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 was overjoyed, experimenting with the combat prowess available to him after entering his shapeshifting state.


First was the basic quality of his body.


Shapeshifters were actually quite the awkward profession—being a class that primarily relied on close combat, yet their path wasn't focused on the Body Secret Source. However, after reaching Second Rank, the grasp of "Deep Mimicry" slightly redeemed the power of shapeshifters to a certain extent, because during Deep Mimicry, besides the mere change of form, the power that lay hidden within a shapeshifter's spirit could be slightly unleashed.


Put simply, after entering Deep Mimicry, Ybur felt his strength and endurance had both improved.


About a 30% increase. Not too exaggerated, but not to be underestimated either.


Chapter 59 Do I Look Like a Human?