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

Su Han silently chanted in his heart, and then fine threads began to spread out from the body of the Bat-winged Alligator Dragon, moving toward the Chang Resentment Tiger King.


The Chang Resentment Tiger King growled softly, issuing its last threat. It knew these threads were more deadly than any previous attack.


But unfortunately, it no longer had the strength to resist.


The threads made of flesh and tissue were the first to surge into the blood hole near its neck and began to slowly fuse with the flesh around the wound. Healing the wound was nothing but a pipe dream, and a restoration of strength now even more impossible.


As if controlled by the Chang Resentment Tiger King, the remaining three to four thousand Phantom Beasts turned around and charged toward the Chang Resentment Tiger King.


They wanted to stop the actions of the Bat-winged Alligator Dragon and save their host, the Chang Resentment Tiger King.


Chapter 153 Phantom Beast Infection