Having gone down a bit, the East Wind heard a thud, as if someone was beating metal on a stone. The rope ladder, on the reliability of which he so rashly counted on, jerked and broke off. Seeing that another 40 meters to the floor, the detective swore dirtyly, but that did not help him. After a short but unforgettable flight, his legs touched the floor with a terrible crunch. Severe pain cut through the mind, but quickly disappeared as it appeared. Wind had 70% immersion, which greatly weakens the effects of injuries, so that the detective could almost immediately get back to his feet, getting out of the ropes. Suddenly, something hard hit him in the ribs, causing a firework of obscene sensations.

From the second strike, the detective managed to recoil, retaining the points of lives that had already sagging badly. He was attacked by a low-level creature armed with a hammer. The kick has thrown off the puny creature, depriving it of most of its lives. The wind jumped to finish off the enemy, but was forced to dodge the attack of another creature with a pickaxe. The second opponent was taller, somewhat shorter and more muscular. Even the skin was different, not green, like the first, but gray, as if the product was of a different kind. At other times, East Wind would be interested in these differences, but now he was more concerned about the third generation, also green, standing at a distance and aiming at him from a crossbow. This is already dangerous. The damage from the crossbow bolt did not depend so much on the characteristics of the character, but on the quality of the crossbow itself. A good crossbow can be dangerous even in inept hands, and from a distance of several meters all the more.

The wind grinned, dodging a hammer and pulling out a long knife. He is not so weak to be afraid of several creatures. A fast light gray creature leaped out of the nearest corridor. The detective smeared a knife on him, but he deftly dodged the blow. In the distance there were still hurried steps. Good mood evaporated as quickly as it came. He recalled that the creatures live only in large groups, if he got into their lair, then in direct melee he doesn’t have many chances to survive. The detective was very surprised when he saw a player appear from around the corner with two batons in his hands. Arinthal Boring, level 12.

- And here he is! It is time to end with this circus, it is too long. This is not a den of creatures, it is his minions, and there are not many minions. - thought Wind, sticking a knife into a spawn with a hammer, which immediately sank to the floor with a bag. The detective allowed the light gray creature to hit on its own, so that with a strong blow it would slam it into the wall.Having dodged the crossbow arrow and the spell fired by Arinthal, the Wind blocked the attack with a pickaxe. If the enemy had a comparable level of power, then a rough weapon would stick out of his head now, but the difference in levels would allow the impossible to be accomplished. Out of the corner of his eye, the detective noticed a strange reaction from the player. Arintal grabbed the creature holding the crossbow by the elbow and darted around the corner so quickly that the crossbow fell out of the monster's hands. A second later, the rod leaned out from around the corner and fired a yellow beam at the ceiling. There was a terrible roar, the ceiling collapsed, burying the surprised detective under him.

A little earlier.

That day my virtual life went on as usual, nothing foreshadowed problems. As usual, I went to the shop for food, which I had to do more and more often. Returning to the mansion, I found that the bed was pushed aside, and some strange type was climbing the stairs down. My calculation on the fact that no one would be interested in the house without serious protection, and if it became interested, it would not be searched carefully, it was not justified. This player, in non-eye-catching clothing that looks like everyday, still got into the wrong place. I thought that maybe he wanted to go down faster, so I took an ax (I always keep it under my pillow) and with a pair of blows I cut the ropes holding the ladder. The indecent words rushed from below, then the melodious crunch of the bones of my intruder was heard. He was still lucky, quickly went down, he would know how I was tortured to climb 50 meters up and down every time. I activated the scroll that teleported me directly to the dungeon I had created. Over the previous week, I thoroughly expanded it, now it had several floors, something like a warehouse, and, of course, rooms for my wives and future wife. Having run into the warehouse, I grabbed the batons of rupture and collapse and ran to the entrance.

All my creatures have already managed to respond to the invasion, but the situation was depressing. The intruder, whose level I had not seen, easily dodged the blows and shots of my subordinates. When he saw me, he smiled and, as if gaining a second wind, in a couple of seconds he dealt with two minions. It was obvious that the birth with a pickaxe, to which his mother, Star, did not give the name, would not last longer than a few seconds, so I decided to proceed to plan B. Grasping Brim, who unsuccessfully sent an uninvited guest for the arrow, I hid behind angle, applying the "Rod of the collapse."

Hell's roar shook the dungeon. Brim and I barely managed to run away from a place that was rapidly filling up with stones. The system at a furious pace bombarded me with messages, but I waved them away, like annoying flies. Then I read. Looks like I flunked almost the entire upper level of the Basement. My women were on the bottom, they, in theory, should not threaten. In addition to this person, no stranger should be here.

Accompanied by a dusty, but still impassive creature, I went downstairs to calm my wives, alarmed by the loud noise. I did not calm down the old, there was nothing to try to bite off my dignity during a blowjob. Something our relationship with her does not add up, despite my patient kindness. Now there are more pressing issues.

I lost all subordinates, except one, and I had plans for them. Laz in my dungeon is overwhelmed, now it is not clear how I will get out of here. Someone outsiders somehow found out that I have a Basement in the basement, now my cover has collapsed and I cannot return to my dwelling. Anyone can dig a blockage and find my refuge. I also can't seem to Sonar Son, because the intruder could remember me or just find out who owns the house.

However, not everything is so hopeless. Everyone knows that digging underground rubble is the most dangerous occupation, fraught with repeated collapses. It is necessary to dig down even lower or to the side and derail the upper levels in order to complicate the work of my potential pursuers.The main thing is not to dig to the north-west, otherwise it will flood me with water from the aquifer, which feeds the urban source. I can get out of here and come back, I still have teleportation scrolls. Buy and activate more. Finally, I had to get experience and raise the level of another for killing that smiling comrade. Let's see what messages they came to me.

Attention! You have blocked the entrance to the “Basement” location associated with the “Sonar Son” location. The location becomes isolated. Note that radical changes in the design of locations, caused, among other things, by the use of spells and abilities, such as “Collapse”, “Creating a crater”, “Transformation of life”, “Waterlogging”, “Burning time”, “Sphere vacuum ”,“ Summoning the Lord of Darkness ”and others can seriously affect the gameplay of a large number of players. Good game!

"Creating a crater?" "Burning time"? What does it look like? Someone in this game has a lot of fun, not what I am. Let's see what else is there.

New achievement: Assassin (Lv 1)

You killed another player. Kill 3 more to improve this achievement (0 out of 3 killed).

Bonus: damage done to other players increased by 0.5%.

New achievement: Bad host (ur 1)

You killed your minion. Kill 3 more to improve this achievement (0 out of 3 killed).

Bonus: not available.

Attention! You committed a murder within the territory belonging to the city of Sonar Son. Immediately contact the city administration to serve your sentence! ...