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 immediately created an avatar and then tried to slash itself.


The damage from each slash compounded and seemed significantly more pronounced than what that elf wielded. Ybur vaguely guessed that the compounding damage from Hundred-Split Slash was a form of "transformation," which closely related to the Heart's Secret Source... In other words, the more abundant the Heart's Secret Source, the higher the damage of Hundred-Split Slash would be.


And the duration of Hundred-Split Slash was probably related to the Body Secret Source; for now, it could only last about two seconds, slightly longer than the elf's slashes, since Ybur was not just a Shapeshifter but also a Fourth Rank Elemental Slime without considering its professional level.


Chapter 84 Flexible Mimicry