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— And die at every meeting with Thomas and other avatars. Ware interrupted.- Why would you?“You spoke so confidently about your plans that for a second I even believed that you were fully aware of the consequences, ready to constantly run and hide.- Who are you hiding from? Why would?"The spider didn't tell you?"Astrix chuckled.“He’s been hinted at so many times today… I’m afraid if he doesn’t guess everything himself, I’ll be very disappointed in him.”Me too, my enemy.Both gods gave me a sympathetic look, and I felt like an idiot. Once again, it's time to start getting used to it.Yes, of course! Enemy! Okay, I'm sorry that I was a little tired, upset, plus I was shocked by the old man's statement that the Amri village would soon be replenished, and I was involved in this.But now it's time to start thinking! A blind priest, acolytes, in the end, Warcraft himself… They all knew, they saw the mark of the Enemy on me — another god, despite the fact that I didn’t praise Astrix a
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The old priest, beside himself with happiness, unmistakably found my shoulder and laid his withered palm:- My boy. My boy…” he repeated, looking past me and smiling. “I’ve been going to this for so long, I’ve been waiting for so long ... Will I really be present at the awakening of Warcraft!”“Well, well, father,” I embarrassedly looked away, although it was clear that there was no eye contact at all, “I came here for this, remember? “Yes, but the act of awakening is an act of good will. You yourself must call God to our world, home, no one has the right to force you. And you may not want to.— Yes, I understood everything.“Come, I will take you to your chambers so that you clear your thoughts and leave a letter to the executor.” - The old man let go of my shoulder and, turning around, trotted to the corridor leading to the guest wing.- Soul ... What?“Of course, there are far fewer servants of the couple now than fifty years ago, and we will not be able to hold a holiday worthy o
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"Rob, don't sleep! Now is your way out!"“The Stranger calls for Warcraft, we call for Warcraft!” The amazingly strong and clear voice of the blind priest easily interrupted both the muttering of the novices and even the hum of the wormhole. - Wake up!— The Stranger is calling. The hall immediately became crowded from the feeling of some irresistible force, similar to the one that crushed me to the ground under the gaze of the bone dragon. Psychic attack? - Wake up. I muttered.We are a slave, we have no name. We have always waited for the return of the one who will give us strength and purpose, arm us with knowledge and lead us forward, burn cities and build our temples on their ruins. We are a slave, we have no history.Somewhere I have already heard this."Rob, then everything is behind you," whispered in consciousness again."Vessel of the Void and Unbreakable Bonds. Did you know from the beginning?!""Of course I did, you bastard! Do you think you just got those abilities just
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Yes, mere trifles, like Roza, who destroyed the department, and Edik, who has been collecting himself piecemeal for a month now. And the second one is fine - he himself was at risk, but what about the girl? Unclear.Shrugging my shoulders, I dived into the underground passage leading to the subway and half an hour later I was at home.Home Sweet Home. Boxes with protein bars, batteries with mineral water and a comfortable chair, where you can lie down to sleep if necessary. Nothing fancy, perfect place for a loner like me.Actually, I'm going to sleep now.— Run DP4, direct connection!And I dived into an unprecedentedly real and alive, in comparison with the previous episode, the world of "Far Search"!"Commander," Frost reported. - The squad is fully equipped with weapons and protection! Some fighters wished to keep their more familiar gunpowder weapons, I allowed it, since they are not embarrassed by the extra heaviness.- Accepted. How are things with psi-defense?- Built into the
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I sighed and ordered:- Open it.Antey was the first to run into the test, carefully clutching the printer to his chest, other fighters followed him.Thirty seconds.Enough to activate the emergency flooding system, attach explosives with a timer to the control panel and installation ring, and, escaping from the rising water, jump!And immediately dive, roll away from the offensive grenade that flopped into my place!— Conquista, damn it. How did they find us so quickly!“These are back with protection!” Faye screamed. They all seem to be like this now!“Nothing, you won’t take us so easily!” Antaeus?“Twenty seconds to reload!”Here is the main difference and minus in all other respects of a wonderful weapon. Extremely low rate of fire.I looked around the building we were in. Or rather, ruins. Once there was a school or some kind of house of creativity, but time and war did not spare him. The ceilings, riddled with bullets and burns from weapons like Manyuni, held only miraculously,
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- What is it?— Exo-skaf! - Antaeus answered, knocking down the lock with a blow of an armored fist. - Armor like a tank, servos and heat dissipation systems that almost double Manyuni's rate of fire!“So, super-protection?”- Yes! That is, no. It will not protect against psi, and if they take control of me, you will have a very sour.— He, Froze, look at our friend's armor? We don't need a juggernaut in the rear.Let's see, Commander. Fros nodded. “But first, let’s mend the wounded.” What are our resources?- In excess of carbon, iron and aluminum. Fay said. - For the initial deployment of the base is enough, but for something more serious you already need to look.- Will you stand on the unloading of drawings?“If you promise me a shower and a piece of meat for dinner.”— There is stew in the refrigerator. Antey responded, examining the new thing with loving eyes.- It will do. I'll start with the hospital, perhaps. Faye nodded to us and disappeared from above. Soon, a thoughtful bu
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Only now did I pay attention to what was happening around, to shapeless piles of meat, blood flowing in rivers on the paving stones ...And folded in half in a fit of nausea. I hadn’t eaten anything yet since morning, and the surgical operation cleared what was of the younger gods, so I had to vomit bile - bitter, sour, which made it even worse.“Wow, what a sissy,” Ware grinned dismissively, pulling himself into my chest. Also a blood mage. How are you going to reach the heights of mastery if you are sick of flesh and blood?“I… Kh… I'm not going to achieve anything. I would like Foma. — The flimsy man went.Warcraft clapped his hands, and a wave ran in our direction from the open ocean. Unusual, too tight, too fast. She looked at us and saw!- What is it?- Where?- Wave.- Cleaner.The water reached the very pier and, ignoring all the laws of physics, climbed up the piles, along the walls, with a contented rumbling, pounced on the scraps of meat, acting quickly and with pleasure.
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What a touching family. You are so protective of each other, so protective. Real heroes, right? - The fingers on the necks closed even tighter. “But you both went to watch how the Inquisition burned and hanged sorcerers, including those who were innocently slandered. They stood and clapped their hands, didn't they? Yes?Warcraft stood and bored looked at how the priest and his daughter were suffocating. - I'll ask again - where are Khaang and Foma? Priest, if you are such a hero, have pity on your daughter. She's out of breath, and in two minutes she'll be irrevocably dead."I'll tell you everything, sorcerer!" The priest couldn't resist. Just don't hurt her.- I'm listening to! And don't you dare lie to me. — I released the priest to the floor. - Speak.- Let her go. he asked, rubbing his neck with a clearly visible red mark of his fingers. - I'll tell you everything."The sooner you tell her, the sooner she'll start breathing again."- Okay, I'll tell you everything! - He hurried.
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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...-
