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

As soon as his voice faded, Qinsa saw the human 'furious with embarrassment', with a massive Spiritual Energy Phantom hand turning into a sword finger, and several black sword lights condensed from the void and shot straight towards them.


The sword lights were more condensed and powerful than the first, causing Qinsa and King Skula's expressions to darken as they immediately put all their efforts into condensing Spiritual Power and the Power of Rules for defense.


The more anxious Su Han became, the more they needed to keep calm. As long as the Undead Race and the Abyssal Insect Race arrived, this human, no matter how powerful, could not possibly withstand the joint hands of so many Seventh Order species.


'It's just that the fight for the world artifact will be...'


The sharp tibiae scythe pierced through his body, and before Qinsa could react, his entire body had already been penetrated by the attack.


Chapter 444: World Relic