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.
The attack shot by the Blood Tree Rock Turtle, even the red beam of the Hundred Demons Leviathan, was completely devoured at this moment, with not a single bit spilling out.
The tentacle suddenly realized something was wrong, but it was too late. A powerful suction stirred it over, grinding it to bits and absorbing it clean as nutrients.
All of it transformed into spiritual energy that surged into Su Han's body, strengthening his flesh and soul, and his aura even rose slightly.
"Come out, all of you."
Su Han's voice carried across, and on the surface of the sea, three enormous creatures suddenly appeared before him.
One was a several hundred meters long pitch-black octopus floating in the sky, its body covered with dark purple patterns and possessed hundreds of huge tentacles full of spikes and sharp beaks, creating ripples in the space around it.