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Killer of gods chapter 118
- It's your fault, - the guy grunted angrily in her ear, pulling out another throwing knife hidden in a sheath on his back with his free hand. He hesitated only a second, his hand did not flinch as the thin blade entered the man's chest and he collapsed like a mowed down man, hiding in the grass.Oglaia's body shook with silent sobs, but she was unable to speak, held by the mercenary's hand. Already moving away from the village, carefully watching that they were not pursued.Stop crying, it's your own fault. But if you are obedient and lead to Vogra, without a tail, you can save your father. Although I'm sure you won't be killed that easily. Anger didn't want to leave him. "Why is the girl such a fool, forcing him to attack another non-human," - he understood that these people were not monsters, but the same as him, only preferring isolation.- You're lying ... - the captive croaked, finding the strength to speak.- Not. I have never lied to you.- But why?- You started it all by you
Killer of gods chapter 119
The man stood amazed at the unexpectedly warm welcome of the girl, and the rest of the companions stood unable to hide the happy smiles that lit up their faces. "Has he really become so dear to them!" - the guy was surprised, in no way able to get used to the idea that someone could worry so much about him. No, of course, they worried about him before, and waited, as if without it, but so much, as if he were not just an acquaintance, an accidental fellow traveler, but a real friend. Uncertainly embracing the fragile, trembling shoulders, he suddenly, somehow confused, lightly patted the girl on the shoulder, wanting to comfort her. But she burst into tears only more than before. Finally confused about what to do, the guy just froze, hugging Daisy and no longer making attempts to console her. Only occasionally listening to how through soft sobs she muttered fragmentary phrases,- We thought... you were dead... we were looking... you... we...Finally weeping, she pulled away, punching
Killer of gods chapter 120
- Do you take water from Vogra? - Claude interrupted the narrator.“Yeah,” the man said, and continued. - However, these were the first signs. Then it got worse, the sick began to develop a rash, weakness, and the worst thing was that nothing helped. This attack has already begun to collect its victims. - At these words, a bitter warehouse lay on the forehead of a warrior who was not at all indifferent to what was happening with his compatriots.- And it won't work! - Claude severely cut off, making the rest of the interlocutors shudder, - since your illness comes from here! he proclaimed, pointing his finger at the calm waters of the Vogra. A wide full-flowing river that has absorbed a considerable number of mountain streams, pacified their proud disposition, and released them further in their calm waters.Are you sure, Claude?- Why do you think so?Rolk and Aren exclaimed in chorus, looking with surprise and disbelief at such serene water.- Yes I am sure. You yourself sniff, from
Killer of gods chapter 121
They walked mostly in silence, the conversation did not stick in any way, starting and fading without having time to gain momentum. Alita and Rolk did not seem to notice anyone or anything at all, absorbed in each other, which made them even a little envious. After all, in the place of a friend could be Claude, who himself refused the attention of a woman. Although in this decision he was unshakable. He did not want a closer relationship, except for those that had already been established between them, and Daisyra was still very small for this. She and her brother did not fit into their company at all, looking like snotty children, fragile and defenseless. Only Claude already knew what these children could be capable of when they found themselves in a dangerous situation. He liked this feature of the guys, not to lose their heads in times of danger, with such a feature they would not be lost in this rather cruel world.It was already not the first hour of the journey, and the landscap
Killer of gods chapter 123
After walking a few meters, he stopped out of sight of the monster, whose visibility of vision reduced its range, and sank to the ground. The further path will have to be crawled. This mode of transportation was not convenient. Since the grass fell behind the collar, tickled the chin, pricked the bare stomach, when the jacket was pulled up, from an awkward movement. It was difficult to breathe under the rag, and the stench made me want to constantly sneeze and rub my eyes, which never stopped watering. Yes, and the constant flapping of huge wings overhead strained. He heard screams of pain and the sounds of falling bodies heard from the side or above him, but the most infuriating thing about his plan was that he did not see at all what was happening above him. He had only to rely on his comrades and crawl, crawl. What he did. Slowly, but getting closer to the goal.He drew the sword from the sheath even when he was flattened on the ground, trying to merge with the grass, but now the p
Killer of gods chapter 124
Staying here was tantamount to suicide, the fire was everywhere, burning. Sparks rained down, threatening to set fire to clothes. Everything seemed to be on fire, every part of his long-suffering body was engulfed in flames, although he understood that this only seemed to be due to the heat surrounding him. There was no desire to fight, but Claude was not used to giving up so quickly, if he had given up so easily, he would have died long ago, but he wanted to live. Slightly rising, he tried to crawl away, hissing from the pain in the burnt palms, which did not escape the meeting with the flames, but nothing came of it. The weight pressing down on him from above seriously pressed him to the surface, not allowing him to budge. "I won't die here!" - the guy growled, feeling how bright flowers begin to bloom before his eyes, blooming with a lack of oxygen, and the nasty darkness is already clouding his consciousness. He wanted so badly to give up and let himself fall asleep. Shaking h
Killer of gods chapter 125
- We did it! he said, not recognizing his own voice, which sounded hoarse and low.“You really are crazy Claude,” Rolk said thoughtfully, in spite of his friend. - You understand that we almost went crazy with fear for you when you rushed back into the fire. For me to agree to your plan at least once, my nerves are not enough. Abnormal.- What else was left for me when the set fire rags did not take up, extinguished by the wind. I had to use a different tool, but I slightly did not calculate its power.- You didn’t calculate it, you say ... You yourself look at what you have turned this place into.Gently turning towards the former nesting place, Claude was speechless in surprise. The place where the nest was no longer existed, and everything the fire managed to reach, too, and its all-consuming arms turned out to be very long. A few meters around the place where he took an unequal battle with the creatures attacking him, lay a black burnt desert, on which nothing would grow for many,
Killer of gods chapter 126
НАЗАД1...91011 ВПЕРЕДКогда плот все-таки причалил к берегу, они с облегчением выбрались на сушу, после такой экстремальной переправы, окружающий ливень показался им лёгким неудобством. А на берегу их уже ждала повозка, заправленная двумя лошадьми, с крытым верхом и зашторенными окнами, представляя собой довольно сумрачное зрелище, но зато она внушала надежду хоть ненадолго, но укрыться от вездесущей воды, которая была всюду. Так что не сопротивляясь и ни о чем не спрашивая они в компании Арена забрались в повозку, места было мало, но в тесноте было даже теплее. Сидеть так прижавшись друг к дружке, чувствуя дыхание товарищей, сидящих рядом, навевало необычные ощущения. За все время пути никем не было не произнесено ни слова, даже Арен, несмотря на вопрос горящий в глазах, постеснялся их спрашивать о чем-либо, видимо их внешний вид говорил все за них. Тряся и подкидывая повозка везла их недолго, вскоре слегка дернувшись затормозила и остановилась. Когда они выбрались из повозки, их
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Epilogue.
The Rancia empire prospered. Those terrible times when the Ransians fearfully expected the birth of their own children are far behind. With the accession to the throne of the new emperor Claude re Tigras the First and Empress Daisyre re Tigras, the people stopped living in fear and excitement. Now every Ransian, human or not, had the same right to life and happiness. The persecution of non-humans stopped, because the ruling family also did not belong to the human race, mixed marriages began to appear more often, and cities grew. Life became calmer, now the imperials were not afraid to travel between cities, risking being in the mouth of some monster. All creatures, of course, did not disappear, but as a result of a number of innovations introduced by Claude from the experience of his mercenary life, they greatly facilitate the fight against these creatures, forced them to go away from human habitation or hide deep in their holes. Man again became the dominant race on the planet, and e
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chapter 164
- Oh, those boys. Alita purred as she slid off her man's lap and sat down on Claude's bed. “In general, sweetheart, when we burst into the hall, we only made it to the finale, when you, with completely wild eyes, rushed towards the door until you stretched out on the floor, not having reached us a few steps. And then Alexander quickly stepped forward, ordering that you be lifted and taken to the imperial chambers and called for a doctor, and then he explained to everyone present that according to some ancient law, I don’t know where he dug it up, you become the next emperor, taking the place of the deposed you ruler. We didn't even believe what we heard. You are Claude and the emperor. It sounded kind of unbelievable. And to be honest, they also managed to catch this cold, so they thought it was the result of a fever. But as it turned out, no, they heard right and you were really glorified as the future emperor. He cleverly organized everything here. So even the few dissatisfied witne
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chapter 163
- Infections... It's people like me that you call an infection?- Yes. To be honest, I even liked you a little, not often non-humans managed to hide from my eye for so long, and your stupid principles ... naive, frankly childish, but noble, made me smile. However, the fact that you are a monster cannot be changed and you have no other destiny than to die.“It’s like seeing which one of us is a monster.— Ha! Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror?“Appearance says nothing about a person. Yes, my eyes and ears are different from human, but there is much less blood on my hands than on yours.- What are you talking about. Turn around. All these people could live if not for you.“My fault for their death is no less than the one who set them on me. At least I was only defending myself, not sending them to their deaths.They died because they were doing their duty.Or because they were left with no choice.This conversation did not lead them anywhere, without bringing clarity or sat
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chapter 162
And now only three of them remained, the horses carried the tired mercenaries forward, whipping dust into the air and crumbling the age-old stone into the sand. Two hot streams of steam escaped the air from the wide, nervously quivering nostrils of the driven horses. No one believed that they would catch up with the warrior, only hoping that the emperor would not realize his terrifying plan immediately upon the arrival of his assistant. On the horizon in front of them rose the towers of San Pen, brightening up the dull landscape with each kilometer growing higher and higher, delighting and frightening at the same time. Claude did not know what awaited them in the capital, for the first time he did not have at least some slightly thought-out plan, only one desire to be in time, not to be late, to stop. Inside, everything was shrinking from a bad premonition, but the guy drove away uninvited thoughts. You should never take on a job with a gloomy attitude to its failure, otherwise, every
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chapter 161
Leata's voice broke through her rage-clouded consciousness. "Finally!" the guy exhaled, looking at the best thing to do in order to retreat without consequences for his health and life. It was not far to go, the creatures had already almost pressed him to the failure, from which the mercenary was separated by several steps, he needed only a couple of three seconds to get the coveted vial and jump over to the other side. Taking a step back, he seized the sword more comfortably and threw the dagger at the creature closest to him, slashing the blade across the entire expanse available to him and forcing the creatures to retreat a couple of steps. Here are his seconds. Rushing back, he removed the blade with one hand, and with the other he felt for the coveted cork. Which is specially marked so as not to be confused with others. The previous experience of using this remedy in the battle with sectroses taught him decently, but there was no time to sip drop by drop. Let it be what will be.
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chapter 160
Aiyana, hurry up. Something is not happening.- One more second. Here it is! - the girl purred enthusiastically, pressing the lever near the capsule, and completely not noticing what was happening around.- We have no time. It's time to go.- Not! Until I find it, I won't leave.- Crap! Is it worth your life?- Yes!Discouraged by the answer, the mercenary fell silent for a few seconds. That's devotion! She could be admired if he and his comrades of life did not depend on her.Tell me what to look for! - finally, unable to stand it, he grunted, finally entering the room and feeling the cold enveloping from all sides.- You don't know the language.But I can see. I'll find it by sight. Show me or we'll all stay here.She did not argue further, obediently showing what symbols she had to find. There were few of them, at most four, of which one was a letter, and the rest resembled modern numbers. It was not even a name, but rather a code. He moved along the nearest shelving unit, running
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chapter 159
At Leata's remark, Claude only shook his head, as they approached the ruins, Leatrice became more and more irritable and angry. He did not know what was eating her, most likely she was also afraid. After a quick bite, they hit the road. The sounds that accompanied their breakfast didn't help their appetite, and neither did their conversation. In anticipation of a meeting with the owners of these voices, people unanimously grew gloomy, but walked, carefully looking around. It gradually began to get light around, mischievous rays gently ran across the grass, reflected in drops of dew, flashed on people's weapons, playfully looking into their eyes and blossomed with a gloomy rainbow, reflected from the surface of the lake. The one that Leata called the "Lake of the Dead". For what it received such a name, no one knew, but the assumptions were different. Maybe the ancients drowned their dead in it, or maybe this is due to some mysterious story, since the lake was no different from its cou
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chapter 158
- What the hell! cried Claude with a loud splash as he went under the water. The turbulent river picked up its prey with the joy of a small child who discovered in his power a toy he had long desired. The big man was twisted and twisted, sometimes hitting the side of the shell. Water clogged in his mouth, nose, forcing him to spit, smearing haze before his eyes. You can't give up! Claude remembered that he was not alone in the water, but he did not have time to really see the creature that had so cleverly discounted him. However, this did not give a reason to underestimate her. Ripping up the water with powerful strokes, he forced himself to swim up. Thank the Gods, he did not have time to take aside. The shell, like a native, clung to him, dragging him along, trying in vain to pull him under him. The body already almost did not obey him, bound by a terrible cold. Pushing off from the surface of the water, Claude desperately jumped up in an unsuccessful attempt to grab the edge, feeli
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chapter 157
— Falcon. Daisyra prompted, following his gaze. For her, this distance was not a problem. - Beautiful.- Yes. And lonely.- How are you!- What did you get?“This is how we met you in that tavern.- When it was. Seems like another life.- Yes. And I'm glad we met.- And I.They had a strange conversation, they seemed to be talking and at the same time not. Pictures of their meeting floated before his eyes, taken apart by the words of the girl, and seeing himself, he looked and did not recognize. Now he was no longer the same person. Claude has changed. Becoming somehow something ... more integral, but still in his chest did not want to melt a tight lump that appeared there in childhood, as if not allowing him to free himself from the cage created by himself.- For me, he is not alone, but strong. Rolk muttered thoughtfully.— Who are you talking about? Caer joined in, also following his eyes sparkling in the rays of the sun, following the bird circling above them.- About both.“We wi
