Organized resistance of polytypic armada is broken. Flight in space open spaces is similar even to a mountain collapse, it a tornado at once the covered midges jamb brought down and picked up all at once... Prosecution began. As if the pack of wolves drives herd of sheep. Only stelzana where the evil, are more ruthless than wolves. For them it even a question not of a survival, and demonstration of an unbending will and ruthless rage. Pursue, torment, do not allow to leave. And though many children will not wait for the parents (and here beings from floors, same-sex to dozen gathered), and mothers, fathers, neutrals, the sons, daughters and still not particularly whom... What valor in similar murder when even firing in partridges demands more ability and a pressure. Fragments flooded space and fall on stars, causing coronary indignations, prominences, plasma whirlwinds on a surface. Separate stars even change colors, from a set of foreign objects, especially terribly if the being having the personality burns down alive, and the personality is the whole world.
Even the vacuum can begin to cry, from such defeat...
Everything stopped suddenly as if did not begin at all. The armada of fleet of Purple Constellation stiffened, and her opponents at once disappeared. It seemed wings, and paws of space Egyptian vultures pasted to space and could not move. And in too time nobody felt the slightest concussion or a push. All events were beyond usual physics.
The lira furiously roared:
- It who such, abrupt what managed to stop us?
Gengir Volk looked with undisguised hatred:
- I do not know... It in principle is impossible though...-General-stelzan having lowered a voice, before whisper having obviously been frightened, it was given by nervous running by ice eyes on the parties, added. - But here so can stop at once millions of spaceships only Zorgi.
The lira quietly, even scornfully answered:
- It, of course, annoyingly, but nobody not in forces to forbid to be at war to live individuals, and to us to stelzana to win!
Kramar Razorvirov, having defiantly yawned and having thrown itself into a mouth, similarity of abruptly filled sandwich, vigorously chewing, but at the same time by quite distinct voice, summed up the result:
- The remaining enemy as not finished the cure illness - wait for complications!
Chapter 1
Again here blood flows like water,
Your opponent by sight abrupt.
But you will not give in to it -
And you will return the monster in darkness.
On a black velvet, a bottomless heavenly carpet the sparkling splinters of stars are scattered. The stars which are poured in all flowers of a rainbow so densely cover the heavenly sphere that it seems as if several huge sun faced together, blew up, having scattered is dazzling the shining dew.
The planet which hanged between uncountable star garlands looks a small, imperceptible point. It looks like a hematite particle among diamond scatterings.
On the place of the huge crater formed as a result of falling of the annihilation rocket the Galactic Colosseum is located. Highly over it so huge bright projections holograms of the carried-out duels sparkle that it is possible to watch the course of single combat with the naked eye from far space.
In the center of the grandiose, richly decorated stadium, just also there took place the riveted on itself attention of billions of individuals, ruthless and fascinating fight of gladiators.
The prostrate, splashed by blood body of one of them, powerlessly shudders...
In the head - a cannonade, as if covered you with a blast wave which split flesh on the molecules continuing to be torn, burning as if tiny atomic bombs flashes. The effort of will, desperate attempt to gather - and here a crimson veil seemingly slowly settles, but does not cease to be turned before eyes. The haze as if feelers clings to surrounding space... Painfully, flour in each section of the torn to pieces body.
- Seven... Eight...
It is heard, hushfully, as through a dense veil, a voice of the passionless computer.
- Nine... Ten...
It is necessary to rise quickly, to rise sharply, otherwise there will come the end. But the body is paralyzed. Through a dense red and smoky haze the opponent is vaguely visible. This huge three-legged monster - diploroid. It already lifted the thick and long crest, being going to bring down an edge of a live guillotine with an enormous force. Two enormous claws on each side rapaciously revealed, the third extremity long, prickly brushing away a tail of a scorpion, being behind, impatiently scratched an arena covering. With opposite, hilly, in green warts of a muzzle, yellow, smelly saliva - hissing and smoking in air dripped. The disgusting freak hung over the brawny, blood-stained human body.
- Eleven... Twelve...
Now words become painfully deafening as blows of a hammer in eardrums. The computer considers slightly more slowly than standard terrestrial measures of time. Thirteen are already a knockout.
The decision was born in fractions of a second. Suddenly, sharply straightening the right leg, and using left as a spring, in frenzied rage having dodged as a leopard, the person put the strongest loukik directly on the nervous center of the alien monster - silicon magnesium to a hybrid of a crab and toad. The blow was strong, sharp and exact, besides coincided with oncoming traffic of a beast. The monster of sub-space (intermediate habitat, capable to travel between stars being replenished with energy of electromagnetic waves, but in the manned worlds a predator; not disdaining a consuming of organic chemistry of all types) slightly settled, but did not fall. This kind of diploroid has several nervous centers that strongly distinguishes them from other creatures. The blow to the largest of them caused only partial paralysis.
The opponent of the monster, despite big shoulders and relief muscles, was very young, almost the boy. Lines of a ruddy face thin, but expressive. If they are not distorted by pain and rage, then seem naive and gentle. When it appeared on the arena, on stands even there passed the disappointment rumble how peace and harmless teenager, the person gladiator looked. Though now, it is not the boy any more, and the enraged young of wild animal, eyes throw up such frenzied hatred that it seemed, will incinerate not worse than the ultralaser. From the struck blow the guy nearly broke a leg, but continued to move with speed of a cat, though limped a little.