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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: "???"

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Chapter 134 Demonic Warrior

The female elf lunged forward as she drew her sword, her figure elusive and phantom-like.

Ybur was highly tense; the female elf's figure was indeed shrouded in an illusionary phantom, as she charged, the surrounding light twisted, leaving trails of afterimages in mid-air—this was a spell, Misty Step!!

In the blink of an eye, the elf's phantom had already reached him, the dual Cicada Wing Blades raised high. Under the cover of the illusion, it looked as though a thousand blades were striking at him simultaneously! Ybur forced his body to retreat, while directly regurgitating the male elf from inside his body to serve as a shield. The tide-like phantom blades slashed down but, far from wounding the elf, they just severed the tentacles wrapped around him. Ybur's heart chilled and he immediately saw the female elf, moving with a dance-like grace, lightly spinning her body and inexplicably whirling around from the side.