Chapter 869 You Are Already Dead

As soon as the soul minions entered the factory, the whole place fell into disarray in an instant, and the smooth operation shattered like broken glass.

All the vampires screamed and roared in anger as they were ambushed and assaulted by unknown enemies. However, they were vastly outnumbered and also out-levelled.

More importantly, unlike the battlefield of the guild war challenge, killing these vampires out here gave experience points. So the minions enjoyed a good boost dealing with the mob of vampires.

Some of the weaker ones even levelled up. They had also been slowly gathering experience points as they massacred the beasts throughout the district, and this was stacking up little by little.

Liam hummed in satisfaction as he silently watched the destruction unfold in front of him. This was good, but what he was really after was the leader or leaders of this particular nest.

As his eyes darted here and there, it did not take long for him to spot a bunch of vampires running away from a side exit away from the spot of the massacre. These guys were actually using skills instead of simply brute strength.

"Running away instead of staying back and fighting? Smart move." Liam chuckled as he chased after the few vampires. Well, it was hardly a chase.

The bunch of vampires were quickly cornered by Luna in a matter of a second. And just as fast as they were caught, they were also killed.

Leaving behind the other soul minions to take care of the clean-up, Liam first forged the group he had caught.

He then packed up and went to a cleaner spot along with Luna because the whole factory smelled of rotting flesh and blood, and he did not want to stay there any longer.

He had combined a few of his weaker beast soul minions beforehand to make space for the few new guys. So everything worked out perfectly.

"I guess it's about time I interrogate our new friends." Liam sat down on a ledge in an empty alleyway and started the show by first summoning the chief guest of the day's main event, the sleaze bag uncle.

"Come out," Liam called forth the guy. "Tell me everything you know."

Jonathan Hofstader's soul immediately appeared in front of him. "Hmmm." The guy arrogantly stared at Liam and then scoffed. "Who do you think you are talking to? I am a vampire lord. Mind your manners."

"Oh, aren't you that guy." Suddenly Jonathan acted as if he had realized something big. The next second, his mouth broke into a big grin.

"Heh. Do you think you are all that? Do you know my true strength? If I want, I can finish you in a second. Oh, and how are my nieces? Tell those bitches that I am coming for them."

He rubbed his hands and continued, not showing any intention of stopping his monologue. "If I don't bend them over and make them shout all night-"

Thwack! Seeing him go on and on, someone else intervened.

Jonathan's eyes widened in anger. "Fuck? Who dared to hit my head?" He turned around to see a white figure shaking his head in disappointment.

For a second, he became scared as he couldn't recognize the figure and was startled.

However, the next instant, the expression on his face further worsened. Some memories started flooding into his brain.

Memories that he did not want to think about and memories that were extremely hurtful. They slapped reality down on him ruthlessly.

Jonathan staggered back in shock. "I am dead?" He looked at the human being who was calmly seated in front of him with a bored expression.

He fell back onto the floor in absolute horror, checking his own body hesitantly, not wanting to confirm the hard facts, but the truth was there, and he couldn't change it.

He himself had become one of the white figures, a mere summon!

"What are you? What is this?" Jonathan shook his head in dread, not wanting to accept his fate.

However, Liam coldly dismissed him. "Hmmm… I don't have time to hold your hand through this transition. Just do as you are told." His time was too precious to comfort this trash who did not deserve any kindness, even in death.

"Tell me everything about your vampire powers. Did you gain some sort of item or class from the game? Is this something that you carried over from the game?"

Liam paused and then added. "Or did you receive these powers from someone after the apocalypse began?" He asked as an afterthought.

At first, he thought that this guy could have been the reason for everything. But the more he thought about it, the more it did not make sense.

The main reason being if he was so powerful, then that oracle bastard wouldn't have let such a valuable pawn piece slip away from his hand so easily.

Moreover, he was too dumb to be the mastermind behind all of this.

The only explanation was that this guy somehow acquired this power after the apocalypse and when he was out of sight and out of mind from that oracle bastard.

He also somehow managed to grow this power and his army quite fast, even in this short period of time.

"I will die before I give you any information, you bastard." Jonathan spat out.

"Heh. You are already dead." Liam grinned

The next second, the dead sleaze bag uncle opened his mouth again to say something else, but instead, he found himself answering Liam earnestly.

"Someone gave me this power. I don't remember his face. I don't know how to use this skill. I was able to do it before, but now I can't remember how to. Even before I simply thought of the skill, and it became active. I don't know."

"The only thing that I know how to do is create more vampires, and that is by making them inject some of my blood."

The guy then started rambling about how he created an elaborate plan to take both Mia and Alex into his custody.

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