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I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

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: "???"

Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns · Urban
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Chapter 188 Seventh Rank Spellcasters

Ybur instantly felt a "cold sweat" misperception.

Madam Mina's portrait was also hung here, what did it mean, could it be that Mina was already dead? If that was the case, then who was that person in the Divination Shop now?

"...Do you think, is there a possibility that,"

Sherry spoke softly, "that person... just like the others, has been enveloped in a cloak and brainwashed into something else? Could it be that she isn't Mina at all?"

Ybur's "cold sweat" illusion suddenly grew much stronger, "Could it be that person first killed Mina, then created a new Mina? What would be his purpose? Perhaps the Mina from before was fake, a subordinate of the baron? But if it was truly so, then our objectives should have been exposed long ago!"