After discussing the matter of collecting souls with Yondu, William looked at Jason and Freddy that Fischer mentioned. But then he thought, why should he care about this matter?
Jason, who wore a hockey mask, was a person who occupied the Crystal Lake and killed ordinary people who were looking for adventure and excitement.
If he didn't destroy the magic array that Jason's witch mother had set up for him, even if he was defeated or killed, he could still be resurrected under the effect of the magic array.
Freddy, on the other hand, was a nightmare created by the Americans themselves.
When Freddy was alive, he harassed the children on Elm Street and was burned to death by the angry parents.
After death, their resentment would soar to the heavens, and they would become terrifying dream demons that specialized in killing young people in their dreams.
But Freddy was looking for trouble with the Americans, what did it have to do with him, an Englishman?
If he had the time, he might as well look for the old vampire Victor.
If he sent Victor back to hell, he would be accompanied by the Devil God Sète and get rid of him together.
William, who didn't want to be meddlesome, said to Sunday, "Authorize the hacking of the city's surveillance cameras and see if you can find Victor."
"Understood, sir."
Sunday, who had obtained the authorization, used all the surveillance cameras in the United States as his eyes and reported in less than a minute.
"Sir, four and a half hours ago, a man who looked like Victor appeared in a private airport in Los Angeles and boarded a private plane to Chicago.
The plane landed an hour and twenty-three minutes ago, Victor was picked up and disappeared in the suburbs of Chicago. "
Sunday showed all the videos obtained from the airport. William immediately recognized the person in the video as Victor.
When he saw the young man who picked up Victor, he couldn't help but feel that he was familiar.
"Tell me, who is this man?"
"Deakin-fess. From the information I can find, this man should be the leader of the vampires in Chicago."
Deakin, Deakin, why did he sound so familiar?
"I want to know everything about this Deakin." After saying that, William rushed into the sky and quickly flew towards Chicago.
Thirty seconds later, he arrived above Chicago. Following Sunday's instructions, he arrived at Deakin's lair, the top floor of a skyscraper.
After William landed, all the vampires and ghouls who were celebrating could see William in golden armor and a long red cloak.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
When the vampire in charge of guarding saw that William could actually float in the air, he shouted that there was an enemy attack. At the same time, he raised the gun in his hand and swept it at William.
William, who was scanning with his mind power to find the leader of the vampires, did not care about the bullets that were shot at him.
Without raising his hand, with a thought in his mind, the space around his body was imprisoned, and all the bullets that were shot at him were suspended in the air as if in slow motion.
William raised his hand and released a magic. Hundreds of bullets in the air were instantly attached with fire magic and began to heat up and turn red. Then they were driven by his mind power to shoot at a faster speed to every vampire and ghoul.
For a time, the whole roof was full of wailing, the smell of burning, and the remains of the vampires turned into black smoke.
Looking at the ghouls who were wailing for help after being injured, William silently sensed the evil Fischer who was already in hell.
Fischer, who was flying towards Mephisto territory, suddenly felt the call of William and responded in his mind, "Master?"
"In order to give you more motivation, I'll send you some snacks first."
Since these ghoul dregs don't want to be good people but want to be vampires, then send them to hell. "Is it safe where you are now?"
Hearing the words of the snacks, Fischer nodded excitedly, "Safe, safe, master."
As soon as his voice fell, more than a dozen ghouls who were wounded by bullets appeared in front of Fischer without warning.
"Haha." Looking at more than a dozen humans who were still alive, Fischer roared excitedly.
Next, of course, was another round of intimidation, and then swallowed their souls. Finally, after swallowing and chewing without leaving any residue, he immediately felt that his strength had improved a lot.
When he was excited in his heart, he heard William coldly snorting, "You've got the benefits, if you can't do my thing, then you'll have to spit it out with interest."
Fischer hurriedly replied respectfully, "Understood, master, you can rest assured that I will find out where Sète is."
William sneered, he knew the demeanor of the devil very well. If he hadn't been controlled by him, it would have been strange if Fischer would have been so obedient.
William set his gaze on the only living vampire and waved at him. He used his telekinesis to control the vampire to fly to his feet. "Tell me where Dickon Fayce went."
"I, I don't know."
Looking at the frightened vampire leader, William waved his hand and sent him to the evil spirit.
Then he said to Fischer, "I want to know where a vampire named Deakin-fess is."
There was no race in the world better at interrogation and torture than the devil. Fischer grabbed the vampire leader who wanted to escape and said with a wild laugh, "Don't worry, great master, I promise to report to you in three minutes."
Sure enough, in less than three minutes, the information came back.
After hearing this, William understood why Victor came to Chicago. This old vampire had the idea of transforming into a Blood God.
Thinking of the Blood God in the movie Blade Warrior, who couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried, William showed a look of disdain.
A Blood God who was killed by a blood coagulant had the nerve to call himself a god. He was more like trash.
However, in order to obtain the power of a Blood God, he would need the blood of a Daywalker, a vampire who was not afraid of sunlight.
Sunday didn't warn him, which meant that Serena and Nissa were fine.
That left the Blade Warrior, who was half human and half vampire.
"Sunday, see if you can contact the Blade Warrior."
Sure enough, Sunday quickly replied that not only couldn't get through, but no one was answering the phone in Blade Warrior's lair.
It seemed that Victor didn't do nothing in the ten days after returning from hell. He even brought Mage Dalton from the New York Magic Sanctuary around to stall for time, waiting for Chicago to be ready.
However, all of this didn't matter to William. After all, even if Victor became a Blood God, he wouldn't be stronger than Sète, who was a demon god.
Since he had found a clue, William didn't plan to drag things out. If he saw Victor, he would kill him first.
After spending some time, he found the huge underground altar. However, to William's surprise, after scanning the entire altar, he couldn't find Victor's figure.
Damn it, William cursed in his heart. Then, he instantly appeared in the sky above the altar and stepped on the head of Deakin-fess, who was standing in the middle of the altar and was about to turn himself into a Blood God.
Just as he was about to ask, Deakin, who was under William's foot, suddenly shouted, "Activate!"
A ball of dark energy suddenly appeared around the altar, enveloping the entire altar. Deakin laughed and said, "Welcome to the family of vampires, the future Grand Duke of vampires."
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