Chapter One Thousand and Forty-Seven: Bulldog, Freddy Falls into a Dream

After a gust of gloomy wind, William clearly felt a wave of malice descending on the small park.

As soon as this malice saw the soul released by Fischer, he did not rush directly to swallow it, but vigilantly searched for danger or traps.

After waiting for a long time, Fischer, who didn't see Freddy take the bait, was afraid that William, the moody master, would not be able to wait, so he could only say loudly,

"Freddy, you shit, hurry up and meet the great Lord Fischer."

"Fischer?" Freddie was stunned for a moment as he looked at the loud bully dog, and then burst into laughter.

Spare Fischer for a turn, smelling the demon's peculiar smell of sulfur, before Freddy revealed himself.

But before he could taunt Fischer, William, who was hidden on the bench, snapped his fingers, and a mirror space instantly covered the entire small square.

Jean, who realized that this was a trap and wanted to escape, not only did Freddy not escape, but William revealed himself full of burns at a thought.

"Welcome to my world, Freddy".

William revealed, and Freddy, who was looking around for a way out, immediately turned his target and rushed over with a wave of metal claws.

But with William's thought, Freddy, who was running wildly, was horrified to find that no matter how he ran or turned, the space around him would retreat with his steps.

After determining that he was in another dimension, Freddy began to be afraid.

Don't look at him as a dream demon, everyone in the entire Elm Forest Street can be scared of his name as a taboo, but if he really meets a strong person who can open up a different space, Freddy is just a rookie.

Even in a dream, William in his soul state can also release holy light, and it is not too easy to bring Freddy back to hell.

The reason why he heard that Fischer let himself fall into a dream and lured Freddy, William kicked Fischer away, it was nothing more than that William was not at ease to let the demon stay by his side.

Not wanting to talk to a waste like Freddy, who is not a medium demon, William used his mind to control Freddy, injected spatial energy into his spirit, and banished him back to hell with a wave of his hand.

In hell, as soon as Freddy's body passively accepted his demon spirit, he was grabbed by William, who was found through the spatial energy, and brought back to the mirror space.

"Haha".

Seeing Freddy, who was trembling with fear, Fischer, who had turned into a bully dog, circled around him a few times,

He shouted and mocked, "Freddy, what kind of dog do you think you have become, Chihuahua?

"Shut up, Fischer".

With a wave of William's finger, the triumphant Fischer was knocked flying by the hammer made of mental power, and slammed straight into the barrier of mirror space.

"My name is William Devon Hill, and I'm either surrender or die".

A small cloud of holy light instantly appeared in the mirror space, and after Freddy and Fischer were illuminated by the holy light, their skin began to fester, and they roared in severe pain.

Fischer is a medium demon no matter how he says it, plus he just got a soul gold coin from William.

There were hundreds of souls to hold him on, so although he was in the same pain, he was much stronger than Freddy.

Seeing himself being dissolved little by little, but from time to time a soul flashed in Fischer's body and was swallowed by him in one bite, Freddy said that it was impossible not to be jealous and hateful.

When he saw the soul gold coin in William's hand and felt the hundreds of souls full of tyranny and murderous smell in the gold coin, Freddy, who had almost completely dissipated, hurriedly shouted,

"I surrender, I surrender".

"Ding...".

The soul gold coin in William's hand flew into Freddy's hand, and the holy light in the mirror space disappeared.

Freddy, who grabbed the soul gold coin, greedily sucked the soul inside, and the injuries on his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It also made the same sound as Fischer had when he first absorbed so many souls.

Then Freddy was kicked away by William in Fischer's gloating gaze.

Receiving Freddy's demon spirit with an empty soul coin again, William smiled and said to Fischer, "You teach Freddy what to pay attention to, and we will set off to find the skull demon in five minutes."

"Understood, master".

William didn't care what the two demons said, only to see that when he set off, there was a bully dog and a pit bull standing beside him.

Take two medium-sized dogs to a midnight bar in Manhattan, New York.

William, whose eyes were shining with holy light runes, looked at the cards erected in front of him, then looked at the strong man guarding the door, and after discovering that he was a normal human, he smiled and said, "Parrot."

Gatekeeper, immediately step aside.

Stared at by a man with a glow in his eyes, he would have fled far away as a voodoo apprentice if he hadn't been afraid of the owner of the midnight bar in the same fear.

When William entered the bar, he was still a little conscientious, and he walked away quickly with his mobile phone before he called the owner of the bar to remind him.

As soon as I entered the bar, it was probably the first day that something happened, and the number of people was much smaller than on Sunday.

Before William could speak, he saw a black buddy walking over with a serious face.

"William Devon Hill?"

"Whoa", hearing the words of the bar owner, the dark creatures in the bar who were going to watch the excitement were all frightened and sweating.

Even a few werewolves and vampires stood up in fright and fled to the bar.

"Quiet".

As William's voice fell, everyone in the entire bar was frozen and couldn't make any sound.

"I'm looking for the bone demon who appeared here yesterday, tell me where he is, I don't see you trash, how about it?"

After waiting for ten seconds, William, who knew that these people would not be able to answer, smiled and mentioned Freddy, "It's your turn."

After saying that, William snapped his fingers, and more than twenty dark creatures in the bar fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Freddy, who had transformed into a pit bull, laughed gloomily and excitedly, and entered the dreams of these dark creatures one by one.

A few seconds later, a werewolf whose soul had been devoured by Freddy drooped his head and stopped breathing silently.

William, who didn't care about this, sat at the bar, looking at the neatly arranged bottles, until he saw the 81-year-old bottle of Macallan whisky, and then waved to the bottle with satisfaction.

I opened it casually, poured half a glass into the crystal wine glass, and drank it to myself.

Freddy, who has descended from the main body, is able to deal with these low-magic creatures such as werewolves and vampires, which are either projections.

William's glass of wine hasn't been finished yet, and the entire bar is full of people except the bar owner who was pointed at by William,

The other creatures of darkness either lost their breath, turned to ashes, or turned into a cloud of flames and crashed into the ground and rolled back into hell.

"How?"

Freddy, who had eaten more than twenty souls or demon spirits, re-transformed into a bulldog and jumped on the bar with a false burp, sticking out his tongue and saying,

"Found it".