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 and the others entered the ruins to explore, while Ybur did not follow them but chose a different direction and scrambled on its own.


"...Speaking of which, why does it feel like there's nothing here? Where's my treasure?"


Ybur waved its tentacles furiously and suddenly "huh" voiced an exclamation.


After carefully discerning for a while, Ybur realized—it was the spatial perception of the Slithering Deep Pit that had reacted. There were spatial fluctuations nearby!


Ybur immediately got excited, thinking it had finally encountered some valuables. Spatial objects couldn't just be ordinary items!


It confirmed its surroundings and then scuttled toward the source. Gradually, the sound of a conversation reached its sensory organs.


"...Sure enough, many people have come. Now this is—huh? What's that noise?"


Chapter 138 Moloch