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It’s just that the game conventions seem to be incomprehensible as the air coming here, like the work rate of a miner who needs to work not from here until lunch, but just hit a stone with a pick a couple of hundred times. So here.And here is another game convention. A skeleton, who knows how it ended up here. Quite human, clean, he lay with his arms crossed over his chest, as if he had died long before he was dragged here. But what a huge one! Of course, I was not the tallest, but this one was almost twice as tall as me! No, this would definitely not have passed according to our drifts. Perhaps there is another way?I put the lantern next to a strange skull, covered with skillful knitting, geometric patterns. Definitely not human, more likely belonging to some kind of monster. But here everything was just obvious - the deceased must have used this skull during his lifetime as a kind of helmet, protecting his head from blows.What was required to be proved - the skull-helmet easily s
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"You are exiting the location of the Mines. You are entering the location of the village of Eyautlmant (Mount), population - 120 people."Thanks, I wouldn't have guessed it myself.- People, move to the square for now, and we are behind the headman. Rob, with me.I nodded obediently. It seems that today I have already upset the foreman too much, so he will forbid my daughter to communicate with me. Which, of course, would not be desirable. Of all the people I met here, Agnis was the only one who treated me well.“Brigadier, what are we going to do with the elemental?” - I asked when we separated from the team and walked to the headman's detached hut.- What do they do with it? We'll wait until it leaves. He does not sit in one place for a long time - as soon as he realizes that there is no food, he will move on.Simes's words largely coincided with my thoughts, but one point still needed to be clarified.So we just wait? How do we know he's gone?- Miners. Simes answered curtly and po
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— Well, not personally Brother Foma, some paladins? I grumbled. - There must be people who do this?“The holy paladins are busy holding back evil spirits on the southern border of the Great Church, where all the abomination from the khaang abysses is rushing towards us. Would you like to draw boundaries?- So, did you eat it? Simes laughed. - My daughter is smart, don't put your finger in her mouth.- Dad!- I'll go home. Is there anything in the oven?- Yes, I put cabbage soup in the morning - as I knew that it would come in handy.- Shchi is good. Come on, feed your father.- Yes, dad. The brigadier and his daughter set off from the square.I went home too. I, unlike Simes, did not have caring female hands at home, so there was nothing to count on a hot dinner. But in the knapsack from the very morning the supplies that Agnis brought in the morning remained forgotten. It would be necessary to conduct an audit, to see what God sent."The working day is over. Check the equipment and t
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- Delicious? You eat, eat. Today, as I felt, my heart was out of place, and then, as it stung, I immediately realized that something had happened. Was it scary?- Highly. I answered honestly. - A person can be hit on the head if he threatens, but where to hit here? Unclear. Escaped.And rightfully so, he ran away. On some days, it used to happen that an elemental killed up to five men, but since you could get away from him so easily ... Dad says you are smart, if you work well, then in a couple of years you will take his place, take on a second brigade, and then we ... Then we…She blushed deeply, carefully looking away. She must have hinted at something. But for what? Who can tell them, women. Maybe tell her about the decoration? Even at that age, their head works differently - what if they come up with something?I imagined how she would react to the fact that I take off my pants, and refused this idea. One hundred percent will misunderstand, and explain to me later. No, by myself,
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J: It turns out that at the first level you can play only fifteen minutes a day? Not enough?Q: This is enough to understand whether you like the game, gain a couple of levels. And, of course, do not forget that time in the world of Tlalli flows much faster than in ours. These fifteen minutes feel like one and a half to two hours in the game.G: What is the maximum available level in the game?Q: At the moment, players can level up to level 100.J: That is, at this level, all restrictions are removed?in: That's right.J: Well, it's an interesting system. Moving on to the next question: according to rumors, you categorically refuse to create an official portal with information about the game world. What is it connected with?Q: For two reasons. Firstly, we want to allow players to explore the world of Tlalli themselves, to seek and find something unknown, and thus contribute to the unofficial wiki of the project. And secondly, our game evolution system allows the game to evolve consta
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Again a familiar screensaver. Hello, Tlally, or whatever you are. Here I am!A crawler hangs in my memory, which was not useful last time, but here, as with any other prevention, it’s better to be careful! It is quite possible that this time someone will feel the urge to do the same with me as with Rosa or Edik, then I will have at least some chance.Rob, in a gray shirt and trousers tied with a rope, winked at me, threw a pickaxe over his shoulder - the Tlalli map approached, moved up, leaving Coldreach Mountains in the center - we are at home.Five days. In the time that I waited for the game restriction counter to reset, five days had passed in this world. In principle, I can be anywhere, so you should prepare for everything!"Connection successful. Welcome!"I opened my eyes in a familiar hut. But this time, in splendid solitude - the wind blew into the room through the open shutters, playing with the coquettish curtains of the authorship of the same indestructible Agnis, there wa
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But there was no mask with interchangeable oxygen cylinders, there were no faithful Fairies and Frost nearby to protect, save.I twitched, bent, trying to tear the chilling metal from the flesh, but it was too similar to my attempts to cut off the stone stuck to my thigh - blood immediately dripped from my fingers, I staggered from the pain piercing my whole body, and the chain released another appendage that entangled my hands.What's this? Magic? But I read that there is no magic in the game! Therefore, the starting classes are all realistic - warriors, nobles, archers, miners, peasants ...- I see him! A familiar scream was heard.Thaumaturge! - A flash flashed through my head, after which something blunt, heavy and hard flew to me.The world before my eyes faded completely.Thaumaturgy. Blood magic. Officially, it does not exist, and the church catches its adherents and burns them at the stake with pleasure. But if it burns, then it means that it is afraid of something? Are you af
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Robbie A:Hello Russians! How is your nothing? I've got a little problem here while playing, can someone help me?Ferenz L:What do you have there?Robbie A:I just started playing, I have a beautiful girlfriend, the NPCs around are also not bad. But this church...Ferenz L:And what about the church?Robbie A:They accused me of witchcraft and it seems they are going to burn me alive! Who solved this problem?Palyto:Gee.Kubyca:Lol, horse.Ferenz L:In sorcery? But there is no magic in the game! This is realistic fantasy. How did you manage?Robbie A:Yes, you see, I found it here ...I started to type the text - and then erased it. Nowhere, neither on the forum nor on the wiki, have I heard anything similar to my case. No one has found a ruby capable of sticking to the skin like a tick. No one ever wrote that his eyes glowed red. So maybe it's a no-brainer? Shouldn't you flog a fever and talk about everything?Robbie A:Yes, I quarreled with their guards a little, killed a coupl
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And then ... Everything went - as it went. And may there always remain worlds where people are lonely, where it is dark, and icteric palms of maples fall from the sky. One day Avdeyka and his mother... Aunt? The devil will break his leg in their difficult relationship. One way or another, they will definitely get there. Maybe one day they will get to the chair where my reader is bent from loneliness. Who knows, the universe is merciful and loves its children. But it is not exactly. But it is known: today the very first seven testers-gods got up from sleep. Eduardo, Shelly, Alexey, Umbra, Erebus and Nyukta, Selina. Alive, absolutely. Skinny, of course, like a spring rook, but quite sane. Shelly even tried to pick up her son from the distributor, but she was quickly explained that he would definitely be better there. Astrix also did not go away, although he got out from under the dropper. From time to time he walks into other people's dreams, treats him to strange drinks and cigare
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Rob, hurry up! Astrix's voice called. We won't be able to hold him back for long!The scarlet bloody whip in the air was overwhelmed by several multi-colored energy flows at once, trembling with tension. The thaumaturge, gaping, stopped bombarding me with new spells for a change and stared at the doomsday reigning in the sky.Who are you boy? Why did you decide that to treat you the same way as everyone else is the greatest injustice? Where did the thoughts in your head come from that people should be connected by feelings and affections, and not by common interests?I understood what all this battle was about, what the road had led to until now. The boy remained alone all his life, believing that he was just very unlucky, and that somewhere there must be friendly hands, a warm smile and hope for tomorrow - you just need to look properly. About the fact that the world is dying of loneliness, he learned much later, becoming much older.A world that didn't need a boy. A world that aband
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- Un-life. Why don't you rein in your robbers then? - I almost believed it. Nearly. “The corruption is preparing for a massive raid on the lands of the living, which means…- I know. But I'm still an avatar, my abilities are limited. And I can't go anywhere from here. To become a goddess in the fullest sense of the word, I need...— Believers! I slapped my forehead. - Well, of course. Followers, believers, own church.“We can start with the first knights. So... How do you look... - She blushed, looked away. - Well…“Become one of those ugly strategists?— Rob! You are to blame for their appearance! You can look whatever you want!- Nevermind. But you yourself understand - there is some complexity. If I'm next to you on Limbo right now, it most likely means that I'm dead. And a corpse cannot be turned corrupted. An undead connecting rod - you can, but not with Filth.- It's true. But something has changed.- Yes?“You see, two people from the same account came into this world. And one
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"I look into my eyes ... I'll touch my lips. And what to say when I'm gone?" - Asked guitar picks over the black Icelandic beach, and the night was surprisingly warm, not at all suitable for November in the northern latitudes of Limbo.Night again, beach again. Another terrible headache.“Rob, Rob…” Nervous, sensitive fingers stroked my head. “You never get used to the fact that the body is a weapon. Relaxed, believed in the brothers on opposite sides of the barricades. That's what I got. Did you get it?- I cant. I complained without opening my eyes. - I'm tired. Why do they keep killing me? We almost agreed, almost resolved the issue.“We haven’t decided, stupid Robushka. And they couldn't. Understand that from the point of view of Warcraft, it is he who overcomes fifty years of captivity, cut off from his loved one, overcomes obstacle after obstacle, trying to reunite the family. Or at least avenge their deaths. And when he wins, there will be a happy epilogue and everyone will be
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He dissapeared."Spider, come on!" I pleaded.A silent prayer burst out of my chest and spread throughout the Oikumene, and when there was no space between me and the fury of the avenging god, a huge black sword, literally a millimeter above my head, was stopped by a blade of sand.“You should look for an opponent in size,” Astrix smiled white-toothed.So you helped him. Ware said slowly. "It's good that both of you are here!"- And what will you do? Ban me too?- Not.Ware waved his hand, and the glow of the font parted, releasing the already familiar crystal, which contained the powers of the defeated gods. Only this one was much larger, and not empty. Zhdan froze inside him with his mouth wide open from a tearing cry!- Oh, you're a creature. Spider said softly. “You do understand that after this you won’t leave here with your own feet?”- Don't care. I don't care at all! I will kill you both!The clapping of his hands fanned the blood around him, and the magician's body seemed to
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Closed tightly, I almost completely stopped relying on the light, leaving only my new outlandish vision. It gave the picture with spots, intersecting lines, but the brain quickly adjusted itself, and from the flickering in front of the inner gaze, it independently completed a completely three-dimensional picture of the environment. The steps underfoot seemed new, almost untrodden, although the temple itself is definitely more than two thousand years old...However, this is logical. Only a couple of dozen people have walked this road. The senior pantheon came to the Font when it was still an ordinary cave in the mountain, and, of course, no staircase had yet been built. So consider it an untrodden path.Turn after turn, the levels went past - the sacrificial altar, administrative premises, the household unit, the barracks ... Soon, according to the sensations, the ground level also passed. This was told to me by my vision, since nothing has changed in all other parameters. There were n
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The Christmas tree backed away, and I, sinfully squeezing past it in half, stared thoughtfully at my avatar. A savage Amri, a slave by birth, a pacifist by conviction - it was necessary to manage, in such and such a world, to get a lowered pain threshold! Laughter and sin, in general, are obviously cannon fodder, which usually does not survive even the first serious battle.But they survived. And they didn't even get scars. Unless, of course, do not count those inside. And, of course, a snowflake peeking out from under the undergarments. But this is not a scar, but rather a protective mark. Okay, good time to pull, it is already in short supply.- Hey, get up! I called.The spider said something about the reunion of soul and body. But damn, how to implement it? God somehow forgot to mention the technical details - either he really didn’t know, or for him such tricks are so in the order of things that they are not worth clarifying.No answer. Of course."Get up, motherfucker!" I shook
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- What?! I barked. - What nonsense! Xolotl is alive, I personally...- Killed her? Astrix raised an eyebrow. “Finished off what little was left of her?”But you are all alive. You, Ware, other scumbags. What happened to Shelly?- She was already unstable at the time of digitization because of the child, you understand? One and a half consciousness, working out of tune. Technique then simply did not provide for such a situation ... And now, you yourself understand. Pregnancy is a vanishingly rare phenomenon these days.“But she gave birth in those two thousand years.- Both in real life and in virtual, yes. But in real life, the process of childbirth is simply the separation of one from the other without any sacrifice on the part of the psychostructure. In the virtual, everything turned out a little differently.And who did she give birth to? Gary?The spider chuckled.- Does not give you a dream of rest, I see. No, not Gary. Who cares. The main thing is that the rejection mechanism at
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Agnis exhaled convulsively again, but said nothing.— In general, it all started with Haang as the very first. He went to the abyss, where he deposed the archangel. Now all the Filth is in his hands. They do not touch people yet, but they destroyed one cemetery. Guess which one.“The same thing, without the ankh!” I gasped. “So there is no longer any protection between humans and the Filth!”- Right. Khaang's troops catch all living things and turn them into Filth - they accumulate strength. As soon as they accumulate enough, they move on. We have no idea where, but it is clear now: Haang will not be the only corrupted god at the head of this army. Soon the rest will realize where the game is fatter, and against the seven demons, I'm afraid even I can't resist.- Good. What we can do?- Restore balance. Astrix shrugged. — Return the ankh to its homeland, restore the lich of the plundered cemetery. Even one lich can hold back the Filth indefinitely, and if he summons a bone dragon...-
