Be that as it may, the meat of this overgrown octopus is quite healthy, but filled with chaos, so it requires processing. If I can find a otkor that is not chaotic, then its meat can certainly be used without processing.I started with tentacles. His meat is slimy, somewhat similar to jelly, only denser. The knife cuts the skin with great difficulty, although it is extremely sharp. I am sure that soon it will have to be sharpened again. In general, due to the fact that different monsters have skins of different strengths, the more dangerous the monster, the more difficult it is to cut it, or for cutting it will be required not ordinary knives, but knives made of more durable metal, or with some magical properties .I cut carefully, periodically looking at the entrance and listening to the sounds, but, apparently, the "zapadlo" decided to give me a break. Ripped the belly deeper, suddenly gasped. The innards fell out of the cut, and with them a small box. It is made of metal, which has
There is silence in the room, only occasionally it is broken by falling small pebbles or splashing drops of water falling from the ceiling and flopping into the mud. In general, the room is warm enough, but not stuffy - the temperature is comfortable, as if I were in my apartment.I looked at the time. 16:33. I should get out of the dungeon, I still have to walk at least three hours before the break. I think the hunters have already cleared the way, so there should be no problems with the passage through the dungeon. In addition, I now have a fairly powerful spell, so if I stumble upon an unfinished monster, I can fend for myself.I left the room with an otkor behind, returning to the room. Three exits lead from it: one on the right, another on the left, the third in the center. It remains to put a stone with the inscriptions: “you will go to the right, you will receive it in the forehead, to the left you will find treasures, but straight ahead you will find happiness”, as it was in a
- Stop, stop! I'm a player,” I shouted, raising my hands.I immediately sent them a link.The tension on the faces of the men did not disappear, but weakened.- What the hell are you doing here? asked the warrior with the sword and shield.In the meantime, several more people ran into the room. This is the same group of hunters that I met in the forest.- Stranger? asked a girl with short hair and a narrow, stern face.She is dressed in light armor and holds two one-handed axes in her hands.It is strange that they came without torches. Do they see anything at all? By the way, what if there is a potion that improves eyesight? It will be necessary to clarify later with Alast. It's a convenience not to use torches. Yes, and in my world such a potion would be appreciated.- I ran away from the hroles and fell into a hole. I found myself in a corridor. I walked along it and ended up here, - I answered.The warrior with the spear narrowed his eyes. He obviously doesn't believe me, but I do
- I didn't let you leave! hissed Sichiron.The demon was rushing forward, but then Bella went into the back, the axes hit the back and still reached the target, but did not cause any visible damage.- Hold on, Wolf, - Khilchik said in a trembling voice, jumping up to the commander and quickly using the healing spell.What am I supposed to do? Help guys? But this is a demon lord, and even a simple chaos demon killed the entire Hornet team last time! There is death, it is definitely useless to fight. Run? But where? Everything is blocked, a thick stone slab still blocks the exit.Bella's head fell to the floor and rolled to the side, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. Shoot and Shtyr screamed desperately, began to shoot one arrow after another, but this did not help, because the next moment Arthur fell to his knees with a torn chest, and then thumped to the ground and froze.Realizing that the Wolf and the Strangler would now be finished off, and then the turn of the archers would co
I put stone skin on myself and jumped away from the attack, the sword screeched along the side, pierced the skin and left a nasty wound. I didn’t hit point-blank with a gravity gap, because last time that pressure on my chest was enough, and now, when my magic attack modifier has risen to crazy heights, the consequences will be much stronger than then. So I attacked with lightning. Flashing brightly, she hit the girl and enveloped her. She froze for a moment, the room filled with a piercing screech. And I, having broken the distance, created another black ball.Unfortunately, the paralysis did not overlap, so she instantly recovered and noticed the attack in time. Due to the fact that he was in a hurry, the throw turned out to be inaccurate, the girl shifted to the side, but she was still hurt. The ball tangentially touched the shoulder, and then abruptly “exploded”. Ciciron flew off to the side as if she had been hit by a train.I rushed over to her, feeling the seconds tick away. We
The cipher flew to Sol, there seems to be no danger. It's okay if I look at what kind of weapons he has, right?I went up to the coffin, my palms rested on the lid, the veins bulged on my hands, blood rushed to my face. I'm sure my face is as red as a hot frying pan. Finally, there was a slight creak. The light from the torches penetrated the resulting gap and illuminated the bones. I froze, but the debuff is not visible. Breathing a sigh of relief, he leaned back against the stove. Moving a little more, I could see the remains. Ordinary bones with fragments of clothing. A rusted sword lies on the dead man, bone hands clutching the hilt. It seems that the dead man can come to life at any moment and, having risen from the coffin, join the battle.My fingers touched the blade. A message popped up:Ceremonial sword.The color of the weapon is gray, which means that it is even worse than a regular sword. It turns out that the real weapon of Shifrit, which was clearly no less than the lege
It is understandable. With all the adventures and the dragging of corpses, I got out of the rift around 22:00 hours.While walking to the bathroom, I felt something warm on my upper lip. I wiped it off with my hand, looked at my palm - it was covered in blood. Looks like I've seriously overloaded my brain. We must be careful with this, and even die for a short time. By the way, about death. The ability to revive was supposed to cool down, so I could use it in case of emergency. This is good news.After injecting himself with medication, he returned to the sofa with one intention - to fall and try to sleep. Having made another small transfer of Yuuji's credits compared to the debt, I was about to fall asleep, when the strap on my right hand vibrated, and a hologram with the caller's number appeared above it. I cursed. That's someone, and I definitely don't want to see this person, especially now.I gave permission to receive the call. On the wall opposite, there was an image of the alr
- Understand. Well then, come on, I'll settle accounts with you.In the end, the kit cost me 340,000 zen. 10% off is 40,000, plus I sold the old kit for 20,000.- No magic gloves? I asked, peering at my reflection in the mirror.- Unfortunately no.Well, so good.- Thanks for all.“Come again,” the couple said in unison.I went down to the first floor and hurried to the exit. I wanted to go to a magic shop and buy spells, but I decided that I already have a fairly powerful spell that does not eat up so much mana, so spending money on specialized spells against salamanders is not the best solution. Save money - you never know when you'll need it.“Time to hunt for salamanders,” I whispered, moving towards the exit from the city.Tim.Battle mage level 18.Hit points - 1526Mana points - 886Physique - 7Agility - 7Spiritual Power - 30Skills : Small fire strike (10 damage, 5 mana), lightning strike (35 damage, 10 mana, 10% chance of paralysis for 5 seconds), ice block (40 damage, 20 m
- 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