Chapter 12 Chapter 3

After leaving Edinburgh, I should have been wary of something like this happening again. But I let my guard down.The tree-lined streets, the bubbling water in the ditches, the tumultuous markets of the Orientals, the solemn domes of the mosques, the overly hospitable reception of the Darkbringer next door, and the Lightbringer--all things are very different from Scotland. different.It seems that all the difficulties lie in finding the former magician, rather than revealing the conspiracy of the world.Hundreds of people cordoned off our house.There were cops, heavily armed Special Forces soldiers, and pimple-faced, skinny bean sprouts who couldn't hold their guns steady.In order to take us, almost all the troops in the vicinity were used.

But all this is in vain.Without my help, Alisher single-handedly took down one or two hundred attackers. Unfortunately, every soldier carrying out the blockade wore an amulet. Each other can evade the control of magic and protect the others.Others don't need to have high mana to wear amulets for hundreds of people.Because the magic itself that affects human consciousness is very simple, it does not require powerful energy.To put it bluntly: mind-controlling magic works like a knife, not a bazooka.There is no need for a tank's armor plate to deal with magic, only a thin blade can be solved.With only the power of "Fireball", "Silver Gun", and "Fire Wall", I can set an entire block of the city on fire.To counter it, talismans and amulets with greater energy are needed.But to bend attackers to your will and defeat them, first remove their amulets.This requires great skill.There are dozens of mind-controlling shields, and I have no way of knowing which ones they use.Typically (at least I do) each shield consists of two or three spells chosen at random.For example, some soldiers use "Magician's Shield" and "Heart Like Water", while others use "Negiate Everything", "Freeze Mind", and "Control Mind".

It is not an easy task to prescribe the right medicine to the case!What's more, it is still a long-distance casting spell, which is even more difficult. "I was being followed," Alisher said.Right now I'm standing by the window, using "deny everything" to protect myself, thinking about how to deal with the fighters who surround the house. "I don't know what happened, but they followed from the airport. I felt followed all the way, but I didn't see anyone. Then, when... when I left from my acquaintance...they tried to Catch me. Twenty of them. Not a single other! I try to avoid them, but they always find me!"

I was discovered myself.Despite my magic, several soldiers apparently saw me.So they wore detector charms in addition to the amulets.What "telepathy", "see-through eyes", "revealing the original shape"... These magical weapons with various names are dazzling.For thousands of years, the light messengers and the dark messengers have tried various methods to deceive each other. Is there any way, all methods are now used against us. "How did you get away?" I walked away from the window. "Through the Twilight Realm. It's just..." Alisher hesitated. "They were actually waiting to catch me in the Twilight Realm. Someone was guarding the second floor of the Twilight Realm...I quickly slipped away."

"Who is on guard? The messenger of light or the messenger of darkness?" Alisher swallowed, smiled unnaturally and said: "I think it's a monster." "Nonsense." I tried hard to restrain the urge to curse. "There are no monsters at all." "There is no such thing in Moscow, but we have it here," Timur vowed when I turned my gaze to the door leading to the office of the dark power. "Anton, believe me, it wasn't the dark messengers who did it. They didn't have to attack us, and they attracted ordinary people. The Inquisition will cut off their heads!"

I nodded, not suspecting the Samarkand day watchman patrol team at all. "Contact Tashkent, contact command," I ordered. "Let them stop these guys." "How to contact?" Timur didn't understand what I meant. "Contact in a human way! Use the telephone contact methods of the Ministry of National Defense and the Ministry of Internal Affairs. At the same time, call the Inquisition to report this matter!" "How do you say it?" Valentina Ilyinichna took out an old-fashioned mobile phone. "Let's say our situation is critical. The great peace treaty between the forces of light and the forces of darkness has been abandoned. The information of others has been provided to mankind. Those guys have bewitched mankind to resist the patrols. They have illegally used and spread magic and violated the power distribution agreement. ...in short: Violations of Articles 1, 6, 8, 11, and 16 of the Appendix to the Great Peace Treaty. I think that will suffice.”

Valentina Ilyinichna was already on the phone.I looked out the window again.Soldiers sat behind the fence and waited.The guns were pointed at our houses.The walls are so strong that if someone shoots directly through the compacted grass, the bullet will pass right through... "Oh, how beautiful it is!" Alfonki exclaimed suddenly.He was still sitting at the table munching on the sausage with relish.The glass was full of wine, but the brandy bottle on the table was empty. "Violation of the Addendum to the Great Peace Treaty! Now it's all clear, yes, perfectly clear! Order, sir!"

I turn away.Alfonky is so lucky—before he met Gesar, he was as stupid as Jayonna, but now all hopes are pinned on him... "Get out, guys," I said. "I'm sorry that this situation has arisen." "Anton, can you drive them away?" Nogil asked with a glimmer of hope. "Kill them directly, don't let them go." Someone is banging on the door to the dark power's office.Timur walked to the door, said a few words, and opened the door.Two sentry dark emissaries ran in.It can be seen from their panicked expressions that they just found out that they were surrounded, and now they came to ask what happened.

"What are you doing, Lightbringer?" growled the older one. "How did you attract these guys?" "Quiet." I held up my hand. "Shut up." He still knows the times, so he doesn't make a sound. "The current situation is consistent with the content of the first article of the appendix to the treaty," I said.Alfonky belched loudly.I couldn't help squinting at him, but the old man poured another full glass of brandy as if no one was there, covered his mouth with his hand, and gasped for breath.I continued: "Someone has informed humans about our Others. According to the Prague agreement, under the current situation, as the highest-ranking magician, I will assume the responsibility of commanding all the Others on the scene. All the Others!"

The young Darkbringer looked at his older companion.The latter frowned, nodded and said: "Give me an order, Senior Magician." "The scouts are surrounded," I said. "Destroy all documents and magical equipment. Start action now." "How do we evacuate?" asked the young Dark Emissary. "Are you using a shield?" I shook my head and said: "I'm afraid their bullets are also cursed. They can only leave from the Twilight Realm." "Oh, I, Alfonky, have been to the Twilight!" cried the old man. "Alfonky can roam the twilight world!"

"Alfonky, you, me, and Alisher," I ordered. "leftover……" Alisher looked at me uneasily and muttered: "Monster..." "The rest cover us," I ordered. "Why!" The young dark emissary finally couldn't hold back anymore. "us……" I waved my hand, and he immediately bent over and shrank into a ball, covering his stomach with his hands, and moaned in pain. "Because it's my order," I explained, easing his pain. "Because I am a senior magician, and you are only level five, understand?" "Understood." Although the scene was frightening, the Dark Emissary's answer could not hear the slightest anger.He tried to disobey the order, but was punished, thus acknowledging my rights as a high magician.Of course, he will write a lot of complaints to the Inquisition in the future, but now he can only obey. Meanwhile, inspectors are destroying office facilities and documents.The elder Darkbringer works alone, but everything he does seems to be under control, and the destruction spell has locked the target in advance-the safe.Smoke was coming from the keyhole, all the papers were cursed, and the papers on the table were curling, yellowing, and crumbling to ashes.The Lightbringer set everything on fire with his hands.Their enthusiasm was high: Timur forced a spinning fireball with metal stuck in the middle into the safe in front of my face, and the fireball exploded inside the box. "They seem to have quieted down," Alisher said uneasily, looking out the window. "They could see the smoke right away." They have seen it.A voice with a strong accent came from the loudspeaker: "Terrorists! You are surrounded! Put down your weapons and get out of the house one by one! Otherwise we will attack!" "What nonsense . . . " said Valentina Ilyinichna angrily. "It turned out to be a terrorist!" Then Alisher stepped away from the window, shards of glass flying everywhere.A small metal cylinder spun around its axis several times before falling to the floor. "Let's retreat!" I yelled and sneaked into the twilight world.After enduring the heat of Samarkand, the coldness of the first layer of the Dusk was even pleasant. At this time, the dark surroundings suddenly brightened.I never thought that the human world would have such dazzling light.Fortunately, no piercing screams were heard in the Twilight Realm. I didn't expect the sound and light grenade of the special forces to be so terrifying to others.Only Valentina Ilyinichna entered the twilight world with me.Here she looked young and slender, not thirty years old. The other inspectors circled the room helplessly: some rubbed their eyes, some scratched their ears.Sound and light grenades can blind them for ten to twenty seconds.Therefore they cannot enter the Twilight Realm now. "Help everyone!" I called to Valentina.He also rushed to the door.I opened the door and looked out - now I was in the twilight world, far away from our ordinary world. The attack has begun.The attacks were violent and disorderly.Ten special forces ran to the gate, while soldiers behind the fence were firing at the windows.Even if someone smart could think of creating a combined force of police, military, and Special Forces, the attack would be as haphazard as usual.I watched a commando fall with his arms outstretched—he was shot in the back.To be precise, only a bruise was left on his body, and the stormtroopers wore bulletproof vests. At this moment several shooters started targeting me, the situation is not optimistic.They may wear "see-through eyes", or they may be "revealing their true colors".The situation is very critical.The spell greatly enhances the lethality of the bullet.Many things can exist in the real world and the first layer of the twilight at the same time, and these things are all deadly magic. I bent down a little—fortunately, the enemy didn't speed up, and I had a clear advantage in speed.I waved my hand, letting energy flow from my fingertips.Fire rained down from the sky, and a wall of smoking flames appeared in front of the attackers.How about it, buddy, dare to drill into the fire? They dare not.They stopped (one guy ran too fast and put his face into the burning fire, then ran howling) and started to retreat with guns raised. Of course, they ended up not being able to shoot me.I went back inside and set the suspicious sign of the Night's Watch on fire with a fireball.My blood is boiling and my chest is full of anger. Want to fight, great, then let's play war games! The spell on the gate is "Absolute Lockdown" (there are actually two of these spells, the other being for inanimate objects, which didn't work).On the wall is a "protective shield" with limited magic power, and the magic power of the spell can last for five minutes under the fire of the machine gun.Of course, the attacker will find that the situation is not good.But at present, it is impossible to evacuate without anyone noticing. Two dark emissaries entered the twilight world one by one.Behind them came the explosion of grenades.The older one tried to smash the window with something and I grabbed his hand. "what are you doing?" He smiled and bared his crooked teeth.Unexpectedly, an extremely ordinary low-level magician with dark power has such a face! "Put a curse on their pants too, it's just a small trick." "Okay," I agreed. "Just don't do it here, first pay attention to protecting your own people." Timur entered Twilight, followed by Alisher, who dragged Murat along.Only Nogier was still rubbing his eyes, not recovering, he was blind for the longest time. "Alisher, take Alfonki!" I yelled. We went up to the old man, who was still sitting at the table, eager to dip his whole body into the inexhaustible bottle of brandy. "I'll count to two," I said. "One, two..." We jumped out of the twilight world and lifted Alfonki up from the table.Then I grabbed the bag of odds and ends with my free hand and slung it over my shoulder.Gunshots roared in my ears, bullets rebounded from the protective shield jingled, and crimson flames were shining outside the window.The moment we dragged the old man into the twilight world, he nimbly took another sip from the bottle. "Ahhh!" Alfonky yelled angrily, pumping his fists in the air—the bottle fell in the Ordinary World. "Ah, my delicacies are gone!" "Master, now is not the time to think about delicious food," Alisher said patiently.His patience is a bit unbelievable. "The enemy has attacked and we are retreating." "We will not surrender to the enemy!" Afonki said passionately. "Ready to fight!" Eventually Nogil also entered the Twilight Realm.I took a look at this impromptu team: four low-level emissaries of light, two low-level emissaries of darkness, one is Alisher who has been tested on Moscow Street, and there is one burden-Afonki.But...it's not too bad.Even if the high-level magician who appeared in Scotland is hiding nearby, we can deal with it. "Withdraw!" I ordered. "Alisher, bring Alfonki! Valentina, Timur—you retreat first! Put on the magic shields for everyone." We go straight through the wall.If we are on the second level of the twilight, the wall does not exist for us at all.But it is real on the first floor of the Twilight Realm.It can even stop us from moving.But there you can run through almost anything. We entered the Twilight Realm through the wall.Only Afonki's foot got stuck, and he kicked so hard that he dropped a sneaker into the wall.Now the shoe is hanging on the first level of the twilight, and it will slowly rot in a few months.If the building remained intact after the attack, sensitive people could spot it with a glance. Where we broke out the blockade was tighter.The five gunmen stared at the solid wall with wide eyes. They were extremely puzzled, not knowing where it came from.But two of them were enchanted, and they found us.I don't know what we look like—ordinary people jumping out of the wall, or transparent shadows.At no point did the shooter have an expression of excitement on his face, just fear, ready to shoot.Valentina is really a master, her spell has invisible power, and the Kalashnikov automatic rifle that kept firing in the soldier's hand stopped abruptly.Temur threw a fireball from the Twilight Realm and ignited the barrel of the gun. These guys are wasting their time in vain! Yeah, these two couldn't shoot anymore.But the guys who couldn't see us spotted the fireball burning in the sky, so they started shooting at it.Maybe it was out of fear, maybe they got the order to shoot. At first I thought Timur didn't have a protective shield.The bullet literally went right through him.I saw bullets one after another punched countless holes in his back.He fell on his back, and that's when I realized he was wearing a protective shield, just on his chest, and the shield's magic power was limited. Enchanted bullets can penetrate magic shields.This scene has been staged in Edinburgh! "Jim!" Nogil yelled, leaning over his friend. "Jim!" The reason why Nogil was able to survive was thanks to the disorderly bullets whizzing past the top of his head. Before I could do anything, Murat was already firing back. They don't have many spells to choose from.These provincial magicians are no longer used to fighting, and their natural magical powers are too limited to fight one-on-one duels with ordinary people who can kill others. The weapon used by Murat is the "Silver Sword", and I am not familiar with his practice.Theoretically, this spell can only kill the other of the dark forces as well as the vicious and vicious humans.In fact, you can become a monk who spends time praying so that the spells don't hurt you.Any act of aggression and fear and cowardice will make a person very vulnerable to the sharp blade of the light forces. The behavior of these Uzbek boys in military uniform was an act of aggression in itself, which also brought great fear to them. The "Silver Sword" cut the four soldiers in half like an old sickle for cutting wheat ears, and they were bleeding profusely, which was horrible.The fifth soldier dropped his gun and ran away, howling like crazy.Even in the twilight world, his movements seem to be extremely fast - how fast he runs! I caught up with Murat, who stayed where he was. The "Silver Sword" melted in his hands.He seemed to be in a dream, his eyes became quiet and peaceful.From the eyes of the magician I found the answer. everything is over.He has left me. I sat down next to Nogil, shook his shoulders and said: "Let's go." He turned to me, and said with great terror: "They killed Timur!" "I know. Let's go." Nogil shook his head vigorously and said: "No! We can't leave him..." "Leave him! The enemy won't get his body, it will melt in the Twilight. We're going there sooner or later. Let's go." He shook his head again. "Go. The Light Forces need you." Nogil began to groan in pain, but stood up anyway.His eyes lingered on Murat.Nogil shook his head vigorously again, as if he wanted to put too much pain behind him.He threw himself on Murat, trying to grab his hand. He catches nothing, Murat is melting, he will disappear into the twilight world.It will even disappear faster than Timur's body.The magician of the Light Forces had to go through a lot to be convinced that he had the right to kill the four soldiers.I might be able to hold on, but not Murat. "Evacuate!" I slapped Nogil. "withdraw!" Still under control, he followed me out of the office, which was still under attack, and his two comrades—one dead, the other dying.Valentina went first, and the Darkbringer walked with her.Alisher dragged Alfonky, who was sober and quiet.Nogil and I are the queen. The enemy started shooting behind us again, and the shouts of soldiers caught my attention.I erected the "wall of fire" again, and at the same time couldn't resist throwing a small fireball into the "Peugeot" car beside the wall.The car ignited a raging fire, adding a little French style to the surrounding Asiatic scenery. It is much easier to retreat in the chaos.Besides, in the Twilight Realm, the walls around the yard are full of holes, and the adjacent houses don't exist at all.We ran down the empty avenue to an intersection, then turned onto the lane leading to the market.Every road here seems to lead to the market... Nogier whimpers and curses.Alfonky kept looking left and right, watching in amazement the battle that had reached a fever pitch around the empty building.In the confusion, the attackers appeared to start shooting at each other. Darkbringer fared a bit better.Valentina Ilyinichna walked in the middle, and the Dark Messenger stood guard on both sides very professionally.I even feel like we've lost track.This is an unforgivable mistake for a senior magician. After all, I never really believed in monsters. In traditional European culture, it refers to a monster made of clay, wood or even metal.Russians affectionately call wooden monsters dolls, although the last magical puppet was wiped out in the eighteenth century.I don't know what modern people call them.In class we learned to make dolls, which were fun and rewarding - a doll brought to life could walk, perform simple tasks, even talk...but after a few minutes it would be reduced to ashes.In order for wooden dolls to survive even for a few days, magicians must have strong magic power and superb skills. Experienced magicians don't need dull puppet dolls.Giving life to a block of iron or metal is even more difficult—I remember one time Sveta made Najushka a moving doll out of paper clips, but the doll took only three steps and lost its life forever.Clay is extremely malleable, suitable for animal modeling, and can maintain magic power for a long time, but it is rarely used to make monsters now. And there used to be monsters in the East.Rather, people thought they had happened.It was actually a monster, but without any material components: they were twilight lumps of energy awakened, powerful cyclones.According to legend, creating such genies (the Arabs called them goblins) was a form of examination for becoming a magician of the highest rank.The first step is to make the monster, and the second step is to make it obey orders.Some magicians screw up in the first step, and the fate of the magician who makes a fool of himself in the second step is even more tragic. I think monsters are just a legend.At best, it was one or two rare successful experiments by ancient senior magicians.So, I naturally feel that there are no monsters anymore.But local scouts seem convinced of its existence. But their energies are limited and they cannot be spotted. The young Darkbringer—I never knew his name—shouted, waving his hands as if to drive away something invisible.His body was lifted quickly, flew through the air, and then stopped in mid-air two stories high, he shouted and twitched violently.To my shock, his sides seemed to be wrinkled by the giant's palms, his clothes began to burn, and his cry became hoarse and weak. Then an arc-shaped band of blood spurted out from his body.In an instant, his strangled body fell heavily from the air to the ground. "Put on the shield!" Alisher yelled. I didn't harden my defenses.First of all - I don't know if it can handle monsters.Secondly—the only one here who can contend with monsters is me. In the blink of an eye, I sneaked into the second layer of the twilight world. Immediately I saw the monster. It is woven of wisps of smoke and raging fire, and its body stretches freely, which reminds me of goblins in Arabian legends.The whole body of the monster is gray, and the flames are also dark gray, with only a few faint red marks.It has no feet.The torso curled up into the body of a snake, constantly swimming on the ground.The ground beneath it steamed like wet sheets under an iron.Its head and hands, and even the erect genitals on the snake's body looked the same as those of humans, only much larger—the monster's height was five to five and a half meters—and these organs were also composed of green smoke and raging fire.Its eyes shot crimson flames, the only bright color on the monster and the second layer of the twilight. At the moment when the monster was about to attack Valentina, it saw me.The monster roared excitedly and swam towards me nimbly.Why are reptiles so popular now?In Scotland it is a double-headed snake, in Uzbekistan it is a half-snake, half-human monster. I tried to throw a fireball at the monster, but it didn't work at all. The flame ball melted in the monster's body, and then the three-edged knife also melted.The monster just trembled, but didn't slow down. bring it on…… I let energy flow through my hands and forge a "silver sword".This may be the support of Murat's spirit in heaven.However, it seems that the trick I learned from the Uzbek magician was in vain. The "Silver Sword" passed through the monster's body, but it was unscathed.There is no time for me to consider the reasons for failure.The monster became even more arrogant, waving its giant hand and slashing at me, but luckily I avoided it.But the monster cunningly attacked me with its snake-like tail, which caught me off guard.I fell to the ground and kept rolling.The monster approached me, giggling triumphantly, and I couldn't get up.For some reason I felt no fear at all, but the monster's erect genitals made me sick.The monster grabbed the genitals with one hand and waved it. It masturbated for a while, and then tried to use it as a fire stick to beat me hard.Am I going to die under the dick of this stupid monster?I gave up the idea of ​​rebuilding the "Silver Sword", accumulated energy on the palm of my hand, and then made a gesture of death to the monster. The goblin shuddered and scratched his hit chest with his free hand.Silky wisps of smoke floated from behind its palm.Then the monster laughed again, and it was still holding on to the penis just like before, except that it was now as long as a softball bat.There was a wave of heat around the monster.It wasn't a living warmth, but like waves around a burning campfire. Monsters are not as stupid as imagined.In fact, I was even more confused, and actually made a death gesture to an inanimate object. "Fairies, mangy dogs, disciples and grandchildren of ghosts and monsters!" A familiar voice came from behind the monster.Afangji was able to enter the second layer of the Twilight Realm!Not only did he come in, he grabbed hold of the monster's tail and tried to pull it away from me! The monster turned away slowly, as if wondering who would have dared to be so presumptuous to it.It no longer scratched its own chest, but raised a huge fist at the old man.This punch is sure to send the old man to hell. I hastily screened all the information related to the monster—from the knowledge I learned in class to the little stories I heard from Semyon—in my mind.A monster is a monster.Monsters are destined to be destroyed!Monsters...monsters...mysterious monsters, clear monsters, unrestrained monsters, monsters for fun, wooden monsters...I also thought of plastic monsters that couldn't be made...thought of spells against monsters...Olga I once talked about... a kind of magic that seems to be outdated... The spells to deal with monsters are not complicated in principle, but they need to consume a huge amount of energy... "Turn into ashes!" I quickly stretched out my hand to the monster and shouted loudly.Now everything depends on whether my gestures are accurate.This is an inducing gesture commonly used by magicians when performing hypnosis. It is similar to the ordinary gesture of contempt, except that the little finger is used instead of the thumb to extend forward.Back then we practiced finger skills for a whole month, and it seems that the hard work pays off.Now any pianist would be jealous of us... The monster was stunned.Then slowly turned to me.The red flames in its eyes have been extinguished.Now it whined softly like a spanked puppy.It let go of its hands, and the shed genitals scattered countless sparks, like sawdust flying from a campfire.Then its fingers began to fall off.The monster no longer wailed. It sobbed and stretched out its fingerless hands to me. Its eyes were already blind, and it just kept shaking its head helplessly. This is how the great Eastern magician tamed monsters... I kept holding the death gesture while letting the energy flow through my body.After a long time—about three minutes on the second floor of the Twilight—the monster was finally reduced to ashes. "It's cold, isn't it?" Alfonki said with a jump.He walked over to the wreckage of the monster and rubbed his hands together to keep warm.Then he spit on the remaining ashes and muttered: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked..." "Thanks, Alfonky," I said, rising from the hoarfrost.The second layer of the twilight world is unusually cold.Fortunately, I didn't lose my satchel. It's still dangling on my shoulder. It's a miracle.Isn't this miracle similar to Svetlana's spell? "Thank you, sir. Come on, you cannot stay here long." "Ah, thank you, Hercules." Alfonki said excitedly. "Did you thank me? Then I will be proud for the rest of my life! The fighter who defeated the monster actually praised me!" I grabbed his elbow and dragged him into the first floor of the twilight world.In order to eliminate monsters, I have consumed a huge amount of energy, so it is difficult for me to stay in the Twilight Realm.

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