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 lifted his eyes to observe the space he was in, where golden light enshrouded everything, and all the surrounding space seemed like void.  


Only not far in front of him, an ordinary-looking Earth floated before him.  


This Earth was unremarkable, just as commonplace as the Earth before the apocalypse had descended.  


The Earth shifted between insubstantial and substantial, like a phantasm, as a summoning power reached out to Su Han.  


Su Han's body was gradually materializing, with the Star Torch Tree Spirit occupying where his heart was, and threads of light flowed from it like filaments, merging into his body.  


He just sensed it, and his expression subtly changed.  


Each thread of light represented one person's sacrifice—their life, soul, and all that they were.  


Su Han's expression was moved, and his gaze towards 'Earth' grew even more profound.  


Chapter 457: True Sacrifice