why didn't I think of it right away? Anyway, better late than never.He moved on, poking his stick in front of him. It turned out that he did it in time, because after a few steps he poked at another seemingly safe island of land. Suddenly, the stick sank halfway into the muddy goo. That would now be waist-deep and failed. And so the boots squelch.The first flower was discovered after only half an hour of searching. Tall as a sunflower, only with large red petals, it emitted a simply terrifying smell, but at the same time dozens of fly-like insects hovered around it. In the depths of

A scarf soaked in chaos.The mist, white as milk, bulges and slowly floats around. It gives off a coolness and a rotten smell, as if I were again in a swamp. In height, it rises to the waist. So dense that under it you can’t see the earth or what is hidden in it.The feeling of danger like a sticky, slimy lump enveloped the frantically beating heart and squeezes it every time any faint rustle touches the hearing. Covered in a cold sweat, peering into the white haze in the hope of at least seeing something and expecting some kind of reptile to jump out of there, I moved forward. Fear constrains movement and only by an effort of will can one force oneself to go. After all, to remain in place means to die. The counter in the corner under the hit points and mana is counting down.The pale moon pours light around the area, somehow dispersing the darkness. All the windows are closed with massive iron shutters, and the light penetrates only through small, barely noticeable cracks. Moans and

From fatigue, he sways from side to side and in order not to fall, he has to grab onto tree branches."Faster, faster, gotta go faster!"I want to fall and at least rest a little, but if I do this, I won’t have time for the break, and then I’m definitely finished.A branch snapped to the left. I froze, pumped mana into my hand, began to form a gravity gap, and at the same time slowly turned around. A few meters away from me, a silhouette resembling a bear froze between the trees. Only a few tentacles protrude from the back, and the eyes glow green in the dark.A bear stricken by chaos.Only this was not enough! I have a lot of problems without it. Even if his name is written in white, it will still take time to kill.In the hope that he did not notice me, I wanted to move on, but the bear, having guessed my intentions, roared and, standing on all fours, darted in my direction. I cast a spell towards. The bear braked sharply and jumped to the side. The ball flew past. The bear, meanwhi

On the move of the mother of noobs and merchants, from whom it was always impossible to push through in the capital of the mainland, Yurig made his way to the NPC responsible for teleportation. Realistic physics - it's certainly cool, but annoying in places. Hurrying to the right place, he remembered the description of the boss and whether it was worth picking up some quest related to this boss."Feathered" bore the proud name "Bird of Primordial Fire - Sin-Anger" and from it there was a chance to "knock out" a bow that was very unchildish in terms of characteristics. And not even an adult, but the most bow that shakes Mount Fuji! Of course, in practice it was much easier to count the sleepers of the Trans-Siberian Railway than to drop this weapon from the mentioned monster, but these are already particulars. The main thing is that the "carrot" loomed somewhere ahead, warming with an alluring "what if". And there were enough other, more likely trophies from this boss.Using teleports,