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

"Qinsa, do you really think everyone will follow your plans? Ambrose, Honorino, hold them back."


Without any needless words, the Lizardmen and the Night Winter Clan immediately started fighting, launching full-force attacks at each other's bodies.


King Ambrose and King Honorino summoned icy, bladed winds that fell like thousands of arrows piercing the heart.


Yigendi's gaze was icy cold; he raised his hand and used his magic wand to support a spiritual energy shield, blocking these attacks.


Qinsa's magic wand traced a sharp light, shattering the ice wall. King Skula stepped forward to block him, and the two immediately tangled in combat.


Energy bursts were unceasing; the battle was a back-and-forth of countless strikes against each other.


Meanwhile, the battle between the Undead Race and the Abyssal Insect Race intensified, with explosions sounding continuously, almost sealing off the left area.


Chapter 443: Benefit as a Fisher_2