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!

Karlo felt utterly refreshed, as if the qi and blood within his body were all flowing at an accelerated pace.


Strength when you need strength, skill when you need skill—this is a warrior's victory!


But in just that brief moment, the surrounding cultists finally reacted and viciously pounced on him, while the elder took a few steps back with Kathryn at his side, opening up some distance. Karlo just sneered coldly, pushed Aishi, who was somewhat in the way, aside, and then charged toward the nearest cultist with incredible speed. He crashed into the man like lightning, and in that instant, probably only the man heard the faint "crack" as Karlo's punch pierced through the air.


One punch struck the cultist's abdomen.


Chapter 90: Fighting, Exciting!