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 could hear the urgency hidden in the calm tone of Lord Hidden Moon.


Moving the Iron Queen from Xinlandon precipitously could have completely unpredictable chain consequences. An Eighth Rank Paradox Demon has been lurking in Xinlandon for who knows how long, perhaps just waiting for such an opportunity. Once the Iron Queen leaves, what will become of Xinlandon? The worst-case scenario would be for it to instantly turn into a demon-infested Abyss. And no one knows how much of a commotion the fight between the Iron Queen and the Void Ghost King will cause—the Void Ghost King is unlikely to be hiding in some deserted place, but is probably nestled within a busy city center. A battle between two Ninth Rank beings could easily reduce the entire city to rubble.


Chapter 6: Hidden Moon's Anxiety