Summon Slime Novels & Stories

It stayed together but felt cold and slimy. “What am I supposed to do with this?” He asked confused, he had no idea about half the things in this room. She smiled at him, and honestly her smile did something to his insides. He just wanted to stare at her. “Well it’s primordial slime. Primordial slime likes to feed off demonic energy, changing it to creation. When it starts to shift yellow, you are getting close. When it shifts green you are in demonic presence. If it goes blue you have angelic energy. But I doubt you are going to find that with this.”

Martha didn’t respond to what the werewolf just said to her and kept her calm. The werewolf was angry at Martha and got even angrier when it noticed Tyler approaching her with another tumbler of water. It let out a huge groan and said, “You better not listen to her demands Tyler. Remember they are not our guests but just slaves” Both Cindy’s and Benjamin’s eyes widened as they heard themselves labeled as slaves in front of their daughter. Martha didn’t show any signs of getting offended upon getting called as a slave since she believed she was smart enough to not register the bullshit coming out of the werewolf’s mouth.

Sylvia’s smile widened. “Excellent. Now, let’s try something a bit more challenging. Summon a creature and imbue it with the fire spell.” This was new territory for me. Summoning and element manipulation together required a level of control I wasn’t sure I had yet. But I was determined to try. I focused on a small bird, picturing its form and essence, and then combined that image with the fire spell. The air shimmered, and a tiny, fiery bird appeared before me, its feathers flickering with flames.

"Oh... That's why none of them dropped a soul stone... What a waste!" Midgard nodded, a small smile on her lips, and continued. "The black smoke must be some sort of summoning portal, as you saw, it doesn't matter how many monsters you kill, as long as the summoner is alive, the undead will always come back. To put it simply, it seems that they are the bosses of this place." Intrigued looks were exchanged among the people. "They? Are there many summoners?" Mercy asked. "Yes, the maid killed one earlier, but since they returned, we can assume that there are others, probably in the ruins, but now that we have this information, the difficulty comes to go down a notch."

The grade can be upgraded from three to five should the medallions used be of higher grades from previous creations. Different Base Medallion- When this route is followed, a chimera-like creature is brought into existence. The creature will be five grades above the materials used but summon time will be low and there is a chance that the creature will disobey its master. It's highly advised the master gains the creature's loyalty before it grows too powerful, lest the creature will constantly try to devour the master and if it succeeds, it will essentially break the contract with the arcane summoner and gain its freedom. (It is highly advised this is prevented as said creature will retain it

This is why he wanted more servants and those he could trust and that could have the strength he needed. And so, after summoning twenty creatures from varied strengths, he was about to summon ten more, which would be by using the last pile of materials left. He could still use his blood, Abyss slime, and the materials that could be harvested from colossus, living armors, and his own scales as well, but that wouldn't be enough even if he made a giant pile, it seemed that flesh, souls, or blood were needed from recently killed creatures… or still living organisms, such as when Abyss was summoned.

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.

The smoke, if compressed, was enough to fill a jar the size of the boy’s head. The light fizzled out abruptly and the smoke in the circle burst out on all sides in a ring. At its revealed core sat a lesser demon. The thing reminded Kilvic of a large spider. With four legs on both sides, it scratched the ground in confusion, its carapace covered thorax wiggling with each move. Its head was no more than a large blob attached to its torso with eight beady eyes that moved individually scattered upon it. Together, its head and thorax were easily the size of a grown boy’s forearm. And attached to them at its end was a large greenish abdomen with a stinger the size of a thumb. It was a visual cross

But it seemed that he was going to have to do it the hard way. “I guess were going to have to do things differently,” he said. Ares grinned widely. “A summons?” He nodded. The other werewolf rubbed his hands together enthusiastically. “Oh, this should be fun.” A summons was an enchantment that tethered a mate to the other. One that made a tattoo appear on their skin, alerting them of the mating bond. It burned until the mate came to find theirs. And if Nora was going to run from him, and lie to him, he’d just make it so that she had to come find him instead.

He said a little breathless. "We should be starting the ritual now." The priest bowed to him and moved to stand before the statue but not before stealing a glance at me. There was something going on with the priest. Maybe he recognised me but again, I was meeting him for the first time ever. The priest was holding a large copper chalice with intricate designs on it, which was half filled with a mysterious liquid. "I summon the Alpha king, entitled to the throne of the werewolf Kingdom, to commence the rituals of the blood oath here, before the mother moon goddess." The priest announced and the king made his way to him.