- Oink! - cheerfully squealed boar and rushed to me. The beast was similar to the usual terrestrial boar, with the difference that it had two pairs of tusks instead of one, and the wool was cast in purple. A creature armed only with a sledgehammer and its fearlessness blocked the way to the monster, but he did not slow down. Another second - and the steel tip of the tool hit the boar right in the forehead, which immediately stunned him. The monster stumbled and, obeying inertia, flew another meter, knocking the creature off its feet and ripping its skin with the sharpest tusks. The rest of the creatures instantly jumped and began to process the enemy with sledgehammers, until he woke up. An injured sprout rose to help his brothers. His mother, Star, chose not to notice his existence, so I myself gave him the name - the third. Of all he had the highest stamina, so he had to tank. A lot of stamina is a lot of life points, so the boar, despite its 122 level, could not inflict significant damage at once, although the wound looked pretty creepy. Such damage should have been very painful and require immediate medicine, but my minions did not seem to feel pain, so I relied on their natural regeneration, which goes much faster in the game than in real life.

A few seconds later the monster rose, not paying attention to repeated blows to the woolly head. According to the rules of the game, the one who was stunned for some time acquires strong protection from this impact, so a second time to bring down the boar will not work. However, this did not save the monster. The beast for some time poked it at one opponent, then at another, but without space for overclocking, all attacks were ineffective. In the end, when the points of life dropped to zero, he squealed plaintively, fell to the ground and died. The beasts lowered their guns and turned to me, waiting for new orders.

Then my time has come. I bravely descended from the tree, walked over and fearlessly examined the fallen enemy. There was no sense in this, because neither the skin nor the meat interested me. In Andorra, there was no such thing that the body of the defeated monster itself disappears, and some valuable things will remain in its place. No, the corpse will lie and decompose, exuding the appropriate aromas, and the only thing that is valuable in a lilac pig is its skin, which I do not know how to take off.

This is not the first wild boar for this day. My soulless servants have already killed four hogs, but for some reason we have not met pigs-females.According to legend, these monsters are derived from the result of the experiments of a certain royal scientist who lived and worked in this forest. Standard story, in fact. The scientist wanted to bring out magical pets, in the sense that the by-products of these animals should have magical properties. In addition to pigs, he had cows, sheep and chickens. The most successful was an experiment with a hog named Chistyulya. Magic gave his skin a special protective properties and psychedelic colors. It was very difficult to cut or pierce it, so Kistyulyu could only be killed with a crushing weapon. At the right time such a weapon from a scientist was not. Finding his own invulnerability, Neatu wanted to stand on top of the food chain. First he ate chickens, then other pigs, then he ate a scientist and his assistants, then cows, in the end he was not without difficulty defeated a special royal squadron sent in to destroy it. Getting out of the laboratory, the monster settled in the surrounding forest. Here he had a love-carrot with local wild pigs (he also ate male competitors), with the result that colorful piglets filled the entire forest with all the other large animals. Fortunately, the offspring was not as strong as Chistyulya himself, and ordinary players could hunt him (the offspring), but only in hand-to-hand fighting and only with crushing weapons or magic.

The location was designed for 110-130 levels. Somewhere in the forest most often, in the vicinity of the destroyed laboratory, Chistyulya himself lived, whom either no one could find, or no one wanted to look for. I certainly will not do that. My minions and I needed experience, not painful death. So far everything has gone well. We were significantly lower in levels than our opponents, but the teamwork and the development of the characteristics of my minions allowed us to win. I did not climb into battle, but I still got experience as a commander. In fact, it was one of the few locations where I had the opportunity to swing with minions. The beasts did not have armor, but there was a lot of strength and endurance to use sledgehammers as a weapon. The boars were stupid and clumsy, so even my semi sensible offspring could cope with them on the team. If the enemy were smarter or more agile, then nothing would have happened. And it was also important that the enemies did not have long-range attacks, magic, secrecy and the ability to assemble in groups. Other players didn’t like these places, I didn’t meet anyone for the whole day, so nobody bothered us.

Suddenly, near the bushes stirred. I waved the creatures and they lined up to protect me from attack. A player fell out of the bushes and stopped, looking at my campaign. His surprise can be understood. Not every day, walking through the woods, you meet creatures that look like alien bodybuilders, dressed up in loincloths and armed with hammers long in length with their own height. The guy, who had recently crossed the threshold of majority, won back a warrior with a two-handed sword. The face is kind and open. All chained in armor. Undoubtedly, to wear this, you need a decent strength, which means that if he took off his armor, then I would see a sports body, and if I were a woman, I would want to see him undress. Level 102 warrior allowed to survive here, given the fact that he was not alone. With him was a girl with the same dark skin color, dressed in forest camouflage and armed with a long staff. Cutie. Dressed in combat, but with taste. She came out and stared at me, as if it were an overseas wonder. It's all clear. A couple in love at leisure. Monsters, sex, monsters, sex, and then a new one. In the virtual world there are no consequences, no housing issue. Young people are not limited by anything except their imagination, but here you can also war with someone and run in conditionally fresh air.

As it turned out, the first impression was deceptive. These two were more of a brother and sister than a romantic couple. They were too similar in appearance and treated each other without much affection.Probably created characters according to their real appearance. After asking me about my creatures (I lied to them in three boxes), they suggested that I join them in the hunt for monsters. I agreed. Naive children did not know who they contacted. I, too, nothing limits, except for my imagination.

The girl specialized in magical protection. With the help of her staff, she surrounded the guy with an energy cocoon, which rather effectively absorbed the force of blows. Pork tusks just did not reach the guy. The two-handed sword was in his hands more like a cudgel than with a sharp weapon, with a loud ringing falling to the heads of well-worn monsters. A war hammer in such a situation would be more effective, but a rare player uses such weapons. For him, you need to sharpen the character on the force, while the players are forced to economically use precious points of characteristics, so as to achieve a certain balance. If you put everything into force, there will be no endurance to withstand damage, watchfulness, to notice danger, intelligence, to use magic, and so on. My minions had great strength and endurance due to continuous hard work in the dungeon, and even bonuses from my features, so they could afford it.

Finally, another monster fell. Especially fat pigs managed to break the sparkling protection given by the sorceress and wounded her companion. Of course, my servants immediately made him a chop, but the guy needed help. He winced at the discomfort and stretched ...