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!

If Zebuzal leaves, then what exactly does this Death Magic Formation mean? What kind of power does this Array truly possess? Ideas flashed through Ybur's mind, but before he could make sense of it, he heard Zebuzal say, "If you're not in a hurry to leave, you could do me a small favor."


Ybur exclaimed in surprise, "Is there really something I can help you with?"


Zebuzal glanced to the side, picked up the Rat Person with his bony hand, and tossed it over, "This fellow has been following me and studying for a while, but I'm not sure how much it has grasped. You can test it out."


The Rat Person's sealed mouth wriggled twice, and its flesh retracted, returning to normal. It touched its mouth in surprise, then stared at Ybur with a neurotic fury.


Ybur hesitated a moment, "You mean you want me to spar with it?"


The Rat Person immediately screamed eagerly, "Can I kill it then?!"


Zebuzal appeared indifferent, "If you can."


Chapter 31: The Mutant Monster