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!

The Gnoll Tribe's size had shrunk again and again, but as the saying goes, small boats turn easily, and Ah Du only spent about a day to complete the tribe's relocation work.


A group of Gnolls, with their families and belongings, set out on the road to migration, and as the tribe's guardian beast... guardian deity, Ybur naturally set off with the group of Gnolls.


They hadn't been on the road for long when they encountered a small squad of Rat People.


The Rat People were stunned at the sight of the Gnolls, and the first few didn't react in time, rushing forward in disarray with their inferior weapons.


Ybur stretched his body out long, like a python, and pounced, swiftly dispatching the few Rat People in no time at all, so quickly that the other Gnolls didn't even get a chance to lift a finger.


Chapter 73 Your Living Armor Has Been Shipped