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

With a thunderous roar, the Rotflame Bone Dragon was struck through its spine, and the Black Flame on its body was mostly extinguished by the Black Water Vortex Cannon.


The several hundred meters long and fierce bone dragon lay in an extremely awkward and wretched heap on the ground, its aura faltering, appearing miserable.


The Great Demon space belonging to the Rotflame Bone Dragon was now mobilizing a huge amount of Spiritual Energy, attempting to infuse into its body to heal the injuries inflicted.


If no one interfered, the Rotflame Bone Dragon might have had a chance, but now, there was no possibility of turning the situation around.


Under the control of the Blood Prison Dragon, the dissipating Blood Tornado condensed the blood into chains, clattering as they passed through the gaps in the dragon's bones, gradually binding it.


Chapter 373: The Frustrated Rotflame Bone Dragon_2