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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 179 Reckless

Ybur stayed inside the carriage that Afu Jiala had created, a gurgling sound emanating from within its body.

The dimensional rift opened up.

Not bad. Although the Constructor had fashioned a sturdy "cage," it hadn't guarded against spatial abilities—of course, who would normally think that an "Elemental Creature" could also teleport?

It injected its body into the dimensional rift like flowing slime, swiftly moving half its body into the Dimensional Stomach. At the same time, Ybur was inhaling air and expanding its body with Telekinesis, making it appear from the outside that its size hadn't changed at all.

Then, Ybur's consciousness pinpointed the Gnoll Tribe, connecting to the Avatar left within the tribe. The dimensional rift fell under control again, and its tissues slowly squeezed out, flowing over the ground like water.

Heh, I have a special escape Skill!