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!

The blood of Gods could transform into a special creature known as the Immortal Elixir, and though the Behemoth had only the intelligence of a wild beast, it undoubtedly held the status of a Demigod.


Perhaps because of this, Ybur felt that the Blood of Honggera resonated well with him.


A few days later, he had finally begun to absorb the Blood of Honggera within his body, which caused minor changes in him—he had now, seemingly, transformed into a Plasma Mud Monster, a special Mud-shaped Monster naturally endowed with Lightning Power. Whenever Ybur wished, his body could transform into a spherical liquid composed of blue-purple flows, floating in the air without the need for Telekinesis, and emitting streaks of lightning from it. These streaks of lightning were also integrated with his perception, allowing Ybur to lash them out like controlling his own tentacles.


Ybur could even generate magnetism via the electric currents to remotely drag metallic objects.


Chapter 93