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.
"First Order Inferior, called the Giant Macrophage Dog, but it seems it's almost First-level Intermediate."
First Order Inferior nearing Medium, indeed this power is stronger than that of an ordinary flesh corpse.
Su Han continued to ask, but noticed a small detail.
Bai Xiao'e felt not just the sensation of swollen veins, but a stinging pain from within her body, clearly suffering more than the other three men.
"Don't recall your Giant Macrophage Dogs; keep them on guard with the team. Their speed is faster, and their senses are more acute."
"Yes, Boss Su Han."
The emergence of such a situation with Fusion was indeed beyond Su Han's expectations, but after careful thought, it seemed quite normal.
The Angel Envoy feeds back strength; if the disparity between the Contractor and the Angel Envoy is too great, then the Contract becomes a burden and could very likely harm the Contractor themselves.