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!

Macall's body completely dissipated into light, turning into countless floating geometric patterns—this meant that the ritual was already half-successful, and the rest had to be completed above the Dream Realm.


Ybur hesitated about whether to ask Lord Hidden Moon about the situation, but then he saw those geometric patterns converging together, and Macall's figure was reassembled from them.


"Without any mishaps," Macall said calmly. Ybur observed him carefully and felt that the "human touch" in the mage seemed much fainter, his expression as indifferent as plain water.


Ybur excitedly asked, "What high-rank profession did you choose?"


—A mage's high-rank professions are generally divided into two categories. One is to switch to other paths, becoming powerful "special professions" like a Lich or Mist Veil Illusionist; the other is to continue climbing up one's original path.


Chapter 132: The Mage's Tactics