Fatso of Stone Tile Slope

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual.
As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive.
Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife...
Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters...
Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive:
Use monsters to fight monsters.

My Monster Fuses Everything

Continuous gunfire is the best lure, and this visible area is the hunting ground and the battlefield.


Endless monsters kept attacking, some were First Order Inferior meat zombies, but there were also First-level Intermediate monsters like the Giant Claw Zombies.


However, on the side of the South City troops, there was serenity, cool and collected as they pressed their guns and fired, alternating between shooting and covering while reloading.


Bullets mowed down the monsters' lives like scythes, killing four to five hundred monsters in less than half an hour.


At that moment, a colossal figure suddenly charged out of the mist, standing five meters tall with tight muscles and an exaggerated tumor forming on its right arm, which had turned into a heavy, keratinous lump, like a meat hammer.


With each step shaking the ground, it strode toward the troops.


Chapter 88: Southern Prosperous Chemical Plant_2