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!

"Don't look at me like that," the rough woman said. "We don't have any deep grudges, do we? Even though we did attack you guys before, nobody died on your side, and you've already killed these two, so you should be even by now, right?"


"Don't you want to avenge them?" Karlo was confused.


"We weren't that close, just temporarily banded together to do business, and we nearly had an internal dispute a couple of days ago," the woman said nonchalantly. "Risk my life for them? Obviously, there's no need, my own life is more precious. If you let me go, I can give you all the treasure we've collected over the past few days."


Chapter 134 Picking Up Leftovers