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.
He nodded and said, "I understand."
"Zhoushi, you three keep a close watch on the ritual he's about to go through, for it is the same one you will experience,"
"Understood."
Soon, everyone else had left the testing grounds, leaving Fan Wendao alone. The empty space combined with the thick iron walls seemed to imprison him like a cage.
"This feeling is really uncomfortable,"
Even though the space was large, he still felt uneasy about the enclosure.
Fan Wendao took a deep breath; the Book of Blood Spirit in his hand lit up as he summoned his first Angel Envoy.
This was a Black Bone Devourer Dog, a Giant Macrophage Dog that had undergone transformation and advancement, possessing Third Order Intermediate strength, standing five meters tall, and thirteen meters in length. Its body was protected by a black skeleton, with pitch-black bone spikes at the head and joints, capable of launching spike assaults.
"Old pal, I have to sacrifice you this time,"