American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 440 I'm a slow starter
Hannibal Lecter finished another day's work. He had been reading students' papers late into the night, so while others were having dinner, he was just getting off work.

Despite being exhausted from a long day's work, Hannibal would still go out and get some fresh ingredients to cook himself a hearty dinner as a reward.

This is one of Hannibal's few hobbies: enjoying pure food.

However, fresh ingredients seem to be hard to come by lately. Hannibal has a feeling that something has changed in Los Angeles recently, and it's not just because of that woman who suddenly appeared last month.

It seems that there are other entities that have also come to the city of Los Angeles.

This left Hannibal speechless. Why did everyone have to come to Los Angeles?
Why can't we go to the East Coast?

After much deliberation, Hannibal felt that today might not be a good day for hunting, so he abandoned his initial plan and decided to go home and eat some of his stored food.

But when Hannibal parked the car downstairs at the apartment building, the streetlights that were on suddenly started going out one by one, and the whole street seemed to fall into a deathly silence.

It was as if everyone on the street had died at that moment.

Hannibal knew it was impossible; even the devil of hell couldn't silently take the lives of everyone on a street.

Therefore, there is only one possibility in this situation: that you have been dragged into some special space.

Very few people in the entire universe can do this, and Hannibal just happened to know who could.

"Mammon, what brings you to see me today?"

A greedy king with two bird heads and a body gleaming with gold emerged from the shadows.

“Beelzebub, I’ve been planning this for so long, and I never even realized you were in this city.”

Hannibal looked at Mammon with a forced smile, though it was somewhat unsettling.

"What does it matter? This city is big enough for us to divide up."

"What if you add me?"

Another voice appeared, and Hannibal knew who it was as soon as he heard it.

"Samael, I didn't expect you to be here too!"

Indeed, it was the wrathful king with long red hair and a gaunt figure who arrived.

The consecutive appearances of Mammon and Samael gave Hannibal a bad feeling.

Could there be some other experts out there?

Sure enough, Hannibal heard the sound of scales scraping against the asphalt, and saw a anaconda over ten meters long appear in front of him.

The anaconda flicked its tongue, making a low, hoarse sound.

Beelzebub, were you thinking about me just now?

Hannibal was utterly speechless. He wondered if he hadn't done a divination before leaving home today, because three demon kings from hell had actually come looking for him as a group.

If you include yourself and Elizabeth, that means there are now five hellish demons in Los Angeles. It's practically a meeting of hellish demons.

Well, actually, there's no need to say "simply".

Hannibal was unaware that Lucifer was also in Los Angeles. Although Asmodeus was not present, his daughter Adela had recently been in Los Angeles as well.

Los Angeles' nickname, the City of Angels, can now be changed to the City of Demons.

A birdman, a red-haired man, and a anaconda surrounded Hannibal from three directions, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.

But Hannibal didn't seem very nervous, because he knew the Trinity wouldn't make a move here.

This sense of pressure is merely to facilitate the negotiations to come.

The three villains gathered together, certainly not to catch up with Hannibal. Hannibal realized this, which is why he was so relaxed.

"Hey guys, I recently learned an interesting card game. How about we play a round?"

Mammon became interested as soon as he heard about poker. The Greed King was very interested in gambling, but what interested him was winning money, not the process of gambling.

"What poker game? I mean..."

Samael, both clueless and displeased, glared fiercely at Mammon, silencing him instantly.

Of the three demon lords, Leviathan is undoubtedly the most powerful. Compared to Mammon, Samael is stronger.

Putting aside everything else, when the two were still angels in Heaven, Samael was the commander of an angel legion, while Mammon was just an ordinary eight-winged angel.

Leviathan slowly unleashed its serpentine movements, its vertical pupils fixed intently on Hannibal.

"Enough with the empty talk, Beelzebub, let's get down to business! What have you thought about what I told you last time?"

Hannibal's smile remained unchanged.

"Well, regarding your suggestion last time, from an objective perspective, it was very constructive. However, from a subjective perspective, it seems to have some minor flaws. For the past few days, I've been studying diligently, researching carefully, and analyzing thoroughly, trying to find the underlying issues behind these flaws, and striving to come up with better suggestions. To this end, I..."

Well, Hannibal has been in the human world for so many years and has learned quite a bit. At the very least, he's become very skilled at using this kind of leadership-style nonsense literature.

It's clear that this guy has participated in quite a few seminars and similar events over the years.

Mammon was almost dizzy from Hannibal's words, and Samael was even more furious, while only Leviathan showed an expression of great interest.

Snakes are animals that are always very patient.

"That's enough! What do you want to say!"

Samael was like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment; he could never control his emotions, but Leviathan stopped him from getting angry.

“Samael, don’t rush! Let him continue. We have plenty of time. I want to see how much nonsense he can spout.”

Leviathan saw through Hannibal's intentions; the guy just wanted to say something pointless to anger Samael.

The seven demon kings of hell know each other inside and out, and are actually very familiar with one another.

After suppressing his anger, Samael immediately realized Hannibal's purpose, and his anger flared up again.

"You did this on purpose!"

Hannibal, realizing his purpose had been exposed, shrugged nonchalantly.

"Don't be angry, Samael, I was just joking."

Samael's eyes were getting redder and redder, seemingly showing signs of developing a reddish tinge. The two had some past grievances.

At that time, Beelzebub was called Baal, a god in the Canaanite region, who was defeated by Heaven.

It was Lucifer and Samael's angelic legions that defeated Baal. After that, Baal was cast into Hell, where he eventually became the King of Gluttony as Beelzebub.

At this point, Leviathan had no choice but to speak again.

“Samael, don’t be swayed by his words, let me speak to him!”

Samael suppressed his boiling anger, turned around and walked a little further away. He felt that he would explode if he said a few more words to Hannibal.

"Beelzebub, I have given you a great deal of time to consider, haven't you made up your mind yet?"

Hannibal chuckled.

"This choice could affect my future, so I naturally need ample time to consider it carefully. A year isn't too long for us, is it?"

But I need the answer now!

Leviathan suddenly unleashed its power and began to pressure Hannibal.

Hannibal took a step back, pretending to be outmatched.

"Don't do that, Leviathan! I just need some time; I'm a slow starter."

"Still trying to fool me with this nonsense! If you keep thinking about it, the end of the world is coming!" Upon hearing this, Hannibal suddenly showed a strange expression.

"So, you've already seen signs of the end of the world?"

Leviathan's imposing aura vanished instantly, and his golden vertical pupils fixed on Hannibal.

"No! But isn't it obvious that the end of the world is coming?"

Two demon kings from hell, each with their own ulterior motives, lie to each other, but some problems can still be found in their lies.

Leviathan is now beginning to suspect that the other two parties have also contacted Hannibal.

Hannibal is certain that Leviathan has seen signs of the end of the world (the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse; Elizabeth did not tell Hannibal about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse).

Both sides probed each other and obtained some information.

"Leviathan, let me be honest with you. I don't want to get involved with either side. I just want to be my Gluttony King in peace and enjoy some delicious food."

Leviathan gave Hannibal a deep look.

"Really? Then I get the feeling you don't think that way!"

"An illusion! It must be an illusion! Leviathan, do the three of you hellish demon lords really need a mere Gluttonous King like me?"

Hannibal tried to put himself in a very humble position, but Leviathan clearly wasn't buying it.

"If you join us, we'll have four Hell Lords, more than half. With that, who can stop us?"

Leviathan is pressing forward relentlessly and has no intention of keeping Hannibal neutral.

Mammon also chimed in at this point.

"Yes, Beelzebub! If we join forces, even Heaven can't stop us!"

Mammon tried to provoke Hannibal by mentioning Heaven, since it was God and Heaven that Beelzebub had become the monster he is today, a huge fat fly.

Unfortunately, Hannibal was not like Samael; he was not so easily provoked. Although he still harbored hatred for God and Heaven, it was buried deep in his heart and he would not easily bring it out.

"I still stand by my previous opinion, or you could give me some more time to consider it."

Leviathan closed his eyes, but even with his excellent patience, it was starting to wear off. So, he opened his eyes and began to threaten.

"Beelzebub, it seems we can't be allies. You've repeatedly rejected my good intentions; perhaps we can only become enemies!"

Hannibal quickly tried to appease him.

"There's no need for that! If Lucifer knew about this, he would definitely laugh at us! Actually, if we can't be allies, we can still be friends!"

This is utter nonsense. There is no trust between demon kings of hell; there is only shared interest.

If there's no trust, then what kind of friends are they?

"Then give me a reason why I should consider you a friend."

"Although I can't directly participate in your plans, I can provide assistance. It's not easy for you to come all this way to Earth. Is there any trouble you need to solve? I can help you!"

Upon hearing this, Leviathan suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Mammon, who was also looking at Leviathan at that moment.

"Roy Black!" ×2
Samael, who was far away, started to feel a surge of heat as soon as he heard the name.

Why did you have to mention that damned name!

Seeing this, Hannibal's eyes began to look strange. He hadn't expected that so many demons of hell knew the name Roy Black.

Speaking of which, all three demon kings of hell suffered greatly at Roy's hands. The worst off was Samael, who not only got a beating but also lost his ex-wife to Roy.

Leviathan noticed Hannibal's strange look and immediately became alert.

"You know this name?"

"Of course, this person is a celebrity on Earth, and has even been in the newspapers!"

Hannibal opened the car door and took out a newspaper. The front page headline featured Roy being photographed in Beverly Hills.

Leviathan nodded, no longer doubting.

"That's right, it's this guy! Hannibal, as long as you help us deal with him, we'll allow you to remain neutral and won't bother you again!"

Hannibal deliberately let out a sigh of relief, then looked at Leviathan with a curious gaze.

"What's so special about this guy that you need to treat him like this?"

Leviathan didn't give a direct answer; those were dark secrets, how could he possibly tell an outsider like Hannibal?

"Then you'll have to investigate it yourself. In short, we just want the results!"

"What kind of outcome? Is it enough to just kill him, or will we torture him before killing him?"

Samael immediately spoke up.

"I'm going to torture his body mercilessly!"

Mammon also stated his requirements.

"I want him to lose everything!"

Finally, there's Leviathan's requirement.

"Give me his soul, and I will condemn him to eternal torment!"

Hannibal suddenly became curious about what Roy had done to the three demons, to the point that the three demons would turn red whenever Roy was mentioned.

"Alright, I'll try my best to meet your requirements, but you should also give me some information, right? Otherwise, if I start from scratch, I don't know how long it will take."

Leviathan thought it made sense.

Hannibal is far too good at dawdling; we can't give him that excuse.

“Samael, don’t you have a few souls that are related to Roy Black? Give them to Beelzebub.”

Samael snorted coldly.

"I understand. Let this guy go to Hell to get it himself. I'm not available right now."

"Good news! Just wait for my good news!"

Leviathan's gaze remained oppressive.

"Beelzebub, this is your last chance, don't let me down!"

"How could that be? I'm always a man of my word! Are you three leaving already? Why don't you stay for dinner?"

Before they could finish their pleasantries, Samael and Mammon collapsed to the ground, turning into two withered corpses that quickly crumbled to ashes.

It turns out that these two demon kings of hell only possessed the bodies of ordinary humans, and after using them, they simply destroyed their bodies.

As for Leviathan, it must have possessed an anaconda in a zoo, and it has now collapsed on the ground into a thick liquid.

The surrounding environment had returned to normal, and Hannibal's smile gradually faded.

"It's really troublesome!"

Immediately, Hannibal seemed to sense something and looked up into the distance.

Looks like I'll have to move!

Leviathan

(End of this chapter)