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

The sudden emergence of the Undead Race completely shattered Qinsa's plans.


Leading the Undead Army, the Immortal Corpse Witch, the Undead Nine-headed Dragon, and the Bone Corroding Death Lord marched majestically toward the Golden Tree, with hundreds of thousands of the Undead, already perilously close.


'Damn it, the Undead Race even hid a Seventh Order Combat Power,' Qinsa cursed.


Before entering the Golden Tree Realm, the strength of each race had been roughly estimated. At that time, the Undead only had two Seventh Order Combat Powers, one being the Immortal Corpse Witch, and the other the Undead Nine-headed Dragon.


Yet now, an unknown Seventh Order of the Undead appeared, clearly part of their long-standing scheme. With the three Undead exuding a tremendous force, if they reached the Golden Tree first, the treasured relics of the world would likely be snatched by these damned creatures.


Chapter 443: The Fisher's Gain