Black Numbers Slime Novels & Stories

The only difference was the occasional black slabs that appeared at regular intervals, standing out starkly against the green. Felix didn't understand the intricacies of tomb design like Kenneth did. Without that expertise, he could only stay alert and prepare to use brute force. Almost as soon as he took a step, the black slabs began to change, writhing as if suddenly transforming into some kind of liquid. Within seconds, a figure rose from each black slab, black liquid continuously dripping from its body. Or rather, these humanoid entities were totally composed of that black liquid. He had counted seven black slabs, so now seven liquid beings stood before him. As soon as they formed, they

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

"Don't let it touch you! It eats armor!" "It's not acid," Jinx muttered. "It's oil." Ren paused, looking at the black sludge hitting their deck. It was iridescent. It didn't sizzle like acid. It smelled—even through the simulation—like crude, unrefined oil. "So? It's a monster. It spits sludge." "And the Kraken's weak point," Jinx continued, analyzing the boss while dodging a massive tentacle strike. "Look at the head. It's not an eye. It's a 'Thermal Vent'. The strategy guide says we have to overload it."

It was filled with a thick, black liquid that reeked of rot and sulfur. The Water of Shame. Once it touched me, it would leave the indelible Mark of the Hunted, turning me into a living target. For miles around, rogues and wild beasts would be drawn to my scent, hunting me relentlessly until I was dead. Rosalind stood in the front row, her face flushed with excitement. "Slade, hurry up. I want to see her crawl away like a stray dog." Slade walked to the stone basin. He reached out his hand, his fingertips hovering over the black liquid.

Another disgusting thing was the path of slime they left behind them on the floor, like a snail. It was sticky and stinking. So sticky as if gummy bears were heated in a grilling toaster. And.... acidic!!!!! Ryley registered the floor turning black and a small ripple of smoke generating above the ground. Just as it happens when acid burns something. But, Ryley smirked to himself. He was safe. He was up in the air, near Reyne. Standing on a stair found in the library, he seemed to protect himself from coming in contact with these jiggling pieces of creatures with acidic trail of slime. Alas, his bubble of merriment of staying untouched came crashing down when they elevated their hands, and th

She pointed to her bowl of black glue. “Serves you right.” Lumiere clucked her tongue at Lystra. “It’s good that I’m getting all the good stuff.” She proudly lifted her bowl to them with silver glitter on top of her slime. “My slime looks good too! Look at it, it’s so fluffy with those blue glitters.” Fauzia joins in the bragging of her slime. Zariyah moved Fauzia’s bowl to show her bowl. “Mine is perfect---except for the rice,” she said proudly.

Those eyes that I thought were black and soulless, now are gaping holes dripping with slimy clear liquid. The only thing that is the same, is the hissing. That single sound, makes the hair stand up on the back of my neck as I am unable to move and all I can do is watch her transformation before she comes closer. Starting to move, she sort of slithers across the forest floor as I stare helplessly at the slime oozing from her eye sockets. Then I notice the rain as it falls down in sheets. It's funny, I don't remember a storm before now.

"Aria, how do you know when it's day or night, because I noticed there's no light or even a sun in this place?" "In this realm of black mist, to identify day and night. When it is night, the moon will appear. When it is day, the moon will disappear. But the environment did not change, remained dark. Vampires will sleep when the moon appears, and we wake up when the moon disappears. But even if the moon disappears the sun will not rise because in this realm there is no sun. " Tazaana nodded her head, a sign she understood. "Ahh... one more thing I want to ask. Are you sucking blood?" Tazaana asked with a curious face.

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

Raw, screaming proto-matter bleeding from the wound the Unraveler left behind. It oozed. A slick, iridescent black-purple sludge crawling over the bulkhead near the main viewport. Not liquid, not solid. Alive and hungry. Where it touched the polished metal, the surface bloomed. Not flowers. Nightmares. Jagged crystals, spiked and weeping the same vile sludge, erupted. Organic circuitry writhed like maggots. The air above it shimmered, warping light into nausea. Corruption. Pure, undiluted. Eating the is and replacing it with wasn't meant to be.