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 overall situation was set, the battle of Iron Ring City concluded rapidly, leaving only the rubbish time of cleaning up the battlefield.


In fact, if both sides had clearly prepared and engaged in a head-on clash, Iron Ring City might not have been defeated—Zhuoer's flesh-molding technology was very developed, even capable of mass-producing existences around the Fifth Rank, the Matriarch of the Hida family had also enhanced herself through flesh-sculpting, devouring her own relatives to gain a large number of additional professional abilities, theoretically capable of handling an Eighth Rank powerhouse for a couple of moves, and the Ayihan family was even more powerful, with many experts emerging in succession…


But with the teleportation gate provided by Ybur and the intelligence supplied by Lady Tajizana, the West Mountain Army was well-prepared, seizing the initiative, and then won easily with an overwhelming strike.


Chapter 102: Don't Jinx It by Speaking!