My Monster Fuses Everything

Chang Crocodile Prison

Su Han controlled the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon as it used its skills, and soon a large amount of black water surged out from its body like shadows, then gathered on the surrounding ground.

The black water churned eerily around it, forming what seemed to be a swamp constructed of dark waters, capable of trapping any monster.

However, this was merely its initial form, as the black water's attack, entwinement, and erosion had yet to be manifested; this Blackwater Prison was still missing its beast.

Monsters killed by the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon had their souls devoured by the black water, which then reshaped them into evil crocodile-like creatures known as Chang Crocodiles, the beast of the Blackwater Swamp, aiding the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon in its endless battle.

In some ways, this Chang Crocodile Prison was the domain of the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon.

"What, what kind of trick is this?"

Zhu Xiong was very curious, as the skill seemed somewhat oppressive, but he was unclear about it for the moment.

With a smile, Su Han said, "Why don't you let the Glutton try it out and see?"

Zhu Xiong blinked, and seeing Su Han's expression, he tentatively asked, "Shall I give it a try?"

Su Han nodded, and knowing that he was serious, Zhu Xiong did not hold back and casually summoned his Angel Envoy, the Glutton.

"Not bad, it'll reach Second-order Intermediate in a little while."

He praised, and Old Zhu grinned with a smile: "The organization has trained it well."

No sooner had he spoken than the Glutton charged towards the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon, leaping high, its right arm swinging down like a flail towards the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon.

Its movements were not slow, but it didn't exert full force as though fighting a life-and-death battle.

However, expecting the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon to react, to his surprise, it remained unresponsive even as it drew closer.

Zhu Xiong instinctively wanted to stop, but at that moment, the black water spreading all around suddenly surged violently, shooting up like sticky tentacles and capturing the Glutton.

Zhu Xiong was shocked and immediately struggled with all his might, abandoning the reservation he had just assumed.

Joking around with the boss, a half-hearted attempt in the beginning was no problem.

But when the boss, who was much stronger than you, had started to seriously make a move, and you didn't give it your all, did you really think it was a slacking game?

The Glutton tried to escape the black water, but every time it managed to break free of a part, more black water surged over, striking repeatedly. It took a good two or three minutes of fierce struggling to finally break free and escape.

Smiling, Su Han looked at Old Zhu, and Zhu Xiong waved his hand: "Can't fight any longer, your black water control is a bit annoying, and it hasn't even made a move yet."

"It's not just about control."

With implied meaning in his words, Zhu Xiong had not yet figured it out when he heard Su Han say, "Let's head back, and find a place to kill monsters on the way."

He was very satisfied with the Chang Crocodile Prison's ability to unexpectedly entangle Second-grade Monsters using only the black water. Although it was not an ambush, achieving such an effect in itself signified its strong foundation.

The two organized their team and then headed towards the surrounding streets.

Under the shroud of fog, there was no shortage of monsters, but to witness a gathering of them, it needed to be places like residential areas or shopping malls.

They first left the vicinity of the zoo and then arrived at two residential areas not far from the zoo. As soon as they approached, numerous monsters had already started to rush out from within the fog.

There was no need for Su Han to take action as the combat members of the team had already dealt with the sporadic monsters.

As they arrived in front of the two residential buildings, the number of monsters suddenly increased, and the growling from the fog became more intense.

"Stay alert to our surroundings, and set up the Ancient Tree Crystal."

Su Han commanded, sitting atop the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon, his eyes fixed on the mist before him.

As team members threw out the Ancient Tree Crystals, the area lit up instantly, the fog rapidly dispersed, and then a mass of monsters discovered the squad's trail.

They roared softly, leaping furiously towards them, and in no time the streets and the entrances to the residential areas were converged by nearly a hundred monsters.

Chang Crocodile Prison

Su Han made the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon unleash the Chang Crocodile Prison; black water swiftly surged, spreading across the surrounding ground, constantly wriggling and extending.

The dozen raw corpses at the forefront charged ahead, intending to strike at the team, but before they could get close, they were entangled by the black water.

Raw corpses were no match for Second-grade Monsters; how could they withstand such devouring? Their flesh and bone quickly disappeared into the dark waters.

One after another, ferocious faces tried to emerge from the black water, their mouths stretched nearly to their fullest, eye sockets deeply sunken, looking ghastly.

Beneath these twisted visages were irregular shapes.

These were not raw corpses but souls that had been killed and devoured. Their piteous screams nearly pierced people's eardrums, but the monster's souls were quickly dragged back into the black water.

The black water continued to churn, but now it was adorned with terrifying faces.

Zhu Xiong and the others watched with chills running down their spines, realizing at this time that the black water spared not even the ghosts.

"Not yet enough?"

Su Han's gaze shifted slightly; having devoured seven or eight souls, the Chang Crocodiles had yet to be born.

Then the struggling raw corpses were killed by the black water, their souls taken. Gradually the required number was reached.

The ground's black water boiled as if erupting, and from within, a three-meter tall crocodile behemoth rose—Chang Crocodile, its face ferocious, its body robust, sharp claws hanging on either side, its entire form covered with writhing black water.

"Roar"

The Evil Crocodile growled lowly, and its eyes suddenly flared with crimson light before it charged at those flesh corpses that were rushing towards it.

Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, its powerful and mighty paws continuously tore apart the flesh corpses before it. As the corpses fell, vague and twisted monster shadows emerged, then, drawn by the Chang Crocodile Prison, were devoured by the black water.

Zhu Xiong swallowed and said in a low voice, "We've never seen this... this sort of ghostly thing when killing monsters."

He described the soul as a ghostly thing, and no one present would deny such a description.

Because the twisted shadow of nothingness did not in any way resemble a human.

The source of Spiritual Energy is based on things like the soul, will, and mind. And when a person is twisted into a grotesque monster, their soul certainly does not escape unscathed.

So, in a sense, it was truly reflective of their inner selves.

"The skill's influence is only manifesting now."

Su Han was also somewhat surprised, but he quickly figured it out and said, "If we were strong enough, perhaps we could see these things without relying on other forces."

From ordinary people being unable to clearly perceive their own mental strength to gradually becoming stronger and increasing their Spiritual Energy, everyone had begun to gradually sense the power of the mind.

In time, perhaps it would be possible to see souls with the naked eye.

The roaring of the battle continued. After killing over a dozen flesh corpses, the Evil Crocodile was surrounded, bombarded with a multitude of attacks.

Its body was constantly scratched open, and the black water could not repair the damage fast enough. Amidst the overwhelming attack of the flesh corpses, the Evil Crocodile dispersed, turning into black water that fell to the ground.

The flesh corpses, having lost their target, turned once again towards the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon. However, this time the black water was still churning, and slowly three Evil Crocodiles rose up again.

A peculiar feeling arose, but unfortunately, the monsters at hand would not back down from such a scene.

They continued to charge and kill, and the Evil Crocodiles fought even more relentlessly.

Each Evil Crocodile was a servant formed from the concentrated soul power of monsters, oblivious to death, pain, and all else.

All they knew was to follow orders and kill.

The more they killed, the more turbulent the black water of Chang Crocodile Prison became, and the more Evil Crocodiles would rise from it.

As long as the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon had sufficient Spiritual Energy and stamina, this massacre was far from easily ending.

The fight grew more intense, with monsters from two residential areas also beginning to pour out in large numbers.

Old Zhu Xiong also understood Su Han's intentions and decided to test the skill, instructing his men to start luring monsters from the surrounding blocks.
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In less than half an hour, the scale of the battle expanded significantly.

From the original hundreds, the number explosively increased to thousands, and not without First Order Upper Grade among them.

However, the changes in the Evil Crocodiles were even more terrifying, with their numbers reaching two to three hundred.

The large, pitch-black figures stood in pairs or threes on the streets, fighting fearlessly against the monsters.

Their ferocious mode of combat was even more extreme than that of the monsters.

One residential area, two residential areas... eventually, it turned into an entire district, with the black water almost covering the entire area, and Evil Crocodiles spread throughout the battlefield, viciously tearing apart any approaching monster.

Even a Second-grade Monster could not withstand the onslaught of the Evil Crocodiles.

"A thousand," Su Han sensed the situation of the skill, his eyebrows raising slightly. A thousand Evil Crocodiles at LV1 of Chang Crocodile Prison was the limit.

Zhu Xiong, looking at the empty streets littered with bodies—those that had not been eroded by the black water—saw over two thousand.

That is to say, Su Han had slaughtered at least three to four thousand monsters this time, and that was without his main body taking action.

"Those black water monsters of yours, although there are only a thousand of them, they cannot be killed. You scatter them with difficulty, and not long after, they emerge again. Which monster can have such endurance to outlast you?"

Zhu Xiong was a clear-headed man; the main point of the Evil Crocodiles was attrition, endless attrition. As long as the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon remained, the consumption would not end.

Moreover, besides causing disturbance, the Blood-winged Alligator Dragon could also take action; this was the true threat.

Su Han just smiled and did not correct Old Zhu's words.

Further improvement of the skill would lead to even stronger individuals among the Evil Crocodiles, and their number would increase even more.

"Only a thousand, if we encounter something more formidable, it's easy to kill them off and create gaps."

Zhu Xiong was incredulous, saying, "When there's a risk of gaps, I don't believe you won't take action."

He paused, then suddenly said, "It seems somewhat similar to the Mother Nest Ancient Tree."

Su Han shook his head, "The Ancient Tree is automatic, this is active, and a bit more consuming."

Zhu Xiong: ?

It's best if you're talking about team fighting.

The savvy Old Zhu Xiong had misunderstood, but he was still focused on the matter at hand, "We need to hurry back, I'll have people transport the flesh of these monsters. There's probably also survivors around; Zhao Yimin is searching, it will likely take some time..."

"Boss, Brother Zhu, there's a situation."

Before he could finish, Zhao Yimin came striding over, his expression somewhat grim.

"What happened?"

"Inside there are people who've been burned to death... and not just one. They've all been... sewn together."