Slime True Immortal史莱姆真仙

Spring—a season of renewal and rebirth. In the swamp forest, magical beasts were beginning to stir.

On the reed-lined riverbanks, beastkin sharpened sticks and set traps, lying in wait for their prey. In the north, human adventurers carefully inspected their wands and potions, preparing for another year of exploration.

And in the shadows, the slime—regarded by all as mere prey—was silently watching it all.

It was waiting.

Waiting for the flying sword to be forged, the Dao techniques to reach perfection, and for its other self in a different world to complete Foundation Establishment.

That would be the day the Slime True Immortal would finally make its debut. Collapse