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!

High Priest Ah Du Delaxin looked at the entity before him with some trepidation.


Despite having a name that sounded harmless to humans and livestock, in reality, the black pudding monster was definitely considered a formidable enemy to the average person. A fully grown black pudding was a headache for many First and Second Rank vocational practitioners because its acid could corrode even metal armor. Its soft and shape-shifting body gave it a tremendous ability to absorb physical damage, and it didn't have conventional weak points. Even a loss of ninety percent of its bodily tissue didn't count as death…


It was hard to deal with and possessed powerful killing ability. If they encountered a black pudding monster, the only thing their tribe could do was to walk around it.


And a black pudding monster with intelligence, capable of mental communication?


Chapter 64 Ah Du