- That is, potentially strong warriors have more resistance to poisons and other potions of destruction?- Right. So where to start? You can make a potion that turns into mist, and oil, and even a powerful acid.With these words, he took out various jars with liquids, powders and other things from the magical space.At that moment, a bell rang. Alast frowned and looked out the window.- Wait a bit, I have a client.- Of course, teacher.He quickly left, leaving me with the ingredients. As soon as I looked at the substance in front of me, an inscription appeared, what it is, but without any explanation. Here and the drool of some monsters, and dry herbs, and even charcoal.My eyes fell on a jar of dry, powdered salamander blood. Slightly reddish, like spices, it beckons my eye, but its properties are unknown. If I remember correctly, Alast was talking about a book with ingredients. I wonder if there is information about the blood of a salamander in it?I looked out the window. Alast co
“The price is more than sixty thousand zen, and the power is about equal to a fireball,” Alast summed up. - As an experiment it is interesting, but in practice it is useless and expensive.I just chuckled. Here the alchemist is right. And I was dreaming at first. And not just to firearms, but to real machine guns. But here the gunpowder needs to be more powerful and it will be necessary to build several factories, one of which is for the production of cartridges. At the same time, the cartridges will be "gold" ... no, even "platinum", and the effectiveness, in comparison with spells, is doubtful. Perhaps someday in the future they will find a way to quickly and in large quantities to extract the blood of salamanders, which will help reduce the cost of producing gunpowder at least ten times, and then it will still be unprofitable. Here you need to reduce the price even hundreds, or even thousands of times. Because one grenade is equal in power to a fireball, but even at a price of six
So the hunt for salamanders will have to be postponed until such time as I learn alchemy.With these thoughts, I went to the camp where Alex is serving at the checkpoint. Today without a "catch", but still it will be necessary to throw off part of the money to Yuuji. This time, five thousand, because if I send four thousand every day, it will be suspicious.An hour later, I was in the camp and was already moving towards the exit, when a familiar voice rang out from the left.- I told you, I'm not interested.I froze, looked to the side. There, leaning her back against the wall of the house and crossing her arms over her chest, Laska froze. Opposite her, with his back to me, is a guy in a metal breastplate, helmet, and mail trousers. On his left hand he has an iron shield next to a one-handed sword at his belt.“Come on, I said I would cry,” the guy said.My heart sank a little, because I recognized Galldin by his voice, a guy whom I had only recently helped with the castars. How the h
In general, alchemy turned out to be a very necessary thing for me. With its help , you can increase your magical attacks, have mana regeneration potions on hand, enhance attacks with certain spells, and impose debuffs on the enemy. Thus, a person who uses alchemy greatly increases his abilities, in comparison with someone who does not use potions.There are some restrictions: the same potions overlap the effect of each other. For example, there are two potions: one that increases constitution by 1, and the second by 2. If you drink the first and then the second, the latter will override the effect of the first, and not add to it. That is, the constitution will not be 3, as it might seem when adding up the effects, but only 2. It is the same with all other potions that give protection from magic or gain. Another limitation is the effect of two identical potions. It also does not stack, it only updates the duration of the action. That is, he drank a potion +1 to the physique, and it la
The road is slowly going up. The air is getting cooler, although the sun is shining brightly. The sky is piercing blue, it seems like a huge ocean, frozen overhead and ready to collapse with all the mass of water.Habitual deciduous trees have long been replaced by conifers. The cool air and the sharp smell of pine needles are an unusual and invigorating combination. This place would be perfect for the base of some wellness center.Suddenly I noticed something white on the left. Looking closer, I saw that bones were peeking out of the ground under the tree. A frost ran down my back, because with a chill I realized that these were the remains of a person.These rabbits are level five and are more dangerous than wolves. Of course, I fought with more difficult opponents, but it's better to be careful with these rabbits.- Oh, I would have a holy grenade, - I whispered and moved on.Before I had gone a few meters, I heard a slight rustle behind me. He turned around sharply. Three steps aw
Having torn off the skin, I set about the main element - fat. It is from the melted chrol fat that you can create a magic damage modifier enhancement potion. It is the least affected by chaos - which means it is less dangerous to consume and at the same time has powerful magical properties, due to the fact that the rabbit itself was exposed to chaos and mutated.I grabbed the knife a little more and cut off part of the meat, I had to peel it off. Chrol meat is covered with a green goo, and the veins of the muscles themselves cast a poisonous green color. Eating such meat is dangerous to health and is possible only after processing - long soaking in special liquids to remove most of the chaos. But according to Alast's words, it tastes like some kind of swamp mud after all these procedures. Of course, I didn’t ask how the alchemist knows what marsh mud tastes like - I just took my word for it.Fat gained ten kilograms - which is not so little. At least I have enough potions.Having pick
I was about to leave when I suddenly thought. Where did hroli come from anyway? Why are there creatures that have mutated under the influence of chaos? In principle, the answer is obvious - somewhere there is a source of chaos. It's strange that this thought didn't occur to me earlier.But if there is a source of chaos, then there is another dungeon somewhere? And these are mobs, objects and other goodies. It’s not that I would run to go through it right now, but it’s still worth knowing its location so that after swinging well and stocking up on items, try to clear at least the first levels. Maybe even gather a group again? .. No, I don’t even want to think about it yet.At a mental command, a map unfolded before my eyes. I am in a coniferous forest at the foot of a mountain range that separates the barony from the main kingdom, or rather in its northern part. There is a volcano in the southern part, where I will go later for salamanders. More precisely, not quite in the south - in t
Suddenly, there were sharp screams ahead. I hid. There was a crackle of broken branches and the already familiar squeak of hroles. The battle lasted several minutes, I heard clear commands, the whistle of arrows was heard, but soon everything calmed down.Looks like the guys figured it out.After waiting for a while, I moved on again. Now we need to be even more careful, because the tunnellers are on their guard and will probably shoot first, and then ask who is coming. Of course, with my health reserve, a couple of arrows are not fatal, but no one canceled the pain, and it’s unpleasant for me, even when a needle is injected into my shoulder during vaccination, not like getting an arrow between the eyes.I got to the battlefield a minute later. Five hroles are lying in different directions: all chopped and pierced with arrows. The ground is soaked with blood, so it feels like walking on mud after rain. Leaked from the monsters decently. Skins, by the way, are not touched. Apparently t
- 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