Poison Grease Elden Ring Novels & Stories

“It grows only in the deepest caves near the old dragon territories and it is extremely rare. When crushed and mixed with certain alchemical reagents, it creates a poison that enhances strength and aggression while slowly destroying the body from the inside. That is why the fighters moved so fast and fought without fear. They were burning out their own lives to serve their master.” Lucien leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his expression sharp with interest. “And the antidote?” he asked, his voice carrying that dangerous curiosity he always had when poison was involved. “Can we make it or are we looking at months of searching for ingredients?” Elara shook her head slowly. “The an

The poison in her body was similar to wolfsbane, yet very different. It grew in my country, Greece, as a plant called Vok. It was an illegal substance sold on the black market. Only our kind in my country knew about it, and they usually carried it for protection. To avoid detection, they often mixed its powdered form with either metal or gemstones.Putting it on one's skin was harmless, but once the one who possessed the gem or metal rubbed their finger on it and touched food, liquid, or utensils, the poison got stuck on them. Whoever ate, drank, or used those utensils became poisoned. It didn't matter what kind of supernatural being they were.

It is extremely dangerous, even to the one wielding it. Yet he had the girl put it on the blade of a knife. The water didn’t damage it. No, it wouldn’t. The poison is too thick. As he explained, the healer was working to repair the damage done to Damonq’s veins. This poison is made in darkness. The spells cast over it are of darkness. The ingredients are those found only at night in the deepest part of the forest, in the darkest soil. Sandu continued to share with the others everything the healer said.

Who was this kid that Gunter sent as backup? According to Zen, he did not make enough pellets due to the lack of time. However, each pellet could cause extreme pain for a short time, hindering movement if it made contact with the target’s bare skin. When asked what the gel-like pellet contained, Zen was hesitant to reveal his secret. However, Venedict, who did all the raw material farming, answered on his behalf. “It’s encapsulated poison from yellow slimes. He has a few bottles of poison cure but not enough to distribute to everyone. Be sure only to give this to marksmen. We don’t need more casualties.”

She seemed about to say something, but the three beastmen walked over. They looked at me, their eyes showing both wariness and defeat. Lydia seemed to think of something. A strange smile crossed her eyes as she turned and whispered in the three beastmen's ears. However, Soren heard everything. "How despicable! They're planning to coat their claws with poison from the arrow poison tree." A trace of coldness flashed through my eyes. Fortunately, this was a primeval forest. There were plenty of medicinal herbs here. All things had natural counterparts, so near every poison grew its antidote.

"The ghost chef always uses ginger when she prepares a meal. It is her signature. She thinks it cleanses the palate. She uses it in almost every dish she serves to Alaric." I looked at the fire. My plan was perfect. It was a work of art. "There is something we can add to the young prince’s medications." I said. Magnus was the one supplying the boy’s medicine. He controlled the apothecary. "It is something that is poison but not poison. It is simply rat poop. On its own, it does nothing. But when mixed with ginger, it causes the throat to close. It causes the heart to erratic. It looks like a sudden, violent illness."

Dirt around the edge was charred and cracking, and if I reached further into the roots, I could smell it. Dragonsteel. “They’re poisoning the soil,” I said, bile rising in my throat. “Trying to hollow us out from the roots.” Elias nodded, solemn and quiet. “This wasn’t just vandalism. This was a prototype.” He rose and snapped his fingers, a controlled burst of flame igniting at his fingertips, green and blue. “Can’t cleanse all of it. Not without weeks of magic work. But I can burn what’s here.”

Alfred scowled. "There's a way! Ganoderma has the property of dissolving poison, and it works on most poisonous plants! I can produce a type of Essential Detox Pill with Ganoderma, but I can't guarantee if it could fully counter the effects of the Reaper's Breath. Regardless, I will try my best," Leon replied hesitantly. The Essential Detox Pill was a type of pill used as an antidote to numerous poisons, but since the Reaper's Breath was a unique poison, Leon did not know if the Essential Detox Pill would work.

Gerber pushed her sleeves up while marching to the door. Atlas tried to stop her violent moves but she left before we could even react. I ran up to the two, behind Atlas who seemed too calm for what is happening. I almost died! How did that even got there? "It's a type of poison that doesn't react to any vampires. It's the Helsing syrup. It's made from the roots of a helsing plant which can be found only in the palace grounds..." Atlas explained it to me as we turned to a different hallway. She continued," This type of poison is invisible. It doesn't reveal itself through any tests... I'm a bit worried... or should I say, I am quite amazed that it revealed itself. "

Neela took a sniff and said, “My lord, this is the Netherworld Blood Poison of the Shura tribe.” “Netherworld Blood Poison? What is that thing?” “It is the evil means used by the Shura to assimilate the foreign races. Those who are poisoned by the Netherworld Blood Poison will be manipulated by the poisoner. They’ll slowly lose their instincts and finally change into the lowest class of the Shura tribe, the Bone Eaters!” At this time, Alex reached out his hand to touch the blood mist. Neela exclaimed, “Don’t touch it! It’s dangerous!” However, it was too late.