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

They each used their techniques to launch their own attacks against the Black Water Vortex Cannon, which seemed as if it would pierce the heavens and the earth.


The mighty weapons in their hands, carrying the power to destroy a Blood Sea Space, cleaved towards the vast white bone hand.


Su Han drew near with his sword, and in a blink, he was already beside Yimu Han, his Black Sword like a fine thread, slicing towards Yimu Han's head.


Yimu Han was greatly alarmed and hurriedly retreated, raising his weapon to defend.


That strand of black thread, as if it had eyes, formed an arc in the blink of an eye and shot towards Yimu Han's arm.


The arm fell, and Yimu Han looked at Su Han in astonishment, fear suddenly climbing.


The falling arm did not go far, and in the next moment, it was completely Devoured by the Black Sword, turning into strands of Energy that surged into Su Han's body.


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