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- So? I didn't lag behind.“And then four mobile groups with heavy weapons are ready,” he said. “As soon as everything starts, I will give a signal…”“And they will magically appear in place?” I asked.“The estimated time of arrival is five to seven minutes,” Pavel promised. “In the city they will obviously cover us, so I hope we won’t be attacked in the city…”“Well, okay,” I agreed. — Where is your clunker?As he promised, no one attacked us in the city. Pavel said that he "copied" an extraneous observation, but the spies kept far enough away that they could not be identified. When we left the city limits and passed the spaceport, it took off a little higher and spread its short wings, going into cruise mode. According to him, those who were guiding us fell behind for a while, apparently confused, and he slowed down, at the same time moving away from the eight-level main road into fields where huge agricultural machines were crawling.He was saved by a bad premonition that I had at
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I breathed on the cannon at the base, trying not so much to melt it as to jam it, while ignoring the periodically exploding heat-seeking missiles in front of my nose. Finally, I succeeded - I’m not sure about the “jammed”, but the thick gunmetal at the base of the gun became white hot, and I managed to bend it a little to the side with my paw. Now, now it is suitable for urban battles - it can shoot around the corner! I again exhaustedly settled down to rest, sadly seeing off the departing hits. Damn, but with health, I still had a bubble!I took out the Small Vial of Healing and drank it in one go. Well, what is a hundred units for my scale? Cheerfulness accumulated, and I flew up, wondering what to do. The mana seems to have also accumulated, and I can summon another Healing Spirit if I turn into a human. At the same time, however, something can fly to me, demolishing the remnants and taking my health into a deep minus ... I didn’t want to think about a “deep minus”. I automatically
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Alena went to freshen up, and we finally, by collective efforts, finished preparing the morning feast. Elune traditionally made her divine pastries, which each time was different, but no less delicious for that. Dumplings, buns, croissants, puffs, cheesecakes and sills - none of this, once tried, was absolutely impossible to refuse. Most likely, they also gave some kind of buffs, but I did not receive any messages about this, and explained my daily high spirits by the presence of charming companions in my life.“My father-in-law wanted to meet me today,” I interrupted the concentrated silence during breakfast.Elena looked at me in surprise.- Do you have someone else besides us?- In terms of? I didn't understand.“Well, don’t you think that the fact that you were my first man gives you the right to claim something more?” she teased me. - He has a father-in-law, you see ...I made an offended face and pouted my lips:- Well, I so dreamed of a ring on my finger and rich dough! I mutte
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And deprive her of the man she loves? No, please. And I do not advise you to tell.“Good,” Ivanov sat up straight again. - One more moment...“Wait,” I said. He looked at me in surprise. Did I just shut up one of the most powerful people on the planet? Things, however! You are growing, Mahan, both above yourself and above others. True greatness is not in who you are, but in whom you can send ... - I have a request to you.A predatory expression appeared on Ivanov's face. Well, still, finally, the feigned unmercenary, aiming at the dowry of his daughter, showed his true face and now he will start asking. Whether money, position - it does not matter, the main thing is that you can buy it and demand to stay away from the heiress. I sighed. No, what the hell, anyway! Not everyone thinks like Ehkiller and Barsina! I need to learn to believe in the good in people...“I'm all ears,” he said.“Here is the email address in the game of a woman named Elena,” I handed him the communicator, touchi
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“And you’re in good health, if you’re not joking,” said the Evil Dwarf.Are you too busy? I asked."Too much," he snapped.— Viltraks! I called. “Send the portal for the Evil Dwarf, do me a favor!”I took the Flute by the hand and we went to meet the guest.“Well, what the hell…” he began, barely falling out of the portal, and then he looked from me to the Flute and back, and suddenly began to smile.I got sick.- Finally! he said in the voice of a kind uncle. - And then he came up with - torturing the unfortunate girl! - he came up to me and did something completely unbelievable - he stood on tiptoe, hugged me and patted me on the shoulder. Has the fortress fallen at last? Oh beauty! He put his hands together in tenderness, looking at us.“Um…” I said. - Thanks.“Listen, can we talk about this?” he suddenly suggested.The thought was actually interesting.- What, three of us? Flute asked.- Yes, well, what are you? he waved his hands. I'll call the people now.“Wait,” I stopped him,
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Zombie, as if in a trance, began to undress. Elune twisted something in her appearance so as not to disturb my peace beyond measure, and also took off her robe. I don't understand how I could salivate over a bow-legged and ugly High Priestess with a saggy ass? Now, with a Zombie and a Goddess standing in front of me, one beautiful to the point of goosebumps and the other to pass out, I sincerely envied the loser who was able to win the hearts of both. Elune gave me a meaningful look, and I began to shed my clothes as well. Verification is a verification for everyone!“Leave us all,” the Goddess said in a low voice. “Stay… you,” she pointed to the fair-haired, curvaceous Elf, “and the Supreme.She took Flute's hand, and I took the other."Don't be afraid," Elune said softly to Flute. “The Creator is with you, I am with you. Just believe in me Believe in Mahan.“I believe,” Flute whispered, looking at her, “I believe in you and believe you,” she turned to me and looked into my eyes. “An
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The evil Gnum blinked his eyes and looked at me in surprise.- Well? I asked. - Did your Datura bowl turn out?- Ka-a-aps! he whispered admiringly, concentrating on flipping through the message logs. - Estimate, one hundred and fifteen points of Specialty! ..- And twenty-three - Crafts? I asked. He nodded and I whistled. - And how much could you chew?“Sixty-two,” he said, and added sadly. - And the Craft, respectively, only rose by twelve.“Good too,” I said. — Do you know what? he shook his head. “I swam in your fountain, and I also got a little…- Glasses? he wondered. - Wow! You just don’t refuse them,” he interrupted me before I could open my mouth. - I earned them with sweat and blood!- Well, yes, eyes, there ... - I looked into his eyes, opened my mouth and closed it again. The evil Gnum became alarmed, dug out a mirror from somewhere under his beard, into which he usually looked when combing his beard, looked into it and gasped.- Here is your anhydride manganese peroxide! h
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"Come on, go away, damn it!" I got angry.“Three wishes, master,” reminded Sirena, who had already put her ass on the edge of the barrel, pinched her nose with two fingers and flopped into the water, like a professional diver, backwards. Finally, the tail splashed, dousing me with water, and it disappeared, as if it had never happened. Flute chuckled and shook her head.“Your water is kind of cloudy,” I remarked, going up to the barrel and shaking the dregs with my hand.- For catching fish - that's it, - Flute answered jovially. - Take your hand away, otherwise, not even an hour, they will bite off!I hurriedly put my hand behind my back, wiping the back of my jacket. The float jumped and sank, and Flute, recklessly jumping up, pulled the fishing line towards herself, and when a toothy muzzle with bulging eyes and some kind of stalk on it appeared from the water, famously hooked, sending the fish flying to the companions. Immediately, a radiance enveloped her, and she disappeared for
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On the first attempt, the cell phone failed to break through the foggy veil of sleep. No matter how hard he tried to dance the tarantella on the bedside table, no matter how he tried to throw his watch, a glass of water, a charger onto the floor with his vibrations, Katya did not wake up. Only slightly trembling eyelashes suggested that sweet oblivion is coming to an end, and you need to wake up and finally turn off this damn phone. Frightened that they would throw him on the floor, the phone fell silent for a minute, but only to voice his presence with new frenzy. Without opening her eyes, Katya reached for the bedside table. -Hello! - No, you're my friend or why! Instead of greeting, they shouted from the tube. It was Sveta and she was a friend. - What are you yelling? You are my friend, my friend, calm down. “Then, if so, why am I the last to know everything?” - I don't know what you should learn first, but I beg you, Light, go to the bathhouse! Let me sleep! I just went to be
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Slowly getting used to the light, Vomit heard heavy footsteps. Someone was heading towards him. Terror gripped the entire body of the great demon prince. He was unarmed and weak in the face of possible danger. Searchlights illuminated only a few meters, but then began the possession of impenetrable darkness.Out of the darkness came a short guy in black robes and a hood, holding a long sword in a sheath in his hands. The eerie aura of darkness that he exuded pierced through Vomit like a thousand blades. He was a demon prince, the greatest genius, but this guy... He crushed him like a bug. However, this intimidating aura seemed to Vomit.. Familiar?- Who are you? Why are you doing this? You do realize it's not just the Bloodrain family that's going to hitch up for me, right? Or were you sent by your father?- Who am i? - The guy whispered, leaning to my very face and I managed to look under the hood.- Fuck my dick...He stepped back a few steps.Yes, that's a good, very good question.
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Loud footsteps cut the silence of the night city.Azrael breathed in the cold, foul air. Moongate was the most ordinary industrial metropolis. Massive crowds, most of which were office rats, glass, concrete, and rebar buildings eighty or more stories high, an advanced subway system, and a terrible stench from defense factories in the east. Alas, the use of magic could not make production more environmentally friendly, as magicians and scientists did not break their heads, their efforts were useless. Moongate has been an open domain since its inception, humans and demons have long since learned to coexist side by side. And not only to coexist, but also to cooperate with each other. The magic possessed by the demons made it possible to raise the standard of living of ordinary citizens of Moongate, technologies, combined with magic made it possible to achieve amazing results in the production of public goods, and almost all the citizens of the infernal city lived comfortably. But still,
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The gang leader screamed in panic and ran wherever his eyes looked, but he could not run far. Azrael sheathed the tati, and in the blink of an eye the criminal lost his legs and fell. Azrael slowly approached him and stepped on his back with his foot. - Well, what are you .. You squeal like a pig. Where is all your confidence and strength? There your friends have already acidified .. What a pity. And we'll have some fun with you ...The gang leader tried to say something, but instead he only began to spit blood. What, you don't like hanging out? Do you even know, mediocrity, how many people's blood is on that sword? Azrael took out the tati again, its blade sparkling in the moonlight. He put it to the bandit's ear. “People like you are not even worthy of human death. You are worse than animals. I must apologize to the pigs for comparing you to them. Azrael cut off the bandit's ear. He screamed wildly, choking on blood. “Tell me what pain is…” Azrael slashed his second ear with his s
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Azrael opened his eyes. He stood in the middle of a wonderful garden. Sakura branches covered the sky, rose petals slowly fell to the ground. Azrael tried to catch one of the petals, but failed. He could feel his body, he could move his limbs, but he could not interact with the world that surrounded him.“Oh no.. Not this… Not again…”Nightmares. They tortured Azrael whenever he closed his eyes.A handsome man of about forty entered the garden. He was dressed in a long gray kimono with large shoulder pads and a conical hat, with two swords at his belt - a katana and a wakizashi. Long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and there was a kind smile on his face, blue eyes shone with warmth and care.- Dad, dad!Following the man into the garden, a boy of about seven, wearing a clean white kimono and a short sword in his belt, ran into the garden.All this seemed terribly familiar to Azrael. And this place, and these people.. As if he was already here.“Did you want to ask somethin
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Azrael stood on the roof of a tall skyscraper, enjoying the view of the starry sky.“Something you’ve been waiting for a long time, I’ve already been waiting for ..” He turned to take steps, a grin appeared on his face, exposing a row of sharp teeth.Opposite him stood a girl in a school uniform, 13-14 years old.- I love places like this. I'll have to thank the master for sending me here. Black as the soul of a killer, the sky with the stars of sorrow framing it. It's just amazing..A sharp sword appeared in the girl's hands, ignited with blue fire. Two faint tears rolled down her cheeks.“What I love about the magical copies created by Nick is because they are endowed with a human mind. Unlike ordinary soulless puppet creatures saturated with magic, you can feel and experience emotions. Just like real people. Having fun with such toys is a real pleasure peak. The way you fight for life.. But still, you lack strength. Magic copies significantly lose combat power compared to the origi
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The message only meant that no one on the planet uses electromagnetic waves to exchange messages, and that's all - but with a high probability there is no civilization here "Increased levels of carbon dioxide Increased nitrogen content Increased content of methane Evolved flora discovered Fauna discovered» Not quite the right atmosphere - it's not scary. At least for Elune, there is no such problem, which means that the atmosphere will be as it should be. Several shot probes reached the surface, and the ship's broadcast flashed with images of the species encountered - a couple of species of herbivores, several predators, a rich set of birds, various fish, reptiles and of course thousands of species of insects ... A complete set, in general - on many planets there is none. Some of them may even be intelligent, but we won't know that until the troops land. In the meantime, we are not convinced of the absence of intelligence on the planet, we cannot touch it ... - How beautiful! Al
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- Sorry, what? I asked when I heard my name."My granddaughter said she loves our glorious new flying tradition," Darius repeated, smiling.“I just noticed that Dima had a great idea,” Atossa objected. - But only.“And I, as the only captain and, accordingly, the admiral of our entire fleet, immediately decided to declare this a tradition,” he chuckled good-naturedly.- Despot! Atossa growled caustically.“Technically, I'm only an admiral,” Darius objected, “and the despot is sitting over there surrounded by his flower garden,” and he bowed his head politely.- A vile slander, - I answered, - I did not tyrannize anyone at all and did not despot ...“If you start arguing, then instead of enjoying the view of Jupiter, you will receive honors from the subjects in turn,” he promised. “And I’m not sure that everyone will agree to kissing only the hand.”I shuddered, suddenly realizing that everyone without exception, both the crew and the passengers, was looking at me. And something bad wa
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“Are we unable to offer them anything?” he asked in bewilderment.“Already offered,” I nodded. - And this proposal can be considered the first contribution to good neighborly relations.Do you mean Barliona? - he asked.“Yes, Barliona,” I confirmed. “Just not quite in the way you understand it."Then tell me," he invited again.“When Elune was locked up in Barliona…” I began, and I noticed how the interlocutor grimaced. Well, yes, I mentioned supernatural powers again. “Sergei, it is high time for you to understand that Elune is indeed a higher being and that she is as real as the world around us. The fact that it was our technology that made it possible to make an incredibly gigantic leap, the results of which amazed even the Ancients, is a matter of pride.“Good, good,” he hastened to agree, already knowing that I was ready to extol my beloved for hours. All loved ones. “You are right, I really should sometimes cast aside the cynicism that has ingrained in the pores of the skin in o
