Witch Slime Novels & Stories

[HYDRO SLIME] Rank: Common HP: 80 DEF:10 ATK:15 A type of monster that can digest whatever they eat using a strong acid. They don't usually have any distinct shape and appear as large masses of gelatinous fluid. Slime vary between mediums, with some being intelligent and capable of assuming basic shapes with others being nothing more than brainless piles of goo that dissolves whatever matter becomes enveloped by their bodies. Skills: Water mimicry, 2 Combo attacks. "Skills" Water mimicry- Acts like still water to lure in prey.

My best friend says to the witch, she looks around frantically; no escape, bitch! Vulcan steps forward and holds out his hand, Bjorn appears with a cat o’ nine tails whip and places it in his outstretched hand. The heavy scent of Organophosphate in the air, it works on dragons like wolfsbane on wolves. “Ouch!” I say, Bjorn smirks at me, knowing exactly what I meant. Emerald turns and frowns at me, ‘Your man has come to play’ I say over the mind-link. Again she frowns. ‘The whip is laced with Organophosphate’ her eyes go wide as she turns back.

A huge black wolf with white stripes balanced atop a tree in the dense vegetation of the Edinburgh woods, silently observing the movement on the other side of the stream—a mere separation from the humans. Slav patiently awaited the setting sun. To enter the human town, he needed the cover of night. He could have done it during the day, but that would require him to roam around naked until he found clothes to conceal his nudity. Not that he would mind, but the same couldn't be said for the humans.

The tiny creature wiggles its body repeatedly in the space of my thighs, scurrying around as it looks for another host to feed on and poison. But before it can search any further, Greed materializes beside me and picks the parasite up. He pinches it with his index finger and thumb, grimacing when his fingers grazes the vomit that had exited my Queen’s mouth. As he picks it up, the green parasite squirms, letting out a loud, shriek. I watch with my eyebrows furrowed as Greed lifts the slug into the air, showing the rest of the Grand Alkhemi.

Ready to aim. The worms secrete a thick white liquid from their mouths. Rafael quickly took out the protective glass to avoid getting hit by the liquid. However, Rafael's protective glass seemed to be melting little by little. "Shit, how come this is?" Rafael said quite surprised to see what happened. It was very dangerous if he and Uriel were exposed to the saliva of the worms.

He flicked on the light switch, and froze. The room was a turmoil of squirming worm-like creatures. Each was about a foot long with a bulbous head and a mouth set with small needle-like teeth. They covered the floor and wriggled up and down the walls, excreting long strings of viscous slime. Several had gained purchase on the ceiling and were dangling cords of this sticky ooze beneath them. Many of the loathsome things were writhing, convulsively flexing and licking their dirty sides. The stench was unbearable.

Lily stretched out her arms, fluttering like a butterfly on the soft flower bed. "Stop." Suddenly, with a loud scream, Elias pulled Lily's arm from the flowers. Lily couldn't help but look at Elias in surprise. He quickly explained: "Do you see those yellow flowers?" Lily nodded, and Elias continued to explain: "It's a carnivorous flower. If you touch it lightly, it can eat a piece of your flesh." Lily took a few steps back in fear. Venn looked at Lily's expression and laughed. Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward.

Slimes swarmed around our feet. “Where are the slimes going?” I asked. “Are they trying to escape from the lava?” “Why would they do that?” said the troll. “Slimes love lava. Love it. This lot are off to the kitchen. It’s nearly dinner time.” I had assumed the march of the slimes was due to the earthquakes, but apparently troll cooks had a method of summoning food like pizza delivery. “You eat slimes?” “Very tasty when they’re cooked.” “How do you cook something impervious to heat?” I asked, genuinely curious.