Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

Ybur glanced at the nameplate beside him and understood immediately.


This was a highly unique mud monster—a transparent mist that was naturally invisible and capable of creating illusions within itself. In some ancient legends, travelers wandering the desert would see an oasis shimmering in the distance, only to be swallowed by the mist upon approach, referring to this kind of creature.


The Mirage was like a breeze that could seep into any crevice, devouring any living thing enveloped in it. Conventional physical attacks and sound waves were useless against it, and since it was a mindless, soulless mud monster, mental attacks had no effect on it either… It was powerless against this creature.


Although the Mirage's ability to create illusions was indeed unique, the creature was too deadly to touch.


Ybur shifted his attention back to the other mud monsters.


Chapter 36 Special Slime