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!

Ybur's body squirmed twice, pushing the Saraphido inside away, and in the next instant, the giant Rapier pierced through its body.


It was just that there was something so big inside its body, creating a bulging sensation.


The Magician pulled out a second Rapier, "Everyone can place a bet to see how many swords it will take for me to hit that little guy inside!"


The second sword pierced in from another direction. Ybur pushed Saraphido aside again, and the blade quickly pierced through, crossing with the previous one to form an X shape. Just as the Magician was about to draw the third sword, Ybur became annoyed, "Damn it, you're just stabbing me, huh?!"


It flung out a tentacle, the tip rapidly sharpening into Spikes, lunging at the Magician: "I'm going to stab you to death! Stab you, stab you, stab you, stab you..."


Chapter 142: Stab You to Death!