Having broken a thick branch, I fell near the stone. She laid her hand on him.- Let's!!! You can!!! I cursed myself.I ripped the trouser leg of my leg and straightened my arm.- A-A-A!!!The pain went from the brain to the heels. Tears flowed from my eyes. I clenched my teeth and began to wrap the stick around the broken limb. Each tightened knot was like a spear from Amedeo in training. Same hell of a pain.When I finished with the bandage on my arm, I was sweating all over. Relax and look at the sky. It’s too early to rest… before the next sunrise, I need to have time to finish what I started… to complete my plan… the only question is… how can I catch animals with such wounds…***“We shouldn't have let her go,” Aran said angrily, walking back and forth. — I do not trust God and I think that he will deceive us. We must get back to her before it's too late. We can do it on Thursday!"Calm down and sit down," I said. - The gadget did not show that she died, so everything is fine. An
“Not bad, mortal,” I heard behind me. - You hurt me, you can be proud!There was a small wound on his chest. But I noticed another bruise. Under his right foot. I was seized with a rage that I had never known.- Liar!!! Eve won, am I right?God took a deep breath. He couldn't lie anymore. The blood of the God of the Hunt takes over.- Yes, you are right. The girl won, but I was bewitched by her skill as a huntress. When she literally merged with nature. Her traps, webs of blood, excellent. I don't want to make her sad. After all, I know what loss is ... just leave. She will be happy with me.- Fell in love, you mean? Vanya came up.“You chose the wrong girl,” Aran said now. “You’ll regret it in a year, so you better get her back!”How dare you order me? Ronlak's divine essence came out. “Pitiful creatures, you must kowtow to me, the God of the Hunt!” Submit to my will, if only for the sake of your friend... or die!“Blah blah blah,” I waved my hand in front of me. - Stop making a fly
“Say your name, don’t call you fiery all the time,” I chuckled.— Mephistopheles. But you can call me Mephisto."Welcome to Team One, Mephisto," Eve said.As I listened to them question Mephisto, I heard that a message had arrived on Gadget.“The headquarters is satisfied with the completed task. You get three hundred and fifty points for work and eighty for God. Keep it up, boys!" - the sender of the letter Adam is the commander of the strike force. We are number one. Catherine is probably furious. Now I need to heal. I wonder how they found out about the completion of our task so quickly? Is there a new scout watching over us? And in general, to hell. I don't care now. I need to get away from all this and we'll hit the road again... continue our journey!!!***Branch IIMark's team and eight survivors of the death caravan made their way to the cave, passing through the thickets of a huge forest. The guy cursed the moment he agreed to take the survivors to their new home. They lost a
“Darling,” I waved my hand, “sorry to interrupt your monologue, but could you introduce yourself too?”She didn't even hear me, but mumbled something under her breath. I stopped talking. Let's wait until she understands who I am. Stop! Everyone tends to think that I am a Demigod. If she misunderstands… something must be invented.You are the God Slayer! the girl laughed. “I didn’t think to meet a brother. Sorry for being rude, kid. I am Lagertha Strauss. Commander of the Pain Strike Force - the girl came up to me and extended her hand. “Third God Slayer.”- Killer of gods? I opened my mouth.“Say thanks that it was I who caught you first,” Lagertha put her sword back into its sheath. Well, except for Christopher. He chose not battles, but knowledge. Other Godslayers are creepy people. And I am kindness.I'm still standing with my mouth open. That's the meeting. Killer of gods. Before that, I had only heard a glimpse of them. I never would have thought that our meeting would be so soon
A blue aura began to emanate from my body. Space. I moved to Ryzhik. Hammer. I hit Lagertha in the leg and jumped back. Apparently she's in pain. So, let's start. Cover the right hand with ice, the left with flame. Excellent. Create an Ice Sword on the right and a Flame Sword on the left. Made."Let's begin our dance, madam," I bowed to Lagertha like a true gentleman.She apparently didn't get the joke. Space. Storm. He struck again in the chest, but this time the attack turned out well. Lagertha flew to kiss my kissed walls. Her armor took half the hit. Returns. As long as she's in the air, she won't be able to dodge. The same one was used by Slash. She fought off a couple, but three pieces hit right on target. She collapsed to the ground. She got up as if nothing had happened and walked towards me, brushing herself off.It doesn't have a single scratch on it, as always. On the face of a smile. It was as if I didn’t hit her… as if the whole fight was a game, and she didn’t even show
Having moved to the roof of a house, I met with Lagertha.- You're taking a long time, little one.“Sorry, I'm a little late. But this is not about that now, I felt a strange Aura at one plant.“I just wanted to tell you about it. We have problems. Small, but problems,” Lagertha shrugged.- And what?“At the factory…” Ryzhik fell silent and began to bite her lower lip. — There is something there. I just can't figure out what! The place is secluded, and perhaps there is a succubus or an enchanted one. After all, someone lures with his Aura. It's not just like that.- Who? I was surprised because I had never heard of them.- You heard correctly. They lure people to them and make them slaves, and when the slaves serve their own, they drink their blood to the last drop. They become ghouls.Let me guess why you called me.“You have to go to the factory and kill the monster,” Lagertha smiled sweetly. “If the dragon crashes on the city, this creature will get out with its servants, and then
I tensed up, closed my eyes and began to search for him through the remnants of magic. It was difficult to concentrate. But I feel it...Quickly moving around the houses, I went for a scout. We must find him quickly, otherwise this city will soon burn to hell.He must be around here somewhere.Stopping and looking around, I saw fresh blood on the walls. The scout clung to the walls with his hands, but it is clear that someone was dragging him. And then I felt behind me that someone was approaching me. Drawing my sword from its scabbard, I blocked the dragon's fiery fist. He immediately hit him in the head with the Hammer, which sent him into the building.And it's a baby! He is slightly taller than me. His shots are weak. I looked at the hand with which I hit the dragon, it had his blood on it. So I hurt you. Excellent.Flames erupted from the smoke right at me. Storm. Our flames collided and there was an explosion from our mixed fire. In open space, I can use the flame with might and
Contract- That's funny! - I said.“Yes, this is pure coincidence, it could happen to anyone,” Aran replied.I stood in the forest and watched as my friend, who had fallen into a trap, hung in a net on a tree. I would have a fotik. What a pity.Using the Slice, Aran fell out of the trap. He quickly got up as if nothing had happened and walked on, ignoring me.“It seems to me, or…” I stopped him. “Are you still mad about Lagertha?”- Male! Aran screamed. “She was prepared for me. I already made plans for her. Our children, home, happy life... You could tell me right away, and not wait a month and a half and then confess."I didn't mean it," I shook my head. — Let's forget about it and go to Vanya and Eva. They've been waiting for an hour, and we haven't caught anything.I won't forget, I can't...- Fight fire with fire. You stop being offended, and I will not tell anyone that you have fallen into your own trap, intended for the boar.“Ah, you!” began Aran, but fell silent, sighing hea
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
- 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
- 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
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
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.
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
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
- 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
— 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