All Worlds Madhouse

Just as Ziliang thought, Hannibal fell silent.

This is an extremely obvious desire that does not need to be hidden or explained. Hannibal’s pursuit of food can be said to be a kind of arrogant and twisted self-recognition. People who eat grass are only worthy of the company of cattle and sheep. Human beings naturally want to stand above human beings. He has studied the texts about "gods" since he was a child, just to make himself comparable to gods. This is certainly not a paranoid absurd idea. At least for Hannibal, it is a desire and a pursuit.

So what if you eat a god?

No one has really seen God, or whatever they call those things. In short, if there is such a transcendent existence in front of him, can he really give up?

So Hannibal was stunned. He stared at this guy who looked slovenly, but on a spiritual level, he was far beyond his own knowledge.

He tempted himself again with naked temptation.

And I was indeed tempted!

"Haha - do you know what you are talking about?" Hannibal's elegant and cold face was slightly distorted. This distortion was caused by an uncontrollable excitement.

He looked at Ziliang, who was indeed a little decadent and dirty, but could always be cleaned. He was much better than those humans who were bright and beautiful on the outside, but mentally dirty. Hannibal swallowed unconsciously. He seemed to have seen Ziliang's body lying naked after being washed, with the body reflecting a faint luster. Right in front of him, he had to seriously appreciate him cutting him.

"Of course I know." Ziliang still smiled and said: "You feed on humans because you can't find higher-quality food than humans in this world, right? But you have eaten humans for so many years. Are you tired of eating already?

Remember the first time you ate a human? I guess it didn't even require any processing.

But what now? Look at what you eat. It’s dirty and boring. You’re just chasing things that make you sick in your limited life. You must have been tired of eating for a long time, so now you have to use the most expensive spices. Cooking must be done on the most gorgeous tableware, with comfortable knives and forks, seats, and the most beautiful music. Only in this way can you continue to eat.

But what can you do? You can't find anything tastier, so you just keep eating it like lumps of cumin-dusted dirt.

How long are you going to eat?

Haha——keep eating? Is the meal you eat until your death accompanied by these things that you have long been unable to swallow? "

Ziliang's words were like drops of hot oil dripping into Hannibal's heart, and his muscles even started to tremble.

"Now, a more vivid ingredient is right in front of you. Look at me, a food more delicious than the most unforgettable food you have ever eaten. So delicious that you don't even know me, so you can't even imagine what I taste like. Arrive! And now, I am standing here.

Do you want to try it? "

Hannibal didn't need to say anything, the whole world knew, he thought.

Of course he thought that no matter how crazy this eating habit was, it was still his pursuit. Even if he would be dragged into the deepest part of the nine levels of purgatory, he would still turn those evil ghosts into food in his mouth. Eat all the way up!

So his smile became even more distorted, and the clear outlines already resembled the face of some kind of evil ghost, but it still showed the strange and fascinating charm: "Why, will you cut yourself into pieces and give them to me?" What?"

"Of course not, how could you accept the worst kind of charity." Ziliang responded: "I will not regard you as the kind of tramp who only knows how to waste natural resources. You are the one who knows the best among thousands of planes. For those who enjoy delicious food, the cooking process is more worthy of your obsession than the moment you eat it.

So, stay by my side, become stronger and understand me better step by step, this is also a process of cooking. Until one day, you can finally press me on your chopping board and cut my body open yourself, Just imagine how satisfying you will be at that moment! "

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Hannibal didn't answer, but he smiled, and the face that had been indifferent for who knows how many years was twisted and bloomed for the first time.

Ziliang clearly felt that the compass in his hand began to tremble. A few lines of words immediately appeared.

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【Fusion completed】

[Class B Sin Fragments: Gluttonous Mind-Eating Wise Man]

【Hannibal Lecter】

[The road to evolution begins]

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This is the same text as when it was fused with Harley Quinn. At the same time, the whole hospital began to shake with crunching sounds again. Ziliang closed his eyes and opened his arms slightly.

A hurricane struck from nowhere. When Ziliang opened his eyes again, he was already in the "Evolution Corridor".

Ziliang arrived at the end of his own path with ease, and a piece of lavender fragment was already there quietly waiting for his arrival.

Everyone must still remember that the C-level fragment belonging to Harley Quinn is light blue, while this B-level fragment of Hannibal is purple.

Of course, the strength of the sin fragments is not judged by the level. When "sin" was broken, different fragments were scattered in thousands of planes, and the environment of each plane gave birth to different fragments. Attributes, in fact, they are not much different in essence. In other words, if you throw Hannibal into Gotham, he can also do big things.

Of course, Hannibal is not scattered in Gotham after all, so this difference also allows different fragments to open different doors of evolution. The evolutionary ability of B-level is naturally more powerful than that of C-level.

However, this time, Ziliang did not seem to choose to open a new path of evolution, but instead, without thinking, came to the corridor of the [Incomplete Blood of Tithonos] again last time.

Standing in front of the sign at the beginning of the corridor, Ziliang took out the compass from his pocket and put it on. At the same time, a line of words slowly emerged.

[Whether to open the next door of "Blood of Tithonus\