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.
"Be careful, it's a Four-armed Corpse!"
Although it was just a silhouette, Su Han had already recognized their identity by their posture.
The Four-armed Corpse in the mist heard the noise and was already charging forward in large strides, agilely leaping over car gaps and car tops. In an instant, seven or eight dark shadows had already reached a distance of less than thirty meters.
The figures of the Four-armed Corpses had become clearly visible, their taut and twisted red muscles and fierce claws chilling to the bone. Facing such monstrous creatures made the legs of the ten ordinary people who had recently joined tremble uncontrollably.