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!

With a single thought, Ybur's consciousness had already ascended to a higher vantage.


The two Dwarf Fortresses were fully prepared.


—In fact, during the last hunt for the Leviathan, the Dwarf Fortresses had already transitioned into full wartime operations, evacuating all non-combatants from the area. Jiuxia, with its vast territory, had provided refuge for immigrants of various races from across the world. The lengthy preparations mostly revolved around coordinating such logistics. Thus, by the time of the second hunting campaign, the fortresses' response speed had significantly improved.


Heim wielded his magic wand, releasing the Demon Eye Detector of the Peeping Skill into the air. These constructs formed of magic power darted swiftly across the sky, projecting their visuals onto the large screen in the fortress control room.


Chapter 47 Patience