- The last battle, it's difficult the most... (song) Part IX - Here are those crosses! - Dizzy tried to do- make the sign of the cross. - Well! - The user growled threateningly, - hands I'll pull it out! “Uncle,” Dizzy whined, “let go.” me. - Soooo, Dracula will of course lead them to castle of shadows Well, you're not for me anymore needed,” User waved his hand and two hefty nykh Demon grabbed Dizzy under the arm, - in its magic square, instead of a diamond. Al- Naturally, bring me the ointment. The Dumb Demons grunted vaguely and They pulled Dizzy, green with fear, away. - Well, well, let's see what the AUTHORS put into your VIRTUAL heads, - the User took a sip of his healing elixir and called his beloved into the hall our Gargons, who, in addition to excellent combat qualities, turned out to be not bad as women we... - Fly agarics? - Don't be afraid, they will only give you strength. - So eat them yourself.- Hmm...let it be Karateka first. - I don’t care, my stomach is tinned anyway, - Karateka shrugged and plucked the fly agaric. - Wait. Why don't you want it? - The corporal took the fly agaric and stuffed it into the mouth of the kicking Dracula. - Well? - The Corporal and Karateka stared at Dracula, how do you feel? - Corporal, he was wormy... - How do you feel they ask you? “It smells burnt,” Draku muttered gloomily. la. - Burnt? Hmm, really... hey, Ka- Rateka, look, it looks like he’s dying, - laughed the Corporal, looking at the changed with bulging eyes, Dracula. - I think he's scared... Dracula was really trying to say something say, but a spasm squeezed his throat, he just waved his arms and looked somewhere over the catching Karateka and Corporal. - What's wrong with him? - I don’t know... - RUN!!! - Finally controlling my voice Dracula yelled and rushed towards the forest. - We need to catch up with the pretender, - distorted - muttered the Corporal, shaking the shutter of the marsec. - Kkk... kkk... kaappral... - wheezed Karateka - look around! - Well, what is it, the Virgin Mary appeared, or King Solomon his own Persian... - contract-The corporal did not have time to shoot. The gaze first focused turning into something similar to scales. Then THIS moved. The corporal raised his head higher and I regretted not eating the fly agaric. Vois- it would have been an easy death in comparison with THIS. - Well, are we running or something...? - muttered Cpl. “Uh-huh...” muttered Karateka. Pause slightly taking a long puff, suddenly disappeared and loudly the singing Corporal and Karateka rushed towards the jump across the field. Following them, screaming loudly five membranous wings, the size of an extra- The plane flew, the dragon took off. - KKkkkap... - You don’t have to talk, it looks like I’m already them I won’t stay long, - out of breath from running away - vetil Corporal. - No, I wanted to ask, maybe we are with him can we cope? - Okay, suggest... - The corporal fell on Karateka ground and bent down himself. Above the head A fireball flew past you, dousing you with heat. - I have one spell to challenge “Demon,” Kara said, wheezing from effort. theca. - Where did you get it from? - asked the Corporal, helping to get up. - Dracula gave it, remember when I gave it away - let it go. - Well, what do you propose? - asked Corporal, lookingon a heavily unfolding in the air, for a new attack, a dragon. - Maybe he will detain him? - Karateka already holding the bottle in his hand. - In any case, we no longer have a choice - yes.... - The Corporal said thoughtfully, - Yes - wow, pour it out faster! The karateka uncorked the bottle with his teeth and poured out contents into dust. Light cotton and as if A huge Demon rose from the ground. Be- roaring madly, he headed straight for the Corporal with Karateka. - He must, it seems, obey us! - I should, but how do you tell him this? Meanwhile, the Dragon burst into flames again. Not having managed to jump away, Karateka was left without pants, which, having been burnt, exposed hair, Thick, muscular legs. The fire burned the demon all the wool, which made the air smell of pa- Lennoy chicken. Roaring loudly, the Demon over- jumped up and rushed to meet the landing To the dragon. - Let's run! - The Corporal shouted, grabbing his hand - ku of the stunned Karateka. Remained to the forest just a few steps when he heard a voice behind him howl. - That’s it, good luck to our dragon, it’s fun said the Corporal. - Do you think Corporal, the Demon will use us- roll? - Karateka cautiously looked out from behind tree. “They will all be looking for us,” was heard because ofbushes - Dracula?! Why didn't you run away? - Corporal removed marsec. - You will die here alone, we need now stick together otherwise the result one... - You're right... okay, I'll announce the phone for a while... no amnesty, but only FOR A TIME! - Corporal sat down on a stump. - You are incorrigible, Corporal, he said the same... I can. - Okay, stop talking about what we have. in stock? Two grenades and a marsek cap fell on the ground. rala, club and elixirs of Karateka. Dracula, After hesitation, he took out from somewhere a thin gold sacrificial dagger. “Well, he’s cunning,” the Corporal grinned. While, sighing with remorse, that the princess will be left without Kara- teka sewed pants from crocodile skin, The corporal and Dracula shot the young man Centaur scout and fried the whole food whether. - Karateka, hold the door! - Corporal, there are too many of them! - Try to hold on a little longer! - The corporal moved a hefty cow to the door. body into which an elixir with the inscription was poured "shit" - Now let go!The smell of shit spread through the corridor. Wrapped around the corner, the trio was almost out of breath. Time there was a crash of a broken door and the roar of a transmission returned boiler. - Damn, there are times when it’s shit, no it’s so shitty,” Dracula smiled, people, like a crowd of goblins splashing in the magic logical shit. - Hmm, a good strategic weapon! Two big guys jumped out of the hidden portal. out with clubs. Finished one Corporal from Marsec, stunned another with his fist Karateka. “It’s getting a little hot...” concluded Cap. ral. Dwarfs with halberds fell from the doors ladies. - Here! - Dracula squeezed into the secret door. - Corporal, Karateka!!! - In the middle of the room- naty, behind a pillar of green fire, stood Dis- zi, - Help me! - Oh, I don’t like to climb on other people’s toys, “everything here is topsy-turvy,” he cursed Corporal, unbuttoning his fly, - Well, why are you tired? curled? Help, the fires are only put out yes. Through joint efforts, we managed to extinguish sew a small passage. - Corporal, you think globally! - B in the doorway, leaning against the jamb, stood User.- Back! - The Corporal yelled and threw first one, then another grenade. Explosion only slightly stunned User, who continued smile, shook off his raincoat from the rising dust. - All guys, the show is over. I don't even It’s a pity to kill you, you fought so heroically Yes, but you are too active, - User Makhul hand and from behind five Centaurs came out with bows. - Corporal, we shouldn’t have told that boy in the forest ate, they won’t forgive us for this,” he whispered Dracula. Slowly the bowstrings stretched, golden sparks impatiently sparkling at the deadly concentrations nerds, did not bode well. - Take your time, Lamer! - From the condensed in the middle of the air hall, Elbo came out Smogg, Torquemada and Lord of the Shadows, Ra- garil. - I'm User! - For some reason, scared, I screamed - chatted User. - You're lying! You are Lamer. Only Lamer could so get into the VIRTUAL WORLD, - Ragaril took out the mutilated Magic'om from his pocket Disc. - Why are you standing? Kill them! - Yelled at Centaur Lamer. - It's all over, we've brought the shipping the block is in order, - Elbo waved his hand and A portal appeared under Lamer's feet. -Nooooooo! - light flash and The False User is gone. - Everything is good, that's good ends! (R.I.P.) Part X - Thank you Corporal, the Virtual World is not for you will forget! - Please. I hope you will raise your rank? - The corporal looked at Dracula. - Hmmm... How should I say this... - What?! - The Corporal's eyes became bloodshot - yu, - Did you give Dizzy a box of vodka? Karateka disabled? Dracula! To the Real World from- let me in!!! But you can’t make me Ge- neralom?!! - Corporal, you are the hero of the GAME. How were you Cap- ral, so you will remain so until Why don't the AUTHORS write a sequel where it's already they will appoint you not as a Corporal, but as a General Dzhonlan. - Freaks!!! - The corporal was beside himself. - Come on Corporal, what kind of childishness is this? - Bastards, get involved with these... - Corporal, well, we’ll give you two boxes of vodka- Rome... - The cattle are lousy...- Or, a whole arsenal of magical weapons! - Scoundrels, scoundrels... - Do you want Dracula to Transylvania? will we return? - ...!!!!!..!.!!!.!!!!.!.!.!.!.!.!.... As you can see, the end of this story is a bit sad. Although the Corporal did not receive a General la, but still didn’t remain offended. Agreed sitting on twenty boxes of vodka, a bottle secret weapon "shit" and the assurance of Av- tor in writing the sequel, Corporal Ver- went to Transylvania... The End
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