Novel & Cerita Corrosive Chapter 19

Chapter 161: The Default Clause The sound of the orbital battleships wasn't a mechanical rumble; it was a heavy, atmospheric compression that flattened the black smoke over the Scrapper Slums until the pink and chemical-green neon signs from the lower-tier market stalls began to hum and shatter one by one. The air pressure dropped so fast my eardrums clicked, the taste of ozone behind my teeth turning into a bitter, alkaline sting that made the saliva in my mouth dry up instantly.

It wanted them hollowed. Piece by piece. Until nothing of them remained but the shadows it chose to keep. ☠️ End of Chapter 18

My pleas were swallowed by the chanting, unheard, unwanted. Holy water hit my skin, a searing burn, and sizzled, like drops of acid. Smoke, acrid and metallic, rose from my arms, a horrifying testament to the corruption they claimed I harbored. "Possessed," the priest muttered, his eyes narrowed, filled with a righteous disgust. "She opens her legs and spreads evil."

Each click echoed too loudly in the quiet tent as he removed first the left glove, then then right. The black metal fell with a soft thud onto the map table, revealing a right hand marred by black veins that crawled up his wrists like ink stains spreading on parchment. On the same hand, wrapped around his forearm beneath layers of armour padding, was the faded white ribbon. Its simple cotton threads had survived six years of hellish battles and becoming a Corrompido, a tiny beacon of a life he had sworn to protect. His thumb brushed against the fabric through the thin inner lining of his armour. The touch sent an unexpected jolt through him– a memory of summer sun warming stone walls and lau

Note: This chapter is dedicated to Phyllis Hills, umarfrhn, visitor1714 and Rose Parisien. Thanks to you guys for your support. I love you all. Chapter 46 Hael Moore. “No!” My roars blasted through space, rolling out in thick waves. The heavy impact made the ground tremble beneath my feet. The earth convulsed for a split second. Anger surged through my nerves. Raw. Deadly. Gory. Blinding. My eyes blazed red like magma. They fastened on the bastard's trembling pulse.

The bone cracked beneath the impact. But it didn’t fall. It spasmed. Twitched. Turned. Its eyes were mine. Not metaphorically. They were exactly like mine. Same color. Same ring of faint gold. Corwin didn’t just steal corpses. He stole blood. My blood. I dispatched it cleanly—spine severed at the base of the neck. No flourish. No rage. Rage wastes energy. And I had a feeling I’d need all of it soon. The hallway sloped downward.

"You call this fine?" On the back of his right hand was a wound the size of a penny. The injury itself looked gory. The skin was shriveled up and even the edges of the wound were charred black. It was an injury formed by something corrosive. What could corrode the flesh so quickly? There was only one answer: sulfuric acid! At that thought, Sydney looked coldly at the spot where she was standing earlier. When she saw that most of the car paint on the door was bubbling on the ground after being corroded by the sulfuric acid, she immediately knew what had just happened.

A large number of deaths occurred as soon as the war broke out. In the face of the insect squad from Mount Oro, the people from the four sects were surprisingly at a disadvantage from the beginning, especially that burly man with a snail shell on his back. He was simply... ferocious. As soon as he came forward, he wouldn’t stop spitting saliva. Holy crap! Wasn’t he disgusting? However, to their disgust, even more terrifying was that the saliva contained deadly, highly-corrosive poison. Not only could it corrode the human body, but it also could corrode Chi.

𝕰𝖘𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖚𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖚𝖎 𝖛𝖔𝖓𝖟 𝖓𝖚𝖐𝖊. "The past is the past. The future is the future. The Present is who I am now." ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Prologue| Monstrosity, And Lunacy For Eternity TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains strong violence, blood, cutting off limbs, and loss of loved ones, which may not be suitable for some readers. Discretion is advised and stay safe. Otherwise, enjoy reading.

Chapter 183: A Dangerous Gift Darius’s POV The scar across my chest burned like it was fresh, an angry reminder of Veyron’s curse and everything it had cost. No matter how many times I tried to ignore it, the faint, unholy glow beneath my skin pulsed, as if mocking my every attempt to move on.