"How? Remember? Hannibal's voice came from nowhere.

Will searched everywhere, but there was no one else in the room but himself and Mr. Andrew.

"So...... Are you hypnotizing me? Will didn't seem to be panicked, and sat firmly in his chair.

"I'm just asking you to recall, what did you do that night...... Hannibal's voice came again: "Who bought such tasteful utensils, who invited Mr. Andrew to his house, and who cut his brain...... Do you think that after catching me, the side effects of your substitution ability will be reduced?

No, of course not, you're just more caught up in it, and you can't tell who you really are, like at this moment, you think...... Are you still yourself? ”

Will was stunned for a moment, he slowly reached for the spoon in front of him, and then pointed his back at himself.

The back of the silver spoon reflected a face, clear, but incomparably distorted, it was not himself at all, but Hannibal......

"Now recall the tip of your tongue, the taste of Xia Langzi's cream, how many places did you run to get a small piece...... The softness of the prefrontal lobe, the coolness after being chilled, you have deliberately picked a lot of mountain thorn fruits for that little bit of sweetness and sourness, and you have written so much about the psychology of murderers, and have experienced the excitement of killing, why do you still feel dissatisfied?

Hehe, because there are still some things you haven't experienced.

Oh no, now you've experienced it...... So, you've figured out who the new ogre really is, right? ”

Hannibal's voice was still clear, and even if he covered his ears, it didn't help, because the voice echoed in Will's own head.

That's what he thinks at all......

"The one who ate Mr. Andrew's brain, am I?"

Will thought, he looked down and saw the delicate box of thin ice on the lower level, and on top of that ice cube lay patches of milky white flesh......

Will knew what it was, and he knew what it tasted like..... Soft, cool, sweet, as if as long as you put it in your mouth, the taste can swim all over the body, can dispel all the heat of the whole room, and can make the pores relax comfortably.

At this moment, he did not hesitate, because he clearly felt Hannibal's pursuit of food, and the subtle enjoyment when he looked down on food proudly.

"Will" pinched a piece of frontal lobe...... Dip it in cool lemon juice and put it in your mouth...... Closed my eyes in contentment!

At this moment, time seemed to be pressed the fast-forward button, and all the murderers that Will had written on his profile appeared one after another, and they coincided together, and the dozens of faces gradually merged, forming a face with an abrupt outline...... Hannibal!

Hannibal slowly held out a hand to Will.

"Now...... It's up to you......"

His voice is still full of magnetism, and that face is by no means pretty, but it gives people an incomparably strong sense of security, and that deep gaze is like some kind of summons, attracting people to trust him, to obey him, like a flame that lures moths, like an abyss staring at you.

Will looked at Hannibal blankly, his taste buds still feeling the deadly delicacy, so he slowly stretched out his hand and stretched out to Hannibal to welcome his new life.

But at this moment! Sudden mutation!

All around them suddenly disappeared.

......

Hannibal found himself standing at the top of a mountain.

As far as the eye could see, there was a bloody light rushing to the sky, endless blood-colored mist swirling, and the smell of the fishy wind was disgusting. The scarlet blood water gathered into a river and the whole land was like a piece of red-hot iron, revealing a red brilliance, and huge mountains of dry bones stood tall, all of them were stained with scarlet blood, and the rolling rivers of blood roared under the mountain of bones, and all the huge stone pillars and rock walls shimmered with terrifying blood.

It was a kind of horror that went straight to the bottom of my heart, and even if I held my breath, I could still feel the breath of endless fear. The earth shook violently, and a dull demonic howl continued to be heard deep underground. The whole sky is no longer bright, no, there is no sky at all, the whole sky is tumbling hot magma! The earth-shattering loud sound was like a sudden explosion of thunder, the gravel rushed to the sky, the smell of fish was tangy, the blood was constantly surging, and the earth was shaking violently, tearing open the cracks like canyons, stretching into the invisible distance!

Hannibal looked at this scene in shock, he had read countless books on theology, but neither in the text nor in the illustrations, he could not imagine such a day of collapse.

This is a scene that can only happen if the world is destroyed!

And in this upside-down space, Hannibal seemed to see a figure standing in the middle of the cracked earth...... The man was covered in blood, tilting his head slightly, looking at the sky formed by the lava......

What does he seem to be holding on his mouth?

Is it smoke?

At this moment, the man in the distance seemed to notice something, and he casually turned his head to look at the top of the mountain......

Two scarlet glances exploded in Hannibal's head! He felt an emotion that he couldn't understand, angry, violent, crazy, but calmly dismissive......

And in the next moment when the eyes meet!

All...... Returned to darkness.

......

I don't know how long it took......

"Is he still alive?" A quiet voice came.

"The heartbeat seems to have stopped......" This was Ziliang's voice, and Hannibal could hear it.

"He is the sin fragment of this plane? It's a shame to die like this, but this guy doesn't look like he's hurt. "This time it was a woman's voice, a little shrill and weird.

"Explain that later, Quinn, your adrenaline! To the heart! ”

Hannibal felt a pain in his chest, but it was as if he had only a wisp of consciousness left, completely out of control of his body.

Immediately afterward, Hannibal felt a chill come from somewhere under his ribs...... He knew that his chest had been cut open.

A pair of hands reached into his body..... Through the ribs, he squeezed open one of the lobes of his lungs and held his own heart.

One time......

Double-click......

That hand was rhythmically pinching its heart, as if it were helping it beat.

finally

"Puff ......"

There was a soft sound in the darkness!