A Selection of Slime Slaughtering Scenes

“Here.”

Krvavy looks up from her breakfast, eyebrow raised.

On the table in front of her is a cylindrical cage. In its very center, behind the thick copper bars, stands an odd metallic lump that looks vaguely reminiscent of an old cartoon alarm clock, just... more unhinged.

“Your slime lure.” Inanna carefully slides the thing across the smooth tabletop. “It will create a cacophonous shrill and emit an enticing pattern of vibrations, catching the attention of any and all slimes nearby. Please do not test it here.”

“What if it scares them away instead?” Krvavy cautiously wonders, tilting her head slightly. “Like the crystal golem did with all of its buzzing.”

“Mm. That shouldn’t happen. Different frequencies elicit different responses, and while I am not an expert on the preferences of slimes, I have had to repair and maintain slime deterrents in the past. This was built with the opposite intentions in mind, avoiding the ‘sharper’ noises that would keep them away.” The Dwarf explains, tapping a finger against one of the copper bars. A gentle hum reverberates through the air. “The internal section is my attempt at replicating the frequencies of small prey animals making panicked noises. Of course, I went by ear and memory. So, as I have repeatedly stated in regards to this lure, I cannot guarantee its effectiveness.”

“Right, well... as long as it is better than nothing.” The barbarian shrugs and scarfs down the rest of her breakfast.

“Mhm.” The shortstack nods, causing her voluminous mass of coal-black hair to bob with that gesture. “I also have this for you.” She states, holding out two wooden disks connected via some leather straps. A bit of padded fabric is stretched over each of those disks faces. “Earmuffs. Not entirely effective, but should help keep the noises from echoing in your mind even after the lure is deactivated.”

“Thanks. I should be getting ready to go now, huh?”

“There isn’t much you need to do to prepare.” Inanna plainly points out, settling down beside the barbarian. “We already have a lunch packed and ready for you. And a backpack has been set aside, ready for you to restock our quartz reserves.”

“Yeah, but the ruins aren’t right next door.” Krvavy comments, shuffling slightly in her seat as she considers getting up. “I have quite the hike ahead of me.”

“There’s no rush. You have all day.” Inanna calmly states, looking up at the Drakling with her copper-orange eyes. “All week, even.”

“Trying to distract me, huh~?” Krvavy’s teasing tone doesn’t quite have the usual energy in it.

“‘Trying’? No, my Ushumgal, you would know if I was ‘trying’ to distract you.” Almost casually, Inanna’s massive grey-skinned tits squish into the Drakling’s arm.

The barbarian exaggeratedly sighs and gently shakes her head. “Guess I can stick around a little longer...”

Thump.

The metallic cage bumps and rattles slightly as it is carefully placed onto the dusty stone floor.

Krvavy rolls her shoulders and glances back past the bent and warped metal door. Utter darkness fills the path she followed to get down here, shrouding her escape route. And the stuffed backpack stashed further up the tunnel.

Hopefully this lure works.

Krvavy really needs something to occupy her thoughts right now. Her mind keeps going back to Beryl. She can’t help but worry over her sweet berry. So it’d be real nice if these gooey punching bags would actually show up.

Now... for the moment of truth.

The Drakling presses the tip of her finger against the small quartz shard embedded into the top of the cage. A slight bit of mana is all it takes to activate the lure.

Ring, ding, ding, clang!

Krvavy winces a little. Even with the crude earmuffs strapped to her head, this lure is loud. Yeah, ‘cacophonous shrill’ was right...

The metallic noisemaker thrashes around, almost like a crude representation of a beating heart. The coppery cage it is suspended in rocks and wobbles, but doesn’t move more than a hairsbreadth over the course of a few minutes.

Krvavy drums her fingers along the haft of her axe.

She slowly sweeps her head back and forth, peering into the darkness.

Just as Krvavy is beginning to get truly impatient, she spots a slime slowly climbing up from the pit below. A relatively small slime.

Well... at least the ‘lure’ isn’t scaring them away...?

With a sigh and a shake of her head, Krvavy steps forwards and casually swings her Soulbound weapon down towards the little blob that’s no bigger than her own head. The flat side of its oversized axehead effortlessly squishes the small slime.

149.37 Damage dealt to [Little Slime]

[Little Slime] has been slain!
+62 Experience

A puddle of slowly dissolving goo is all that remains of the little thing.

If slimes were actual creatures and not just mindless blobs, then Krvavy might feel a little bad about killing what was essentially a baby. But she has fought enough of these things at this point to know better than that. She has cut bigger slimes apart and ended with smaller ones than this.

And hopefully some of those bigger slimes will come up here so that she can fight them.

Krvavy idly paces back and forth before the warped and bent metal door. Her emerald eyes keep getting drawn towards the lure. Even with these earmuffs, it is incredibly annoying. Each and every second she spends near it makes her want to just smash the thing even more.

Thankfully, it doesn’t take too long for another slime to show up, oozing along the curved path towards her. And this one is bigger than the first. Though... not by much. Maybe three or so times larger? So still considerably smaller than her torso.

The Drakling impatiently spins her giant axe around, waiting for that bluish blob to get closer.

157.62 Damage dealt to [Bluish Slime]

[Bluish Slime] has been slain!
+116.25 Experience

Great. Now she just has to wait for the next one.

Krvavy feels like she is going insane.

Dozens of thin dissolving puddles surround the buzzing, ringing, clanging lure.

She has ‘reinforced’ her earmuffs twice, but that still isn’t enough to keep the annoying noise out of her head. She can feel it vibrating through her bones.

It wouldn’t be so bad if the thing was better at attracting slimes. Or if it attracted bigger slimes. Honestly, that would make this whole process way less excruciatingly boring. Having to wait a few minutes between each slime wouldn’t be so bad if it took more than a second to kill them.

Maybe Krvavy’s expectations were set a bit too high? A part of her was hoping that it’d lure in an absolute flood of slimes, that she’d be fighting nonstop all day. But... that was clearly a bit too optimistic...

142.64 Damage dealt to [Another Small Slime]

[Another Small Slime] has been slain!
+93 Experience

The barbarian scowls as she lifts the flat of her axe up from yet another squished slime puddle.

At least she is too pissed off to really worry about Beryl’s current state...

“HEY YOU FUCKING GOOBALLS! GET THE FUCK UP HERE ALREADY!”

Krvavy steps back from the edge, hot air blowing from her nostrils.

The base of her Soulbound weapon taps across the stone floor as she gruffly stomps back to her spot near the exit to this damned place.

Maybe, just maybe, the ‘problem’ with this lure is that it’s noises and vibrations aren’t reaching the depths of this ruin? This place is pretty big, after all.

That said, she really doesn’t want a bigger version of the lure. This one is already annoying enough.

So hopefully her frustrated yelling will do the job. She just needs to catch the attention of any slimes that are down in that dark pit, getting them to come close enough for them to actually care about the lure.

Maybe she can shout down there a few more time...?

Krvavy tilts her head back and breathes out in relief. “Haahh... Finally...!”

A rather big slime, roughly the same size as she is, is slowly oozing its way over towards the barbarian.

An excited, and mildly manic, gleam fills her emerald eyes. She has been down here for maybe... two hours? Probably less, to be honest, even if it feels like it has been much longer than that.

89.26 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

The big, bearded blade of the barbarian’s axe passes effortlessly through the large blue blob. The two parts of this slime stick back together, unbothered by her attack.

How... very... wonderful!

Finally, a slime that she can’t just oneshot! A slime that she’ll actually have to use magic on!

Fiery veins bulge from the Soulbound weapon’s wooden shaft, spreading across the two metallic heads as the crystalline one begins to glow with fury.

172.53 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

Blue goo sizzles and evaporates as the magic imbued weapon slices through the slime. Fire isn’t the most effective against these things, but a hot enough piece of metal seems to do wonders.

Both halves of the bisected slime lunge towards the barbarian, even as parts of them begin to merge back together.

A single step backwards is enough to dodge that attack, and a casual horizontal swing of her axe punishes it.

136.23 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

That cut may have been relatively shallow, but the blue blob recoils from it all the same.

Krvavy grins and thrusts her Soulbound weapon forwards. The glowing crystalline spearhead effortlessly penetrates into the amorphous mass before her.

With just a thought and a bit of mana, the synthetic Heartstone is engulfed in red, raging flames.

371.38 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

A bubble stretches from the top of this gooey blob, popping as the slimes boiled insides burst out as steam.

218.84 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

192.65 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

The flat side of Krvavy’s axehead sizzles as she squishes and evaporates her gooey foe, rapidly reducing its size.

84.35 Damage dealt to [Big Slime]

[Big Slime] has been slain!
+968.75 Experience

That wasn’t the most exciting fight, but it was leagues above everything else she’s done today. It required more than a single strike. She had to use magic and a little bit of a plan to handle it.

All of the agonizing boredom will have been worth it if more slimes like this one show up.

“MORE!” Krvavy voices that thought with an energetic shout. “COME ON! I WANT MORE OF YOU!”

Already, she can see another slime approaching from the darkness. Sadly, this one is more medium in size. But that still makes it the second largest one that Krvavy has seen today.

Wisps of steam hang in the stagnant air.

244.42 Damage dealt to [Large Slime]

A sharp hissing sound follows the arc of Krvavy’s Soulbound weapon as it cleaves through a brownish blue blob, boiling and evaporating all in its path.

The Drakling’s heart drums away in her ears. Adrenaline courses through her veins.

345.23 Damage dealt to [Tiny Slime]

[Tiny Slime] has been slain!
+49.60 Experience

The flat of Krvavy’s axe clinks into the stone floor as she splatters a small and almost certainly harmless slime out of existence, before turning her attention back to her main target.

127.83 Damage dealt to [Large Slime]

The big blue blob bounces a bit as it partially dodges that attack by lunging towards the headache inducing lure. It nearly gets close enough to engulf the coppery metal in its jiggly body.

283.74 Damage dealt to [Large Slime]

[Large Slime] has been slain!
+995.10 Experience

Krvavy’s pale skin glistens slightly in the dim light. One of the quartz crystals she set into the wall flickers and goes out. The synthetic Heartstone at the tip of her Soulbound weapon shines a little brighter to compensate for that.

289.46 Damage dealt to [Tinier Slime]

[Tinier Slime] has been slain!
+37.20 Experience

A small smile pulls at the corners of Krvavy’s mouth. The vast majority of the slimes that are showing up are... fairly inconsequential. But they’re showing up a pretty steady pace. She barely has any downtime between each ‘wave’ of slimes.

Which is great! She can just focus on ‘killing’ these things and doesn’t need to worry about her mind wandering onto any topic that isn’t squishing slimes.

A bead of sweat drips down the Drakling’s forehead. She kicks her leg forwards, dislodging the small slime that had latched onto her ankle. Her black scales are left feeling a little tingly, even though that little blob was no where near strong enough to start dissolving her flesh.

Not a single slime in here seems to have that level of strength. Not that she has seen, at least.

159.73 Damage dealt to [Medium Slime]

281.56 Damage dealt to [Medium Slime]

[Medium Slime] has been slain!
+516.15 Experience

A quick swing that curves back into a second strike makes quick work of yet another slime.

Reshaping Imbued Inferno into what it is now has been, without a doubt, the best idea that Krvavy has ever had. She no longer needs to stomp on puddles or spread the slimes out thin enough that they naturally begin to evaporate. No, she just needs to chop these blobs up into bits. That used to be an utterly useless strategy before, as the slimes would just reform, but they can’t exactly reform if they get boiled into steam.

God, she loves magic.

A wet mass grabs onto the Drakling’s tail, tugging her back and nearly causing her to fall off balance.

10.11 Damage dealt to [Clingy Slime]

Flames pour from the depths of her soul, flowing along the vein-like lines of her mana channels.

23.34 Damage dealt to [Clingy Slime]
19.45 Damage dealt to [Clingy Slime]
42.24 Damage dealt to [Clingy Slime]

Sizzling noises fill the steamy air, bubbling and popping. The sticky slime recoils, but its reaction was a bit too delayed.

38.54 Damage dealt to [Clingy Slime]

[Clingy Slime] has been slain!
+193.75 Experience

Krvavy has been down here for... maybe four or five hours at this point. Her stamina and mana reserves are being pushed to their limits with this increasingly near-constant fighting. But throughout all that time she hasn’t taken even a single point of damage to her health.

That... is almost intoxicating.

She feels invulnerable. Unbeatable.

But Krvavy can’t let that confidence become overconfidence. These slimes may not be able to overcome her Base Armour or True Defence, but she still needs to breathe. If they piled on her, engulfing and immobilizing her, then she’d be as good as dead. She would suffocate and drown.

That little bit of danger helps to keep her on her toes.

It, honestly, is making this a little more entertaining. She isn’t just treating these mindless blobs as punching bags. There is a slight bit of risk to all of this. Not much, but it is there.

Krvavy takes a deep breath. A comforting heat burns away within her core.

341.5 Damage dealt to [Slime Remnants]

A quick burst of fire flies out from the Drakling’s opened mouth, sweeping over a few coalescing blobs that had been cut off her other foes.

[Slime Remnants] have been slain!
+652.07 Experience

Level Up! You have reached Level 27. As a Drakling blessed by a divine power, you have 6 attribute points to allocate and have gained +2 to Might & Toughness. If not allocated by the time you fall asleep, it will be done automatically.

+2 Divine Favour, for growing in strength.

Krvavy grins, wiping the back her hand across her chapped lips.

That took long enough. Maybe she could squeeze in another level up before having to end all of this fun...?

“Haaah...!” Krvavy sharply exhales. Her heart drums away in her ears, louder and more deafening than the muffled noisemaker.

A pang of discomfort shoots through her aching arms as she swings her axe.

284.65 Damage dealt to [Huge Slime]

The gooey thing sizzles, a small part of it evaporating away. But that ‘wound’ closes as soon as Krvavy’s Soulbound weapon exits the slime.

The Drakling grimaces.

Imbued Inferno abruptly cuts off, her axe cooling down. Krvavy only has so much mana to spend and the quartz batteries that she brought with her have already been drained.

67.12 Damage dealt to [Huge Slime]

A deep chill grows within the barbarian’s core.

She can see, in the dim flickering light, another slime approaching from the side. One that looks bigger than the slime she is currently fighting.

“Hhhh!” Krvavy rolls her shoulders, twirling her axe around to keep her foes at bay.

This... this is exactly what she wanted. If these slimes showed up at the very beginning, then this would have been perfect. But they didn’t. She has been down here for... maybe a bit too long. She has overstayed her welcome and bitten off more than she can chew.

An icy mist leaks from her nostrils as power coalesces within her lungs.

The huge slime lunges forwards, only to be caught in a stream of ice and snow.

73.58 Damage dealt to [Huge Slime]

The bluish goo crystallizes and freezes, crunching and cracking as it tries to push through her Boreal Breath.

215.76 Damage dealt to [Huge Slime]

The back of Krvavy’s Soulbound weapon slams into the frozen slime. Her burst of magic cuts off as the hammerhead sends a hail of icy debris flying through the air.

Krvavy scowls. Little frosty flakes cling to her dry lips.

794.46 Damage dealt to [Huge Slime]

Earthen magic echoes through her weapon as it crashes into the mostly frozen slime once more. It all but explodes, sending a rain of sleet and slush off towards the others of its kind.

[Huge Slime] has been slain!
+1,181.10 Experience

15.67 Damage dealt to [Small Slime]

46.24 Damage dealt to [Brownish Slime]

0.04 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]

Krvavy twists her weapon around, clunking it against the coppery noisemaker beside her. It screams discordantly, causing her to wince and the many slimes to twitch, before finally falling silent. Grabbing that damned thing up, the barbarian begins backing up towards the metal door.

Without the lure, she is the only thing keeping the slimes attention. Maybe it would have been wiser to kick it out into the darkness...? Eh, too late for that. Plus, Inanna would appreciate not having her work get carelessly destroyed.

Krvavy takes a deep breath. Her back bumps against the rusted and warped door. Her insides burn. Her jaw snaps open, sharing that pain with these slimes in the form of a red, raging blaze.

34.56 Damage dealt to [Small Slime]
57.42 Damage dealt to [Small Slime]
61.89 Damage dealt to [Small Slime]

[Small Slime] has been slain!
+77.50 Experience

94.01 Damage dealt to [Wobbling Slime]
102.84 Damage dealt to [Wobbling Slime]

84.51 Damage dealt to [Medium Bluish Slime]

137.81 Damage dealt to [Brownish Slime]
241.61 Damage dealt to [Brownish Slime]

[Brownish Slime] has been slain!
+516.15 Experience

Level Up! You have reached Level 28. As a Drakling blessed by a divine power, you have 6 attribute points to allocate and have gained +2 to Might & Toughness. If not allocated by the time you fall asleep, it will be done automatically.

+2 Divine Favour, for growing in strength.

80.12 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]
35.84 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]

A barrage of notifications flow through Krvavy’s mind, going almost entirely ignores as she sweeps her head back and forth. Her raw throat stings as the energy feeding her Blazing Breath cuts off.

“Haahhh...” The barbarian gasps out, resting her axe against the wall for just a moment, slipping the crystal filled backpack over her shoulder.

A wall of blue ooze creeps around the distorted door, closing in on her.

The barbarian’s very being throbs with pain and discomfort. The last of her power, borrowed from the wonderful crystal topping her axe, swirls within her lungs. Frozen needles prick her singed flesh. A cold stabbing pain rushes through the well-used channel from her core to her mouth.

15.14 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]
84.64 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]
80.89 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]
48.18 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]
73.25 Damage dealt to [Massive Slime]

A thick layer of ice clings to the worn stone walls. The foggy silhouette of a bent door is just barely visible, buried deep within the frost. Krvavy’s pained breath billows through the chilly air as a thin fog. Snowflakes dance around her.

The Drakling shakily steps back. Her exhaustion helps hold back the immense urge to just smash that frozen slime into thousands upon thousands of little shards. She could get some good experience from that... But no. She needs it to stay there, blocking off this ruin and buying her plenty of time to retreat.

Still... having to leave a bunch of slimes alive doesn’t sit right with her. Not after all the time wasted just waiting for them to show up.

“Tsk–kgh...” Krvavy’s unhappy click of her tongue quickly shifts into a pained cough. Annoyance washes over her as she climbs up through the rocky tunnel, heading back to the surface. To sunlight.

She really should have left that ruin a bit earlier. Even if that meant she wouldn’t have gotten a second level up. Her limbs are aching. She just wants to lie down and go to sleep. But, for obvious reasons, that isn’t an option right now. It won’t be an option for at least another hour.