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!

After careful consideration, Ybur felt that the current situation wasn't too bad.


The Shapeshifter had one moderate weakness: as a melee profession, its Body Secret Source was only second-ranked, making its body not quite strong enough; and if it tried to mimic other creatures' supernatural powers to gain an advantage on the spiritual level, it would struggle due to insufficient Secret Source of Spirit, resulting in a lack of endurance. In short, in both aspects, it found itself in an awkward position, relying on the versatility of the Heart's Secret Source to balance things out. This is why Shapeshifters are considered a "mid-tier profession"—compared to other professions, they fall behind early on and can't keep up with the numbers in the later stages, experiencing only a brief period of dominance in between.


But becoming a Demon, walking on two legs, would undoubtedly make up for its shortcomings.


Chapter 88 Arrival of the Desolation Plague Monster