Barely recovering from the blow, he, naked and miserable, gathered his courage and, leaving the cemetery, went aimlessly wandering in the tremiteli area where the river calmed down and carried its waters quietly and measuredly. He loved to watch the flow of water. It appeased him.By the river, he saw how it was not clear why a group of newcomers wandered there in a crowd slaughtered a wild boar of the 3rd level. He squealed wildly and resisted, killed two, but he himself was almost killed.Tobias, suddenly for himself, yelled something wildly and with bare fists pounced on the players from behind. In the confusion, the noobs didn't even realize what was going on. He successfully laid down one, two, then a third, after which it was the turn of the boar.Towering over the pile of corpses and trying to catch his breath, he stared happily at the riches that had fallen. One of the dead was well dressed - then Tobias realized that he was a donater. But then he was simply stunned by the sim
The idyll began to crumble when he crossed paths with the Scythians. Tobias forgot about their first meeting, the one at which he met Vista. Noob tore her dress, and Tobias made the right impression on the girl.But the next day, what is usually called the beginning of the end began, but trying to bargain for a blue belt from a noob, the Cliff did not even suspect it. Of course, it was worth doing smarter - to track and select the shoes where the Scythian would have been defenseless. But seeing a frail thing that would have gone great to Rashidos - and he at that moment thought only about strengthening the ward - the Cliff lost his head.Scythian was a crank who sat for almost a year and a half at the "Wild Flask", and an unexpected refusal unpleasantly surprised Tobias. The noob made him look like some kind of moron! From a very early age, as soon as the boy learned to make out speech, his parents called him a moron, and to hear this from someone else?! And Scythian, he was sure, tha
Alliance of PreventionsSeven hours ago, my character Scythian became a "threat" with the highest possible potential. "Threat" A-class! It happened during an encounter with the Sleeping God Hippopotamus, whose fading avatar I found in Bolotin.When the Hippopotamus disappeared, instructing me to build the first temple of the Sleepers, I came out of Dis, climbed out of the capsule and, barely moving my legs, collapsed into bed. Sleep was restless, and three hours later I woke up from a nightmare.Waking up angry and broken, the top "threat" began to furiously put the apartment and herself in order. This also applied to studies. The number of missed days at school reached a critical point, and I had no doubt that parents had already been notified. A few calls I didn't respond to and an angry message from my mom were proof of that.So I hurriedly made up for lost time by studying the textbooks. At this time, my classmate Tissa called to find out how I was doing and where I was after the
He was right. The high civic status of my parents can give me points and make the commission more favorable. Or maybe not, these are only rumors, but persistent, and statistics confirm them.Although, probably, the whole thing is that high-status families have more opportunities to give their offspring better health, social skills and training from childhood, if not to say from the moment of conception. Genetic adjustments cost a lot of money, but they are possible and available to almost everyone, just pay.Mr. Kovacs stared at me for a long time, but finally the wrinkle between his eyebrows smoothed out, his nostrils stopped swelling menacingly, and he sat down on a chair and continued in his usual tone, as if there had not been that flash:An hour ago, I filed a petition with the Department of Education for a temporary ban on your character in Disgardium. He gave all the formal justifications, including taking into account your potential value to society... this world, not Dis. The
The letter from Snowstorm came while I was still spending time with Ed's "dementors." No matter how much I clouded my brain with strong alcohol, I was smart enough not to read the letter right away.Closing the screen, I looked at the notification in the communicator, extracted the name of the corporation from the floating text and immediately closed it until the curious Tisza read. She sat between me and Ed, occasionally touching me with her shoulder and hair, and put her hand on my knee a couple of times. To be fair, the other palm was lying on Ed's knee at the same time, as if our legs were replacing her missing chair handles.Soon I felt that I had swam and my tongue was about to finally untie – not so much from the unusual alcohol, but from the soulfulness of the gatherings and friendly warmth.I said goodbye crumpled, but they wouldn't let me leave alone. The whole company came out to walk to the flyer, Hang made sure that I had named the destination correctly, then they hugged
Who wants to be a billionaire?The islet where I met the Hippopotamus increased in the two weeks of my absence due to lower water levels and overgrown with grass. Nothing reminded me of the Sleeping God – he apparently poured the remnants of the accumulated energy into me, giving strength to new skills, and now he was dozing off in anticipation of new adepts and the temple.At the moment of immersion, I managed to think about how the richness and brightness of life change the perception of time: after the news of my parents' divorce, I spent a week in Dis, and after the ban from Greg, I did not come here two, but it seemed different. It's like I've lived in a world of "might and magic" all my life, been banished from it, and am finally coming back. It's a strange feeling, especially considering how bored I used to be at Disa.For a while, I pondered where to start. Burnt envelope icons notifying of new letters, system messages about unselected class and unallocated characterization po
In that part of the "Wild Flask", where Big Po and his fighters are freely located, the space seems to have died out. People, moving around the hall, bypassed the free tables around the "Axiom".The reason became clear when I got closer and hit an invisible veil. Under my pressure, she succumbed, but it felt as if I was back in the quagmire of the Swamp - the body was pressuring from all sides, my ears were laid, and it became harder to breathe. What was said at the table of the top clan was not audible, but I saw how Big Po moved his lips, the veil disappeared, and I fell into the "bubble" by inertia.At the same time, almost all the axioms stood up and, pushing my shoulders a couple of times, headed for the exit of the tavern. I noticed the name of one of those who left us, JJ, a level 19 bard, the former leader of the Night Stalkers clan, who became the deputy of Big Poe after unification.Only two remained - next to Wesley Chow sat a girl with huge blue eyes, shaved temples and a
Irina removed the invisible veil of the "bubble", and the bass and ringing music of a group of cheerful bards playing on the stage, and the galdezh of the guests of the tavern hit her ears. There were only players and non-writers in the hall - hard workers were still working on the shift. Patrick, to whom I wanted to hand over the quest, was also absent. The map showed that he was cleaning himself near the trading square of Tristad, and all the better - you should not surrender the quest with the invisible spies of the "Axiom".Looking around, I saw Big Po whispering something into the amulet of communication, and Irina handing out commands to the robber Greikilla and the thug Atiyakari, who inexplicably happened to be near her. Did they sit with us at the table all this time? The nameof thesecond p o gi seemed familiar, but I didn't remember where I saw it.The conversation with the leader of Axiom was not as unpleasant as I expected. In addition, it gave me a kind of reassessment of
- I see! God interrupted me. "When you came for the first time, I took a cast of the weaves and did the same now. You've gotten stronger. Now you control the manifestation of the infection... Well, well, well... Strikingly! This is the primitive, crude, but effective magic of the flesh, multiplied by the infinity of the Abyss. And, unsurprisingly, she only works with aliens to this world like you. Any local curse would devour in a matter of days, transforming it into a thoughtless creature and completely subordinating it to the Plague Pestilence. But not you! Your natural capacity to regenerate is stronger than a curse...And if I lose that primitive ability, it's going to get a lot harder for me."You won't lose it," Hippopotamus said. "Rebuild the temple, and I will have enough strength to give you something like this.I'm not going to get there in the next three months, Sleeper. The island you were talking about is outside the territory where I, an alien, can be. And the plague pla
However, we did not manage to bite into it. Leach surrounded himself with an impenetrable veil of orange marev and howled long. The sound that announced the surroundings chilled the blood in my veins. The call was answered: the dead and skeletons crawled out of the ground, and in the forest a piercing banshee assured. Ed was wrong, the boss had add-ons.- Bom, take it away! Yew, join the boss for now! Krawler shouted. - You have extra damage to the undead! Scythian, what can you do?- Don't let the Bomb Truck get distracted, I'll take the adds on myself! Yissa, I'm not sick!I activated the curse of the undead again and ran in a spiral, pulling the dead onto myself. Levels 14-15, regular mobs, but a lot. I crushed the bones and punched the gaping holes in their bodies, tearing off the skulls of skeletons with a hammer and blowing the rotting flesh of zombies to shreds. The Cretes laid them down immediately, after the usual blows they had to finish them off, but I did not stop. A minut
At the sight of Nagual, the guys were not confused. Killing the non-resisting "threat", they had to tinker, but the liquidation procedure went as it should. "I banish you from Disgardium forever!" exclaimed Hang pathetically, sticking a dagger into the heart of the dead Nagual in those few seconds before the corpse was yet incarnate.Crawler, Ed's new character, named after the endless crawling of caves and tunnels, received some money from the developers, an epic cape and a constant bonus of + 10% to the speed of gaining experience. But the involuntary preventions Infect and Bomb Carrier took bonuses more seriously: a folio of fire magic, a folio of light magic, ten thousand gold, a scalable epic sword and a similar dagger.As a result, this became the starting capital of the Dementora clan, which Tissa soon joined. Krawler became a fire mage, Tissa became a light mage, and the future classes of Infect and Bomb Carrier were affected by the epic blades divided between them.- Amazing
- I don't understand why he's going to? Could have come to me, Crowler muttered as he followed the Bomb Truck. - Or to the guys, if you don't want to go to me."First of all, your grandmother doesn't love me," Tissa began to make excuses. - Secondly, her father will start calling her first, as she did that time. Thirdly, Malik has a full house of relatives, and in such bedlam only people like Infect can survive. Hang, by the way, is no better, only the still smelly spices all smelly!- Easier, Sister! Bomb Truck rebuked. - When you devoured dim sum and pork in honey sauce, something I did not hear from you such complaints!"Oh well, you," Tissa shrugged off. "And most importantly, I have already promised Alex's parents that I will return. Uncle Mark wanted to talk about Dis, and Aunt Helen said she would cook a special dinner and an abyss of stories about the little Sheppard. So the choice here is unequivocal!We walked out to an abandoned hut. According to Bombovoz, it periodically t
- A lot, Mr. Whitaker. The fight was not easy.- Oh, believe me, I have the information. It is no coincidence that the reward has been waiting for its heroes for so long! But let me conclude, as I said, I am in a hurry, and I still have another briefing with the guests who first came to Tristad. Take the reward for the ogre man-eater. He spoiled the nerves of our farmers and collectors of unusual healing herbs, which, as luck would have it, grow only in those parts where Wat'al fished.The bags evaporated from the palm of my hand as soon as I poured the gold coins into my backpack. I've never felt so rich here or in the real world."Thank you very much for participating in the life of the city, Scythian," the adviser said goodbye. - Keep up the good work, and I'll find you more entertaining if you're interested in becoming even more useful.At the entrance to the building, "dementors" were already waiting for me. The crawler quietly uttered:-Extend your hand. I'll put in an epic, rem
"You're as adventurous as your father," mom liked to say. - If you are seriously interested in something, then you give yourself to it with your head and for a long time ... until the next hobby."Now I'm very interested in Dysgardium. Enthusiasm and courage were superimposed on the anger of Wesley Chow's cheeky behavior, multiplied by an innate heightened sense of justice, warmth felt for the "dementors", and affection for Tisza. But still, before letting my heart make a decision, I calculated everything. At least, I tried, based on the available data and logical conclusions.What I had in mind about big po was based on a lot of "ifs." Too big. For success, many factors must converge, and some of them were so far only hypotheses. Nevertheless, the idea of competing with the Axiom was breathtaking.After school, Tisza and I flew to the guys at the regional hospital. We met in a park full of centuries-old oak trees, on a serene alley by the fountain, which, unfortunately, did not work
- Possibly."Have you been with them?"- The thing is, no! Tissa said as if she could have prevented the attack. "They flew alone because my father took me. Above the dump, their flyer suddenly went off the route and landed.- How so?- Manual control was blocked, and someone intercepted the automatic control... Alex, these are either free or those who reflashed the chip, because if they can seize control of the flyer, these are definitely not ordinary bullies!Her words stunned me. Where there is automation, there will always be vulnerabilities and hackers who are ready to crack it, but in ordinary life rarely anyone has encountered this. The network is now much more transparent than in the early years of development, and complete anonymity has become something unattainable. All commes, both integrated into the body and external, were personified and were tied only to their owner. Without a comm, you will not go online, an unauthorized attempt at the same time will be stopped!The Vi
"Where's your brother?" I asked in between, pointing to his empty spot."Chris?" Went upstairs with Raven, I guess Rita shrugged. - As usual.- Do they meet?- Who is "they"? She marveled. - No, what are you! Rey barely broke up with her boyfriend, and they just met Chris today!While Rita got distracted, answering someone's question, the blonde Croaker touched my sleeve:"Hey Alex, can we dance?"The girl seemed pretty to me, and I saw no reason to refuse. But I didn't have time to answer."Krya, can I take you for a minute?" Leaning back in her chair, Rita asked sneakily.The girls moved away, talked about something, and Rita Wood came back alone."The mallard suddenly needed to come out," she said. - So I'll replace it.- Uh... will you replace in what? I blunted." Let's go, Scythian, let's dance. Can?I could. Since childhood, at all family celebrations, Eva invited me to a white dance. The musicians on stage just charged something romantic and, I would say, dull, but there is no
The ogre's legs buckled, and he collapsed with a thud shaking the cave. His grip loosened and I slid over his torso and found myself on my feet. I reached out to watch the loot...A moment later, the tip of a sword protruded from my chest, which immediately disappeared, replaced by a hail of blows. Even though they were very sensitive, they were very sensitive.Turning sharply, I intercepted Utes' arm to take advantage of the power advantage, but the unbelievable happened: the gunker easily freed himself and kicked me in the stomach so that I flew to the far wall of the cave – right into the fire.Player Utes (Tobias Asser) inflicted damage on you: 42.Life points: 865 / 936.Surprise was replaced by understanding – well, of course! He's a warrior, he has more power! For me, it, given the plague energy, does not play a critical role, but for a warrior ... But... There was no time to think about why Stability didn't work or why this guy had such a frenzied, overlapping damage.The clif