Typhlix

Colossals, Titans, and Demonic Beasts rule over a world where no weapon, no bullet, and no missile can pierce their nearly impenetrable hides. Ruthless, cunning, and more brutal than any human, these creatures brought humanity to the edge of extinction.

When half the population fell, a harsh truth emerged: only a monster could defeat a monster: ONLY A MONSTER COULD KILL A MONSTER.

Humanity became monsters.

In this world, one could only become stronger by fusing, merging and splicing their cells with monsters to become Exomorphers!

Ezra reincarnated into this world with a cheat system that allowed him to fuse ordinary farm animals into higher grade monsters!

[You have fused 100 sheeps, 100 horses, 100 cat-fishes and 100 chicken together!]

[Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Qilin!]
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[You have fused 100 lions, 100 eagles, 50 magma salamanders together!]

[Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Inferno Griffin!]

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[You have fused   100 parrots, 100 diamonds, 100 fireflies, and 50 flamingos together!]

[Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Crystal Phoenix!]

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While others risks their lives and spend their family fortunes to tame legendary beasts, Ezra only fuses farm animals to create mythical beasts!

Ezra’s Dad: “W-where are my chickens!?”

Ezra: “ A flying mythical beast attacked and ate them all!”

Ezra’s Dad: “A thousand of them!?”

Ezra: “Uhm. It was very hungry.”

(Note: This is not your regular beast taking novel. The beasts are no where near cute nor is there a special cuddly bond between Host and Symbiote!)

Monster Symbiosis With Fusion System

It had been too long since he could rip and kill like this. For far too long he had been wary of this and cautious of that. Even though he had possessed mighty power, he had not dared to let himself go.

Opportunities to release his full might and kill, like the one before him right now, were too few and far in between. It was rare enough for him to cherish every single second of the present.

He felt as if he had been born to fight!

Fighting and killing was his blood. Pain was the embellishment on his dish. All his desires and cravings were satisfied in combat.

Blocking Ligna's charge with his saber, Ezra smacked him into the distance with his elbow and watched as he smashed into the skyscraper like a cannonball.

Glass, metals, dust and rods tumbled down into the ground continuously, splashing up waves of water.

Only I Am The Strongest!