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 crossed a ridge and finally came to a valley created by a huge mountain peak. The valley floor was immensely vast, encircled by steep peaks that almost obscured the sky beyond.


The Golden Tree had its roots in the very center of this location, its massive trunk like a pillar supporting the vault of the sky.


Just then, a sharp and terrifying roar suddenly emanated from a mountain peak in the distance.


Following the sound, Su Han immediately saw a dark green monster, a hundred meters in length, covered with dark green spines, its torso sheathed in scales resembling those of a Lizardman.


The creature in front of him still bore some resemblance to the Demon King, but compared to before, it now looked more like a deep-sea dweller that had climbed out of the Great Blood Sea, completely devoid of reason, its wild will so palpable that Su Han could sense it clearly from such a distance.


Chapter 442: The Great Brawl Begins_2