"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.-
Mist of Astarte.I took the call. A familiar face appeared in front of my inner eye. Narrow, with high cheekbones, a straight nose, sensual, scarlet lips like ripe cherries, big green eyes like a cat's, and hair red as a sunset. If I didn’t know her a little closer, I would definitely fall in love like a madman. But this girl at one time calmly took advantage of me and threw me. However, I already got even with her, and recently we even helped each other: I saved her from death, and she helped me pass through the gorge. If it were not for the help of the girl, then nothing happened and most likely now I would already be feeding the worms.- Hi. Why so early?- I have the same question for you. I saw news here about an explosion in one of the Altai-2 mega-complexes, sort of.I grinned.- Well, yes, it exploded for me. Yuji's guys found it pretty quickly, but they were not lucky, but I was the opposite. In general, as you can see, I am whole and again in the rift. Still, it's kind of ni
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
- Yeah thanks. So which book will you take? Auster asked politely.- Advanced Potions.- Excellent. Here.He laid a heavy volume on the table.The task "Bring 20 Sturii to Oster" has been completed.Received: 5000 experience, +10 reputation in Astarte. Advanced Potions book.I wanted to open it right away, but decided to postpone it until later, when I settled in the tavern.So many events have happened today that my head began to buzz a little, fatigue piled up in a heavy lump. I looked at the clothes, quite torn, soiled and with holes. I need to change, otherwise I look like a bum.Approaching one of the residents who continued to strengthen the houses before night, he asked about shops where I could buy clothes.- You got it too late. All specialized shops are already closed. But if it's just clothes, then there is Mortis' shop. There is the most common junk.It is a pity that it will not be possible to buy suitable clothes for the magician, but I think that this is even better. No
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
Finally, I crawled to the roof, began to convulsively climb down the stairs, which at the last moment slid slightly down, which made my insides shrink. My feet touched the tiles, and the tension that had never left me eased a little. I wanted to drag the ladder in the usual way, but remembered my capabilities, mentally called up the menu and ordered it to be put into inventory. She was engulfed in light and in a moment the stairs disappeared.Climbing to the top of the roof, he looked into the distance. There are forty more houses to the outskirts of the city.I took a couple of breaths in and out and moved on.There are 2 hours and 40 minutes left before death.* * *A shiver runs through my body, the stairs creak under my weight, and look, either the steps will break, or the stairs themselves will break.To my surprise, the distance between the houses turned out to be different everywhere. Somewhere half a meter and you could just step over from one roof to another, but somewhere th
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
The Price of the Virtual World***Four objects are saturated with power,Great mysteries, hidden from the eye.Crossbow that pierces the fabric of the universe,The cloak forbids the wearer knowledge,The belt will unlock the gift of levitationNimbus will plunge into the ocean of information.But if those things don't like your spirit,Get ready to go into the depths of darkness.***A chapter in which Yura's game day ended earlier than usual.***"Zadrot" - in MMO terminology, a player who devotes all his free time to the virtual world.***Yurig was a nerd. He played for a slender, muscular, handsome "Death Shooter", it is worth noting, level 100 and this is not khukhr - muhr. And his name, of course, was not Yurig, but quite normally - Yura. Yurig was called a game charm, a character in our opinion. But Yura, our hero was there, in real life, which is the school, going to the store past the annoying grandmothers and communicating with all sorts of people who are not in the subjec