Viltrumite Romane & Geschichten

I smeared the purple residue across a chemically treated glass slide. Within two seconds, the color violently shifted from a deep violet to a sickly, corrosive, bubbling black. My jaw locked so hard the muscles in my neck screamed. "Deep cavern mushrooms. Amanita Tenebris cut with highly distilled aconite." "Can you neutralize it, Luna?" Silas barked urgently from the window, never taking his eyes off his thermal scope. "We don't have the time or the gear for a full laboratory synthesis!" "I don't need a lab," I snapped.

Natalia replied, a hard, predatory smile breaking through the clay on her face. She reached down, her elongated claws digging into the soft loam until she found the smooth, round surface of a buried alchemical vial. It was one of the three concentrated silver mixtures the vanguard had managed to harvest from the dead lancers at the gatehouse breach before they fled. The thick, iridescent violet fluid swirled slowly within its heavy glass casing, reflecting the pale morning light with an unnatural, oily shimmer.

It was an action that only fed into the affectionate grunge to the pair and the room around them; a grime of all love-y and all sappy, all sexy and all rough. "Get off, I have a little more work I have to do," Genevieve's coy smirk only grew as she reached behind herself, pushing the lid of the laptop closed in the absence of her gaze, movements slow, eyes daring.

She just hopes it works again. Abigail reached out for the vial, but frowned. “A yellow vial?” She panicked. While blue, red, and black Amytal fluids leave a none Vesslar sick and vomiting, yellow Amytal fluid usually turns a none Vesslar to dust. It was the reason while people use it to bind oath in Ekron. They usually say ‘may Amytal vial turn me to dust if I don’t hold my end of the bargain.’ And now the commander wanted to try it on her? No way!

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.

In Zayn’s eyes, Revitalizol was already an extraordinary medicine that helped Lil Hyde recover within a short period of time after sustaining lethal injuries. On the other hand, Lil Hyde was telling him that there was another more precious item in 897, whose value far surpassed Revitalizol. It was hard for him not to be interested.

"But just so your power will not go wasted. You're going to be the one responsible for channeling it. Can you do that?" "Do it," Julia puffed out. They have no other option. They just have to wing it. As soon as she took Selena's Radiance-infused Gloom, she started exhibiting the same vein luminescence. Cynthia, who was hypnotizing Zach to lessen the strain of that unknown energy, and Titan, trying to contain the pain from the innate destruction, started exhibiting the same development. Karmic watched in awe at how the four of them were taking care of a very unique situation in a way that clearly implied there'd be no room for failure.

A large amount of spirit energy grew inside of him, and Wilbur used this to open his Iris Veritas. That was a power that he had exchanged using his grace points at the Dragon's Altar. The Iris Veritas could see through all illusions and dispel any phantasms. However, the Iris Veritas required an overwhelming amount of spirit energy to activate. That was why Wilbur had channeled his Dragon Crystal. A spiral pattern appeared in the center of Wilbur's amber pupils, turning slowly.

Rileys eyes blinked open. She felt groggy and unsure of her surroundings, just like every other time she woke this past week. She couldn't remember where she was, she felt dirty and cold, she couldn't even feel her wolf Ava anymore. Her flesh burned with every movement she took. Was this a dream? Had it all been a dream? She looked around and noticed it was a dark room with no windows, like she was in a basement. The room felt wet and cold. She lay on a bed and noticed a metal chain attached to her ankle. There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed.

But Mandy met her end instead. Victor smiled and moved to the final display. This time, he removed the cover slowly—dramatically. “This,” he said, pausing for suspense, “is the new frontier. We named it Virexil-B—a biotech weapon designed to erase entire structures silently. Once exposed to air, it spreads like a sentient acid—melting steel, concrete, and all living things until nothing remains. It's not a bomb. It's smarter—cleaner, and completely untraceable. Perfect for those who wish to cripple a nation without firing a single bullet.”