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

"Langmuluo has already descended in your world, occupying a city... It seems... it seems to be called Lingshui City. The Skull Tribe has taken control and enslaved the humans there."


The sluggish and weak voice came through, causing the faces of everyone present to change abruptly.


"Lingshui City relies on Tianmen Ridge, in the Central Plains region, and is only a little over eight hundred kilometers away from us. Moreover, it's not too far from all the places to the north."


Zhou Wentao's face was heavy with concern. Such a location being occupied by the Lizardmen Clan posed a great threat to everywhere if they spread unchecked.


"How many are there in the Skull Tribe?"


Chapter 329: Meeting at the Seven Cities