In the next room, there was no break in the wall, which is why we had to move along the central corridor.Vigilantly peering into every centimeter of the turn, the young man passed three more boxes of rooms in the outer ring.“In general, if I were the monsters, I would have smelled my “carcass” long ago,” he thought. - I smell like a garbage truck after yesterday. Something is clearly not right here. Maybe it's the skills I've acquired?For such reflections and shudders from the rustles, which he mainly produced himself, Yura passed somewhere half the circle, if taken from the place where the monsters were sitting. From time to time he heard them grumbling, but not because of the dangerous proximity, but because the sounds in this place spread quite well. At some point, the way forward began to seem unpromising to him. After all, continuing to move in this way, he will very soon come out to an undesirable company, or even visit a "crocodile", which could already complete his business
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
Approaching the next passage, Yura found himself in front of the entrance to a copy of the first room, where the dungeon ended. It turned out to be much more interesting here: along the walls there were a couple of barrels, several large pot-bellied bottles of cloudy glass, different-sized bales, multi-colored stone tiles, furniture elements and several broken cart wheels. Bundles of unknown herbs hung on the walls, and a wooden box bound in rusty iron, though without a lid, caught my eye. Everything except the barrels looked time-worn, and was probably taken from places abandoned by people.Suddenly, there was a distinct rustle behind him.Yura turned around. Behind him, quite close, stood a large goblin of his own height. The hit man screamed, and he wanted to wave the ax away, not to hit, but just to wave it away, but he did not have time. The goblin quickly closed the distance and grabbed Yurina's weapon arm with his hand. His other hand, with the force of a metal vise, clasped th
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
- Why not mess around? - blurted out a confused Yura.- With his fate ... - the visitor suddenly stated sternly. And for some reason he pointed with his hand to the road, from around the corner of which a remarkable procession began to crawl out.Yura glanced in the direction of the gesture and was forced to hold his gaze, because there was something to look at. A real cortege consisting of horse-drawn carts and carriages rode along the road. Ahead marched an equestrian column of ten knights in sparkling armor. Behind this ten, on soft springs, a lacquered brown carriage swayed, clearly reinforced. Another group of cavalry warriors followed the carriage, but it was not yet possible to discern their number behind the carriage blocking the view.The young man returned his questioning look to the bearded man. Alas, there was no one to explain the meaning of what was said: the bearded man seemed to have fallen through the ground.“Well, first flickering, then hallucinations,” the hitman t
The young man groaned and began to pull chain mail out of his bag. Seeing the gleaming metal sheet, the knights behind whispered. And the man and the girl were clearly impressed.Yura took out the armor not to show off: just holes appeared in the bag after the last adventures, and he was afraid that his trophies would be confused. Therefore, small prey for reliability was folded into a larger one. Unfolding the chain mail, the hitman took out a shiny case from it, from which, in turn, took out a carcibel and stones of mental power.Here Yura was visited by a thought, under the influence of which he looked suspiciously around those present.“But will my trophies be taken away from me? ..”No one was in a hurry to take anything away from him, but only patiently and hopefully looked at his actions.- Is that enough? - he handed the grey-haired man the largest carcibel bead left over from the female goblin, not forgetting in the process to steal a glance at the girl, who, as he immediatel
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. Something else 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
- Why not mess around? - blurted out a confused Yura.- With his fate ... - the visitor suddenly announced sternly. And for some reason, he pointed with his hand to the road, from around the corner of which a remarkable procession began to crawl out.Yura looked in the direction of the gesture and was forced to hold his gaze, because he had to look at what was available. A real cortege consisting of horse-drawn carts and carriages rode along the road. Ahead marched an equestrian column of ten knights in sparkling armor. Behind this ten, on soft springs, a lacquered brown carriage swayed, clearly reinforced. Another group of cavalry warriors followed the carriage, but it was not yet possible to discern their number behind the carriage blocking the view.The young man returned his questioning look to the bearded man. Alas, there was no one to explain the meaning of what was said: the bearded man seemed to have fallen through the ground.“Well, first flickering, then hallucinations,” the
- And if you just give the crossbow? Yura murmured.- On the one hand, the possession of this crossbow is really a big hemorrhoids, - Genghis Khan nodded, - and on the other hand, incredible luck and a chance to get out of this world twenty years earlier. But in order to take advantage of this chance, you don’t have to “wait for the weather by the sea”, but take “hands in feet” and go, as these boobies say - swing.“But it doesn’t seem so bad here,” Zhenya said thoughtfully. “At least as long as the said Guardians are pleased with you.Genghis Khan shook his head.- You know, I envy you a little: the first ten years in this world are in many ways a happy time, albeit full of severe trials. But man is a complex creature, not only pain and suffering move us forward. With every year spent in this place, indescribable nostalgia, longing, longing for the place lying there ahead will grow stronger in you. I don't want to say that every day will eventually turn into something bad, no. But th
- Zheka, Chechens in the city! Gather brother!True, what does the philosopher have to do with it and where to take the mentioned lads, the gopnik did not specify.Genghis Khan sighed, snapped a cunning crossbow from his belt, put the weapon on the bed next to Tuen, and he himself took a free chair, of which there were several in the room, put it next to the bed, sat down and, raising his hand, waved to everyone:- Hi.Kolya, meanwhile, was blushing like cancer, realizing that he was slightly frostbitten.- Valuable advice "on the track", - Genghis Khan continued, - if the Guardians offer something, it is better to agree. But do not rush to do what is proposed according to their scenario: these guys will definitely try to drag you into the very ass. Try to work with your head and go to your goal in your own way. Which, of course, will not always succeed.What are martial skills? - Zhenya immediately clarified the information on the reward for the quest.Genghis Khan, without getting u
Your mother's time in this world is coming to an end.Guardians offer you a task:Reach Ozatorga in the company of the lost ones who will leave the city in the near future, and we, the Guardians, will ensure your meeting with your mother.The consequence accompanying the acceptance of the task is the acquisition of a special status, the temporary inclusion of lost souls in the system.1) Accept the task.2) Reject the job.**Of course, she should have consulted with her father, but Erita immediately realized that all this was superfluous, since she made her choice at the moment when she read the text to the end. Having experimented a little, she chose the desired menu item:**1) Accept the task.**In vain did the girl think that her misadventures were over, the event that happened a moment later divided her whole life into before and after. And although the Guardians made every effort available to them to facilitate the process of transformation, the lousy experience was far beyond
Dietrich, having analyzed his part of the work, was frankly depressed. Since Paul and Genghis Khan got formidable, but, in fact, single targets, and his opponents "spread" over a very large area. Fortunately, this square was constantly squeezed by the city guard, but they also added new hemorrhoids - as if not to knock down someone outside and not to spoil valuable property.Without hindrance, passing the place of deployment of the defenders of the city, the German hurriedly walked out to the port facilities. Stopping in the middle of a dark port street, he assessed the situation. At the moment, the "front line" between the pirates and the defenders of the city passed in a place where hangars and warehouses tightly adjacent to each other ended and residential buildings began. The port was a semi-closed territory, into which several wide streets led, but at the same time, various small streets and lanes were completely absent. At night, guards were stationed at the exits of the port, w
Genghis Khan was rapidly approaching the western coast. Having parted with his comrades, he did not want to go down to the ground and was now moving towards his goal using exclusively the city roofs. In practice, jumping on tiles had two subtleties: first, it was necessary not to ruin the roof during repulsion, and second, it was necessary not to ruin it when landing. The one mentioned was bad. And the man consoled himself with the hope that for the sake of a great cause, a mountain of broken tiles would be forgiven him. Having shortened the path in this way and at the same time assessed the situation in the city, he very soon found himself on the coast.Here, standing by the embankment, Genghis Khan pulled back his sleeve from his wrist, revealing to the night an elegant silver bracelet covered with dense rows of reddish runes. Giving the artifact a mental command, he began to patiently peer into the darkness of the sea. Finally, the pirate ship snapped back with another salvo, revea
Fizruk disappeared. In his place, another, already middle-aged actor from a film about a sophisticated cannibal appeared, who ate other actors and especially loved gelatinous brains. And Yura was afraid of this actor.- Why not? The task of the Final Set is to help you get through the path to the end, to give strength that is inaccessible at the current level of development. Our meeting was not without fate, but if she drags you, then she only gives me strong advice, so don’t be arrogant. There was a place and commonality: it's funny - you and I are similar in a certain set of emanations, as a lion and a kitten are similar. And the last of the weighty ones - for some reason I wanted to play on the nerves of Vega and Zegero. Vega is the bearded man who gave the green light to your possession of the Fourth Treasure of Darkness. He and Zegero run the show here. Vega is nothing less than a galaxy, but not the one you think of. Zegero is the largest black hole in observable space. And a ra
- Good question, bad answer. Your shattered head will provoke her into attacking the blackbeard. She will snatch out a cunning stiletto that is hidden in her belt and try to drive twenty centimeters of death under the shoulder blade of the leader of the pirates. But, alas, the weight categories are too different: a short blow, and after the third bullet today. Trite, sad, but true.- Can I do something?!The "actor" thoughtfully touched his chin with his hand, and then issued:- And why, maybe it's better to go home, at the computer ...- How is it, home? Yura didn't understand.- Yes, it's very simple. Here you are, and here you are at home, celebrating your luck from the bow knocked out of the boss, lazily brushing off offers to sell it, or join a new community of players more worthy of you. What is it called, “flock” it seems, but no, in another way - “clan”. Well, what a mess in your Sharapov head, - and Kukuruz looked at the hitman with a look, as if he was going to sew a shirt f
Pondering the plan of action, Yura became despondent. The reason for despondency, as is often the case, lay in the details. First, the current fence turned out to be quite high, about the height of a man, and metal spiers stuck out on top of this fence, not very sharp, but a piece of hoodie can easily be left. Secondly, the road between the residence and the territory of the garden, in which the “guerrilla-scout” sat down, was very well lit. And now, carefully parting the branches of the bush, the young man clearly saw the bustle of armed men in the courtyard of the building he needed.“What did I get here at all! Although no, it’s clear what’s useful: it’s likely that Erita really has problems. The question is, how can I, a fool, solve these problems ... ”the hit man groaned to himself and began to think about how, if not to solve the problems, then at least not to produce new ones.Alas, the thinker did not generate anything worthwhile. The mind, going through the ways of painful an
In a pant, another kilometer and a half flew by, during which it became clear that there was not so much left of the former Yura in him, at least bodily. He couldn’t run more than a kilometer before, and “run” is not quite the right word, “puff” was more suitable. However, the current Yura was far from the condition of a super hero, which is why he was incredibly out of breath.Suddenly, "the scenery changed" and the young man ended up in the area of posh mansions of wealthy citizens. The mansions were located in even rows, which were separated from the road by low bars. The road itself was illuminated by frequent, but not very bright gas lamps. A sort of holiday village of extra-class. And now, only two hundred meters separated from the beginning of the nobility district to the residence of the lord of the hitman. Just run a little forward, turn left and go out to the large ornate gates of the monastery of the local ruler. What Yura immediately decided to do. And he almost fell i