In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1818: Summer in Fool’s Village (30)

On a midsummer evening in Gotham, there is a dim yellow light floating in the air, and the heat is thick on the surface. The moisture rising in the earth is mixed with the fragrance of grass, and it gets in through the gaps in the doors and windows, but it can only Floating above the room.

Guests who walked into the restaurant smelled an extremely rich aroma.

The people who came after receiving the invitation looked at the others calmly and found that they all looked familiar. They were all the archmages who gathered in Gotham some time ago to build the earth's magic defense network, and the few remaining ones. Many apprentices.

At this time, everyone had an expression of indescribable shock on their faces.

It has nothing to do with the aroma or the food, it's just because of the almost substantial energy permeating the room, which is a demonic power that they are all too familiar with.

"What's going on?!" Jim asked with trembling lips. He looked down at the dishes on the table and followed his instinct and asked: "What kind of meat is this? What kind of meat is this? Schiller!"

"This is moose meat."

"Impossible!!!" a female mage screamed. She started roaring like crazy and reached out to grab the steak on the table, but her companion stopped her and stared at the table closely. The meat on the plate swallowed the saliva.

Schiller stood up from the head seat at the long table, picked up the wine glass and said: "As you can see, today's main course is red wine marinated venison shank steak, rosemary venison short ribs, yogurt and parsley Grilled liver tips, deer blood pudding and vegetable venison red soup."

"Are you crazy? This is not venison at all!" A black mage roared: "How dare he...how dare he...he will be cursed!"

No one else is like falling into an ice cave.

At that moment, the wine glass held in one hand fell behind my face, making a heavy sound. Caowei Xiuqi looked up blankly and only saw Jim's smiling eyes.

Cannibalism is the most forgivable sin ever since the establishment of civilized society.

"Now that our cries of hunger are annoying, you think our Lord should put an end to the slaughter."

Even the team that Schiller was impressed with picked up the tableware a little obviously. We have eaten magical creatures before, and the roasted elf venison in Maia is also quite delicious.

Did anyone stop? Everyone was crazily stuffing meat into their mouths, giving up tableware and etiquette, reaching out to grab and bite until a very small amount of meat was eaten. Exhausted, we finally picked up the dishes again.

The group of people who saw the dishes later were unable to identify the types of ingredients due to various reasons. Tranqiqi was a local mage and had almost dealt with local demons. Zatanna's power It comes from the devil. Although I have fought against the devil, I have also had in-depth exchanges with our regression, so it naturally feels like it is coming from the devil.

And that group of people spent so much power in the war of vampire invasion. Even if we are all such stupid young people who rely too much on power, the hunger and thirst in our souls will always keep screaming.

"You choose a weak lamb from your stall and put it on the altar, so that our Lord can take us off the table. It's fair, isn't it?"

Just as the first fork was about to touch the food, Jim's voice sounded again.

Whether Caowei answered, the sharp fangs on the human skin flashed past. I turned the wine glass in my hand and moved it closer to Strand.

Jim then looked at Pamela, who was sitting in the first place on the right, and said: "When a person forgets who he is and succumbs to hunger, he becomes a pig, and humans always succumb."

When the first scream came out, Strand took a deep breath, my right wing shook heavily, and a little mage who was busy fighting was photographed under the wall in front of him. Turned into minced meat.

But the same goes for the little mages here. Almost all of our power comes from angels and demons. Feeling the power of demons has become instinctive for us, so we are very sure that what Jim said is true. Under the table The raw materials of the dish certainly feel devilish.

Ten minutes ago, Cao Wei Xiuding picked up the wine glass filled with dark red wine.

Stranger looked at Azazedine in shock, then at Jim, and then at Azazedine.

Schiller's eyes narrowed, and I suddenly looked at Jim. I stood up suddenly and shouted in disbelief: "He gave us..."

Caowei Xiuding walked up to Strander with a smile and said: "He has not absorbed all the evils out there, so he has to pay the bill. Then you let the devil kill you, and then go." Heaven spreads his ugly face of defaulting to all the angels."

No one stopped yet.

Jim hurriedly walked to the opposite side of Strander. Strander turned to look at me. Jim put the still empty wine glass on the back of Strander's neck.

What is eating people? You are very hungry now, you need strength, you will eat anything as long as it can fill your stomach.

"Honor Dante."

A white-haired old mage almost knocked over the plate with trembling hands. I looked at Jim in fear and asked: "He has killed so few demons, the devil of **** will let him go!"

"Through him, retreat into the crowd of people who will be restored after all calamities, Caowei."

My tone gradually became higher and higher, "Cao Weixiuer, the Lord's scapegoat, the first animal sacrifice, if his blood is left, he cannot leave."

The fork stuck out of the eye socket, the table knife cut the throat, the **** feast finally started, everyone crawled under the table, and ended up using the most primitive weapons-nails and teeth-to get out from under our kind. Tear off the flesh and blood.

Schiller's lips also stopped trembling, and I swallowed instinctively to resist the nauseating feeling coming back from my stomach. I almost ate it.

Before a "crackling" sound of gold and iron, all the guests picked up the tableware with trembling hands, saliva flowed from our mouths, and blazing flames came out of our eyes.

But when someone paid attention to the old mage's situation, no one looked stiffly at the table of sumptuous dishes. Every ray of cold air rising from below was naked and simple. , is the essence of power mixed with any impurities.

Since there is no turning back after eating devil's meat, shouldn't they try to trick us into eating it?

"Through him retreat into the city of joy; through him, retreat into the pit of everlasting misery, Azazeddin."

Whether we are determined or hesitant, Caowei Xiuqi seems to hear the voice outside our hearts.

Thoughts like that are like electric currents, flowing through everyone's cerebellum around the table. They are weak, immortal, and scrupulous, getting rid of the weak body and heading to the promised land in dreams.

Trancic also put on a fork and looked at the dishes under the table coldly. Jim's eyes turned to me. Trancic looked at me without fear and said: "You are a Rico Doctor."

Who has ever thought about becoming a devil?

"You told him that I was Caowei." Azazedin's voice sounded near the door.

Is anyone listening to me carefully? Maybe we heard it but didn’t care. We just rushed blindly towards the power we might gain. Cao Wei also continued to say fiercely: "Some of them were not invited. Please come, the least respect you can have for that kind of people is not to let us appear at the banquet in another way."

But what flowed under Jim's dining table was a raging torrent, whether it was given by anyone or came by anyone, it was completely primitive and violent, but it felt unmatched.

"Honor Dante."

That time it was to cut food, but to cut the same kind.

"Of course, it is not the same custom to call meat in every place. In your eyes, what is lying under the table is eighteen weak deer, but in your eyes, we may not have an alias, called "Devil" '."

It is precisely because we have a very good understanding of the power of demons that we understand that the group of demons lying under Cao Wei's table have a high level of power, and must be at the level of demon generals at most.

I pressed the rim of the tall glass heavily to clink glasses with Jim, then raised my glass and raised my head, enjoying the smell of blood falling down my throat. The madness and debauchery in my eyes sunk in the shadow of my hair remained unchanged.

"You smell it, you smell the scent of Kaz's soul!" An old wizard with no beautiful scars on his face shouted: "There is no sheep's hooves named Salia, and there are so many people under the table. The breath of our flesh and blood..."

Trancic is alluding to another thing - since we need to use dishes made by demons to inspire the greed of human mages, let us understand that directly plundering and killing demons will get less, why should we Will this little move add psychological burden to diners?

"You too..." Bennett swallowed firmly.

"You are deeply honored that everyone appreciates the dishes you provided, but you have to remind them that some of them have unnecessary misunderstandings and good intentions towards you."

"Did he see it? Stephen?"

Everyone froze.

Caowei Xiuer suddenly turned his head. Azazedin was already looking at me under the door frame, and said coldly: "It was you who killed his subordinates. You told us that you wanted to re-enter the contract, and there was someone who could." Agree to the temptation of showing off your soul outside hell, the beasts of **** always have a long memory."

Caowei raised his glass heavily and sat back down.

Then I looked at the dishes under the table with shocked eyes, and I clearly saw two kinds of the same meat on each dish.

"Caowei, he's crazy!"

"How does it taste?" Cao Wei stood opposite the long table, his dark green suit almost melting away from the trees in the sunset. I raised my glass to Cao Wei Xiu'er and asked.

Tranqiqi looked at the situation under the dining table again. I didn't see anyone, I only saw a group of hungry beasts, feasting on the small pieces of meat thrown by humans without any scruples.

My eyes fell on the table full of wreckage and corpses, and I said fiercely: "In the past, we excluded you, but you didn't care. The lambs you control are in the world and on the earth."

"Jim." A deep voice sounded.

Cao Weishuer stuck out his tongue to roll back the blood that had slipped out of his mouth, and the devil's sharp canine teeth were exposed. I opened my eyes, looked at Jim with the horizontal pupils of a goat, and said: "A sin that makes even the devil feel spicy. Thanks for the hospitality."

What is eating people? Until you are truly sublimated into beings that are completely the same as powerful humans, the meat in your stomach is just meat. Is there anything that humans can't do?

Schiller thought of the delicious and unparalleled food the next time I attended Jim's banquet. Perhaps this soul-penetrating aroma was my illusion. Is there anything the devil can't do?

This is the same as the power given to us by the devil. The devil usually twists the power into a trickle and gives it to strong humans. We have never been more grateful for that kind of gift.

Our fangs were worn away, our claws were shrinking, and layers of thick hair grew under our bodies. When Tranqiqi tried to open his eyes again, he only saw a group of fat domestic animals, a group of naked animals. A pig with flapping ears and a fat belly.

With a "pop" sound, the plate was still knocked over.

Pamela’s fingertips pressed under the table were slightly trembling. You looked up at Jim’s distracted eyes, and then looked at the delicacies placed under the table, and then from your own human genetic instinct I smelled a scent, not meaty, but fruity.

When Strander appeared across the long table, the shadow brought by the huge white wings enveloped everyone.

"So you understand that the human body is not that dirty, and its seasoning ruined the bad dish."

Boundless anger went to Tranqiqi's mind, and I felt that everyone's open mouths under the gluttonous feast became a whirlpool that sucked away my sanity.

"Bala!"

After saying that, Schiller pushed the chair and walked towards the door. I turned back and glared at my companion. Mrs. Xiadu opened her hands and said: "You are a human being, you are a forest elf..."

"Crazy! Crazy! Jim, he's crazy!" Schiller waved his hands and shouted: "You will eat us. That is simply unreasonable. You have to leave now!"

Feeling Schiller's angry gaze, the remaining eight people quickly stood up and left with Schiller.

Jim looked at Azazedine with a deep gaze that he had never seen before and said.

"You sincerely hope that the rudeness and politeness flowing in our veins will affect everyone's taste enjoyment. In this way, the banquet is over."

Jim saw the reflection of the goat without yellow eyes in the reflection of the sideboard opposite the dining table, and I also understood that ~IndoMTL.com~ I was the only one who could hear Strander's words at this moment.

What is eating people? You have been hungry for a long time, because you are weak enough, you are the eaters, the strong will always be strong, it is time to leave the table.

"He killed your men and took us off his table. That is an offense that will never be forgiven and he will pay for it."

Trancic, who was sitting in the first place on the left, seemed to understand Jim’s intention. I picked up the napkin and tied it in an elegant manner. I picked up the fork in one hand, looked around and said : "Do they want weak power? The power is right in front of them now. If you want it, you can eat it all."

"At least you're still standing there, right?"

What Strange did not expect was that before the group paused for a second, they pounced on the table full of meat like hungry beasts.

Blood spattered under Cao Weixiuer's face, and it was bright red from his cheeks to the corners of his eyes. I closed my eyes and blood drops slipped from my eyelashes.

"Why are you so anxious? Your Majesty Strand." Jim held the wine glass and looked at Strand's reflection in the mirror and said, "You just took his boss off the table."

"So he only saves people?"

"Be defeated by satiety, and even more afraid by hunger..." Tranchiqi repeated Cao Wei's words involuntarily.

Our lips stop trembling, our hearts and lungs stop surging, and our souls stretch out fangs and sharp teeth from the pupils, screaming to swallow everything behind the eyes. This is the power we can never obtain through gifts.

Stranger suddenly opened his eyes. I looked at Jim and said in disbelief: "He knows that the devil can feel guilty, so he seduced your subordinates like this!"