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.
Guo Gang's words made everyone pause, and Zhu Xiong asked in confusion, "Are you talking about the skills to control those monsters?"
"Yes," Guo Gang nodded, "Phantom Beast Infection can also be spread by infecting the monsters, allowing them to be gradually assimilated, and then turned into puppet-like Phantom Beasts, but... my ability can only control 10 units of monsters, and they must be one rank lower than the Chang Resentment Tiger itself. Moreover, the process consumes the Spiritual Energy and physical strength of the Chang Resentment Tiger."
A Second Order Low Grade Chang Resentment Tiger could only infect and control ten units of First Order Monsters, and although it could extend to First Order Upper Grade, it was far from sufficient to build a Chang Beast Legion.
Su Han furrowed his brows, surprised by the significant gap.