After casting a Forgetting Spell on the girl named Jennifer and sending her to a car a kilometer away with his mind, William said to the evil demon Fichet.
"After you go to hell, find out where Sète is. Do you understand?"
"Understood, understood." Fischer, who was scared out of his wits, nodded repeatedly. However, in his heart, he was thinking that when he returned to hell, would he be able to pass through the dimensional space?
Of course, William could guess what Fischer was thinking. He silently tampered with the spatial energy in Fischer's soul.
Once he lost control of this spatial energy, it would automatically explode and instantly destroy Fischer's soul.
"Do you want me to send you back to hell, or do you want to go back by yourself?"
"I'll go back by myself, I'll go back by myself."
When William nodded, Fischer removed his disguise and was immediately dispelled by the will of the main material plane. He turned into a ball of flame and flew into the sky. Then, he crashed straight into the ground and returned to hell.
Soon, William felt a spatial coordinate appear in his perception. Without thinking, he knew that this was the plane of hell.
Fischer, who had just returned to hell, looked at the desolate, barren, and lava-filled hell with some disgust. He thought about how he was still in America ten minutes ago, enjoying the good days of being attached to human bodies and going out to eat some souls.
The huge difference made him unable to accept it and he cursed loudly. However, after a few words, he hugged his head and wailed as he rolled on the ground.
"I won't dare, I won't dare."
William snorted softly. He was about to try to teleport to hell himself, but on second thought, he created a clone and sent it to Fischer's side.
The clone stepped on Fischer's body. "Shut up."
Fischer, who was stepped into the lava, not only was his soul trembling, his head was almost crushed.
Even so, after seeing William's clone, he was so scared that he even forgot the pain and trembled all over.
He had no courage at all, and he didn't know that if he attacked the clone slightly, the clone would disappear.
But if that was the case, William would immediately detonate the spatial energy in his head.
Since his doppelganger could already enter Hell, Fischer was no longer of much use to William.
However, William, who knew nothing, still planned to keep Fischer. After all, William was not sure what effect it would have on his main body if his magic identity was discovered by the demon.
"Find Sète's place and find out more about that Prince Benat you mentioned. Then, record down everything that happened in Hell and tell me through prayer. Do you understand?"
"Understood, understood, my master. From now on, I am your loyal servant."
William's ability to travel between two worlds at will made Fischer fearful, but at the same time, excited him.
In the end, the power of demons was directly related to souls. The more souls they absorbed, the faster they would grow. Otherwise, why would the Demon Kings and Demon Gods of Hell want to enter the Origin World and wantonly collect souls?
"Master, I'll go and find out for you."
Seeing Fischer so active, William was surprised, but he suddenly reacted and stomped down heavily.
He said with a gloomy expression, "Demons really can't be trusted."
"Since you knew that Sète had submitted to Mephisto on Earth, how could you not know where Sète is now?"
After speaking, William was still angry and stomped down a few more times until Fischer's head was bleeding.
"M-Master, I heard all that information from Freddy," Fischer said hurriedly. "Freddy is a nightmare demon, so he can communicate with the nightmare demons in hell at any time. That's how we know what's going on in hell."
Hearing this explanation, William's expression relaxed. "Three days, I'll only give you three days. If you find Sète, I'll reward you with a hundred souls. If you can't, I'll let you experience what it means to beg for death."
"U-Understood, Master."
William asked Fischer for a soul-collecting magic formation before dispersing the clone.
Fischer lay on the ground and waited for a long time. When he looked up, he found that William had already left.
He got up from the ground and cursed William fiercely. At the same time, he was excited by the hundred souls that William had promised him.
He stayed in place and thought for a long time before he recognized the direction. He turned into a black smoke and flew towards Mephisto's territory.
William's main body, after understanding the soul-collecting magic formation that Fischer had given him, thought for a moment and took out a hundred gold coins from his storage space.
He used flames to melt the gold coins and made them into skulls on both sides. The soul-collecting magic formation was engraved on the inside.
He then took out Yondu's interstellar communicator and said to Sunday, "Connect me to Yondu."
Before long, Yondu's face appeared on the communicator. He said respectfully, "What are your orders, Mister Devonshire?"
William looked at Yondu sitting in the pilot's seat. He closed his eyes and sensed the spaceship he had visited before. The hundred gold coins in his hand were sent to Yondu.
"Each of these gold coins can collect a hundred souls. If you're interested, you can go to various battlefields in the universe and help me collect souls.
For every gold coin that collects souls, I'll give you a Healing Talisman in exchange. How does that sound? "
"I … I … I need to think about it."
Although he said he wanted to think about it, Yondu didn't care why William wanted to collect souls. He just wanted to get more Healing Talismans from William.
There were many wars in the universe. Since it wasn't started by Yondu and it wasn't something a Marauder like him could stop, it was better to make use of the trash and make a fortune.
If he was afraid of danger, he could go to those low-tech planets like Earth.
So Yondu, who was silently calculating, thought more and more, his eyes lit up.
William's asking price for a Healing Talisman was two hundred energy crystals, which was equivalent to twenty thousand star coins. He drove the spaceship to various battlefields and the energy he used was at most a few dozen energy crystals.
The only trouble was that the information was timely.
If he wanted the information to be timely, he had to go to the black market in the universe to inquire. The price for this was not cheap.
"This, Mister Devonshire, can this mission be posted on the black market?"
William's expression changed and he frowned. "What do you think?"
"Okay, okay." He wanted to go directly to the black market to post the mission. He didn't need to waste time and energy to earn some money.
But now it seemed that William didn't want people to know that he was collecting souls. Thinking of this, Yondu was delighted and said with a smile, "Two hundred star coins,
It's not cheap, but if I want the information to be timely, I have to go to the black market and get someone to inquire about it. Then I have to rush over. That's a little difficult. "
"One gold coin for a Healing Talisman, but you only need to complete this mission in three days. After three days, I'll give you the right to act as the agent for ten thousand Healing Talismans.
Each talisman is worth two hundred energy crystals. As for how much you can sell, that's your business. "
"Ten thousand?" Yondu was so excited that he almost jumped up, but he forced himself to calm down. "Can you change it to letting me act as the agent for ten thousand Healing Talismans every year?"
"What do you think?" William said in annoyance. "Remember, you only have three days."
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