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

Upon seeing that Qinsa possessed such tactics, King Skula couldn't refuse. Since he dared to speak in such a manner and even revealed his cards, it meant that he had already boarded a ship of thieves.


If King Skula didn't agree, Qinsa would definitely not hesitate to cast those two curses on them.


Although it might not be completely effective, King Skula did not dare to gamble, nor was there any need to gamble.


King Skula refused to halt halfway and directly said, "Let's take this opportunity, while everyone has been transported to different locations upon entering the Golden Tree Realm, to find them and take immediate action."


The two reached a cooperation, and after the Night Winter Clan gathered the remains of the Corpse Beasts and tree corpses on the ground and took out the golden pearls, warriors from both races began quickly spreading out to other areas of the mountains, searching for traces of other races.


Chapter 440: Plotting Against the Undead Race