Chapter 124: Wendy (below)

"You are late."
The bald man turned his anger on Hannibal, if it was a flame, it was enough to burn the other party into ashes.
Hannibal just smiled harmlessly at the other party, then took out his pocket watch from his jacket pocket and glanced at it.
"If my memory is correct, the sacrifice should start ten minutes later, but now the sacrifice is placed on the altar in advance."
The pocket watch lid closed gently, and the entire hall was silent. Only the faint breath of the naked man echoed on the rock face, as if some kind of lamented tone.
Hannibal glanced at the other six people with a smile, and finally fixed his gaze on the floating gray robe.
"Can anyone tell me what the is going on?"
Everyone said nothing in silence. Several of them blinked and looked at each other as if they were communicating silently.
In the end, the bald man stood up, and he was as provocative as ever.
"There is no reason for six people to wait for one."
"Oh, this..."
Hannibal showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then walked his hands under his own fire column, his long shadow twisted strangely on the ground.
Next, he did not make any comments on the previous words, but just clapped his hands and said in a solemn tone:
"Then let's start, first dedicate to our Lord and our God!"
Everyone lowered their heads in silence, Hannibal's lips moved slightly, and a thin whisper whispered, and at the same time the dark red thick viscous turbidity began to ooze from the surrounding rock walls, as if millions of people were crying and moaning and Hannibal's whisper Intertwined into a whisper enough to be crazy.
In this echo, the stone slab shook more and more violently and radiated heat. All the prayers and patterns gleamed faintly, and the blood on the pale white rotten man began to ooze out.
Suddenly, Hannibal stopped singing, and the silence instantly occupied the hall, and only the sound of liquid flowing broke the silence.
The man began to scream, a huge rift appeared in his chest, as if an invisible blade had crossed his body, and then his abdomen was torn violently. That was a terrible wound that the beast's claws could cause, more Blood and organs flowed from him, followed by countless small wounds appearing criss-crossed on the limbs, like countless mouths eating his hands and feet.
A few seconds later, his face was torn apart by invisible forces, eyes slipped onto the altar, and the final horror was maintained. Blood was sprayed from every inch of the screaming man’s body, dyeing the entire altar Redness.
The wet slippery tongue licking began to sound, so the people present looked at the impatience and hunger expressions that appeared at the altar. At this time, they seemed to have lost their senses and became a pure beast that longed for flesh and blood.
"let's start."
Hannibal's hissing sound just came out, and the other six people clambered up with cheers, and even a slender head had a deformed giant mouth with sharp teeth and bone spurs.
They crowded forward and tore the man to pieces with their hands and claws, and then happily.
Silence always accompanies all this. Only blood and flesh are torn in the whole hall, the crackling sound of the bones being dismantled and the blasphemous chewing sound. Hannibal stands at the edge of the altar and cuts the parts he needs with a peeling knife. He always keeps In his manners, or only he is most human-like at this time, but it is more terrifying and dirty.
All the edible parts were quickly wiped out, leaving only the best piece—the brain.
"Praise my Lord, Wendigo!"
As if performing a sacred ceremony, Hannibal cut the greasy scalp with a peeling knife. In order to obtain the hot feast, he opened the skull of the dead.
The last bit of the soup was eaten away, and everyone retreated to their place. There was only a red bone left on the altar of fleshy meat, and the flame turned back to the usual orange, and the invisible power went far away. .
"Talk about business."
Hannibal's expression was calm as he wiped the blood on his mouth with a napkin, but his words caused the other six to boil.
"Oak is approaching our field!"
The bald man raised his fist, roared loudly, and saliva spewed out of his mouth.
"I heard that they beat the beasts badly."
The fat man made a fat voice, and there was a little flesh hanging on his yellowed teeth.
"You must block them! Drive them away! Destroy them! The sacred land must not be tarnished! The things that cannot cause the Beast of the Holy Wall to happen to us!"
The mad priest almost jumped up.
Faced with these clamors, Hannibal just smiled and nodded with kindness. After everyone finished speaking, he said:
"Well, I understand what you mean. Do all six parishes agree?"
"I think……"
The slender figure uttered, like a broken music box. It patted the black tuxedo, and took a step forward.
"...Should be cautious. We have never communicated with or communicated with them, nor do we understand them."
"Edward Edward, I have the latest information about Ok here. UU reading www.uukanshu.com will give you a copy."
Hannibal made a good voice, and the other party nodded at him immediately.
"Thank you, I am about to."
"Edward is right. Ok is not necessarily our enemy."
The bald man also made a sound, and he stared at Hannibal with unmasked hostility on his face.
"Not long ago they attacked the Aswan fortress of the Benedict Empire. They didn’t have any position and camp. The beasts were just a bunch of idiots. They didn’t understand anything but eating and breeding, but we are different. We can think more More can also provide more..."
His words aroused other people's discussion. For them, Ok was really not a concept, but Hannibal was still the same smiling face. He spread his hands and laughed:
"please continue."
"Huh, they are just tools, and we can use them."
"For example? Use the magic of friendship to influence them? Maybe a good speaker like Mr. Parker can really do it, just like the blood-teaching friends in your family."
"There will be a way, provided they know our strength!"
The bald man clenched his fists hard and waved in the air.
"I propose to organize an advance team to meet the pioneers of Ok, defeat them, and then talk to their leader Gook. Whether it is a transaction or something, we can occupy a more active position. "
Hannibal glanced recklessly and said:
"Everyone thinks."
The four hands were raised at the same time. Obviously the idea of ​​the bald man was not impulsive.
Seeing this, Hannibal looked at the bald man meaningfully and nodded.
"Since that is the case, then according to the opinion of the priest Parker, this matter pleases you."