Yura watched all this, pushing the branches of a thick bush, behind which he lay down in one of the monster's absences. He did not forget about the rear either, hastily throwing branches and grass plucked nearby over him. The young man did not experience any mental anguish and outbursts of pity, set by the genre, firmly intending to kill the goblin by hook or by crook, which he himself was quietly amazed at. The monster aroused in him a deep hatred and a desire to kill, unknown during his lifetime.Despite the holozados, the goblin turned out to be a real gourmet - a deli. He gutted the fish with a sharpened metal plate, sprinkled it with something from the pots and put it around with pre-cut roots. All this was piled on the iron sheet mentioned above and placed over hot coals.The goblin felt good, but Yura felt bad. In the first hour of lying in ambush, I painfully wanted to itch, in the second, it was no less painfully drawn to toss and turn. Mosquitoes and midges reconnoitered the

The creature twisted and, showing extraordinary strength, threw the hit aside. The goblin, meanwhile, calmed down, and the clawed "crap", leaving a hindrance, crawled towards the half-dead teenager. Yura, wheezing with fear, watched in horror as the monster slowly rearranged its crocodile paws, with each step bringing its death closer. Suddenly, the creature twitched convulsively, somehow even squeaked plaintively, rolled over on its side and froze.It is not clear why the consciousness was still retained in Yuri's body. The pain coming from the limbs drilled into the brain, the young man felt how life painfully slowly flows out of the wounded legs. At the same time, even with the prospect of resurrection, I did not want to die at all. A wave of acute melancholy and helplessness rolled over. The already familiar gurgle reached the ear. The carcass of the "Alien" turned white, became transparent and quickly absorbed into the stones of the floor. In its place were crystals - red and blu

“Yes, and there are no people here, at five in the morning ...” - he summed up.In addition, it turned out that there were no more goblins on the floor and, perhaps, everything that had happened to Yura was a dream. Moreover, there was no puddle of black blood spread across the floor. Only a broken ax and two pairs of small crystals dispelled doubts about the reality of night events. The young man picked up four small regular-shaped balls from the floor, two red and two blue, studied them for a long time, and then put them in a bag.In the meantime, it was finally dawn on the surface. Standing under the gap, Yura saw that the corridor leading to the unexplored part of the dungeon was not blocked, and after ten meters it sharply turns somewhere to the side.Moving from contemplation to action, he began to move towards the unknown. After the turn, I had to slowly step over in pitch darkness about twenty meters. It got a little creepy. After all, this is the first dungeon in his life. Re

The young man got up, settled down on the fifth point, and then carefully shook out the chain mail rolled into a roll from the bag. Following her, a black cylinder fell on the stones, which looked like a large lipstick, however, a stone one.The chain mail looked wonderful: the metal fiber rolled over the hands like a noble matter, the rings were small, densely woven. I couldn't even believe the armor was real.“The color is like my mother’s platinum brooch. Looks like some fantasy metal."But here a strange thought came into the head of the hitman. Although not at all strange, but very practical.“Yes, hell, I’ll drag her to the city, if she’s not strong, nevermind!”Yura pulled out a dagger and, with all his little foolishness, jabbed the blade into the bundle of fiber that lay on the stone in front of him. What he immediately universally regretted. No, nothing special happened. The dagger did not go through the armor like butter, nor did it rebound from the magic put on magical art

Genghis Khan stopped. Along with him, the enemy also stopped, which had been following him for many hours under the sand of the desert.However, the man walking along the lifeless dunes stopped not at all because of the monster that had been chasing him for many hours in a row. Let the enemy be strong and cunning, but no, Genghis is ready to attack at any moment and without any stops. Another thing happened - something important: he received a new task, or the status of the current one changed.The light around him seemed to pulse, increasing in brightness to the rhythm of the beating of the heart. But this is just an illusion, a cunning effect, persistently hinting at the need to urgently look into the status window. That's just close your eyes now, oh how it's not worth it. After all, the enemy has not yet attacked for only one reason, he - Genghis Khan has long been level 100 and exudes a very noticeable aura of strength, which clearly hints that attacking him in the forehead is a