Spring, the season when all things are reborn.

The monsters of the Swamp Forest begin to stir restlessly, the Sub-humans on the banks of the Reed River whittle sticks to make traps and wait for prey, and the human Adventurers to the north are also carefully inspecting their wands and potions, preparing for the new year's expeditions.

And in the shadows, the Slime they see as prey is secretly watching it all.

It is waiting.

Waiting for the flying sword to be forged, for its Daoist Skills to be perfected, and for its other-worldly self to achieve Foundation Establishment.

That is when it, the Slime True Immortal, will emerge into the world.


Chen Yu saw the Filth Race surging forward like a black tide, and his entire Gel body shuddered, jolting him completely awake.


Although he had long suspected that a Demon might be backing the Goblin Army, he hadn't expected to see these cockroach-like things again.


'No, a vile creature like this shouldn't exist in Zeyarira.'


"Beet, make them say goodbye to this world."


Beet buzzed in response. The Blood Legion, hovering over the city wall, glowed with sanguine light once more as the last of the blood energy within their domain was drained away.


Innumerable dark red orbs of blood flew over the statues of guardian knights standing below, crashing down like a dense artillery barrage into the surging tide of the Filth Race.


Chapter 306 - Chapter 201: Silver Throne