Deception and Confidence (4K)

Only after the sheriff agreed did Blake nod in satisfaction.

A hint of hidden joy flickered in his eyes.

Then I went to the water dispenser and got a glass of water.

The sheriff is a good man.

But he was also a very flexible and good person. There were rumors in town that he had deliberately shot and killed a vicious criminal.

More importantly,

Blake believed the sheriff wouldn't dare lie to him; after all, the previous owner of the skull mask in Haddonfield had already made everyone aware of the mask's terrifying power.

He picked up the two sleeping pills that were on the desk.

Ever since the mask altered his body, he hadn't felt sleepy, and he didn't even know if it still worked for him now.

He shook his head slightly, ceasing to think about these things.

Blake tilted his head back and swallowed the two prescription sleeping pills.

After waiting for five minutes,

Still no sleepiness came over her, while the police officers who had arrived on Elm Street It Comes that Lori had been rescued and awakened.

Accompanying this,

There were also dozens of deaths in an instant, not just ten.

It's clear how angry Freddy Krueger was that Lori had broken free of the dream.

As the female lead in the film, Lori was someone Freddy Krueger was always interested in; she was a little girl he had watched grow up and was particularly fond of.

Originally, I just thought that the best things should be saved for last.

Blake looked at the sheriff, who was staring at him with a sorrowful expression, his eyes seeming to say, "Many people have died because of him."

Being stared at was really making me uncomfortable, so I had to say it again:

"This stuff is useless. Bring over all the drugs and gases you seized that were used for sedation."

As a large pile of bottles and jars were brought in...

After inhaling an unknown amount of gas, Blake finally lay down, like a corpse.

In his dream, Freddy Krueger stood on a street littered with dismembered limbs and pieces of flesh.

It was licking the liquid flowing from the sharp claws.

"It seems I've been forgotten for far too long!"

"How dare someone disregard my warning!"

He stepped over a severed hand, his shoe soles crunching on the bloodstains on the ground, making a sticky 'splat' sound with each step.

The screams from the surrounding streets quickly ceased.

Five slightly illusory Freddy Krueger suddenly appeared from the streets and alleys, merging into Freddy Krueger's main body.

Dozens of deaths—this was the choice made by Springwood.

"Heh heh, is this your response? It Comes a tiny meat floss cake?"

Freddy Krueger suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly as if sensing something, and let out a mocking laugh.

"However, meat floss cake is not suitable to be eaten with roasted lamb."

Immediately afterwards,

Freddy Krueger's body left afterimages, reflecting back and forth in the streets and alleys before disappearing in an instant.

When they reappeared, they were already inside the church in Springwood.

At this moment, a number of residents have gathered here.

For those who have faith,

Especially when faced with evil, the church is their subconscious safe haven.

There were over seventy people in the church, all praying sincerely. Many of them were non-believers, but that did not diminish their piety at that moment.

"Oh my god, it's Masked Blake!"

A girl's soft gasp suddenly rang out from the crowd, her voice tinged with excitement.

She was one of the people who attended the 'massacre' party that day, so she knew what Blake was capable of.

Although the girl's voice was very soft,

But the sound was still clearly audible inside the quiet church, and many people immediately looked up.

Compared to an ethereal faith that receives no response,

Young people who are enthusiastic about superhero movies tend to believe in superheroes who save people from disasters, and Blake happens to possess that ability.

Even if his changed appearance looks rather evil.

"Am I in Freddy Krueger's dream? Am I dreaming?"

Blake, who had only felt a momentary dizziness before the scene before him changed, asked the girl who had exclaimed in surprise, somewhat puzzled.

The environment here is just so realistic!

It felt so real that for a moment he couldn't tell if he was dreaming.

"Yes, we're all trapped in that killer's nightmare. There are constant screams coming from outside, and we're terrified."

"Blake, you suddenly appeared here, you must have deliberately entered the dream to help us, right?"

The girl who spoke had blonde hair, wore a form-fitting business skirt, and had fair skin so fair that the veins and capillaries on her face were clearly visible.

At that moment, she felt as if she had seen a savior.

He hurriedly stepped past the two people around him, squeezed next to Blake, and asked pleadingly.

"I agreed to the sheriff's request to come and see the dream world."

"But I still don't know just how capable Freddy Krueger really is!"

Blake looked around warily. If he had a choice, he would rather go to Elm Street himself to wake Lori.

Instead of acting like a fool and willingly entering the dream world of the murderer who has plagued Springwood for decades.

But he had reasons for having to do it!

"Really, they've really come to save us!"

"Thank God, Blake, do you have a way to get out of this nightmare?"

"Are all those people who were just killed dead in real life, just like those children before?"

Everyone immediately started asking their own questions.

"Blake, I'm Aaron Hayes, your mother's brother's neighbor. I even held you when you were little, do you remember?"

A bald, beer-bellied white old man in the crowd hurriedly raised his right hand and said.

The blonde girl was somewhat frightened by these people, so she quickly moved closer to Blake, hugged his arm, and pressed her body against it, as if asserting her dominance.

After all, there are so many people here. If you think about it, Blake alone can't save too many people.

"Freddy Krueger, where are we now?" Blake asked.

He gestured to quiet everyone down.

"I don't know, there are screams everywhere outside, but we're too scared to go out."

"The priest led us here to pray. None of us know what's going on outside, but Freddy Krueger seems afraid to go into the church. We've been fine here," the blonde girl whispered in Blake's ear.

Blake felt a bit overwhelmed upon hearing this.

Although Springwood is just a small town, that's in comparison to a country. For an individual, a small town is also a very large place.

"I know where Freddy Krueger is!"

Suddenly, just as everyone fell silent, a kind voice rang out at the far end of the crowd, near the statue of Jesus in the church.

Everyone turned around, Blake also looked over.

The person speaking sat quietly in the first row of the church.

He kept praying, and even when Blake's appearance caused a stir among the crowd, he didn't turn around to look at the masked boy even once.

It seemed that in his eyes there was only faith and prayer.

"Oh! It's Father Kyle, the one who led us to the church to hide from Freddy Krueger."

"Praise be to my Lord, Father! Tell Blake quickly!"

Seeing that the problem had been solved, everyone felt as if they had seen a chance to get out, and their spirits instantly soared.

"Heh heh, my lambs, don't you know?"

"Freddy Krueger, I've always been with you guys!"

As they were speaking, Father Kyle, who was praying, suddenly turned around and let out a mocking, grating laugh:

"Hehehe hahaha hahahahaha~!"

Suddenly, wrinkles appeared on his face, and a piece of his face slipped off and fell to the ground like a rag.

Wrinkles accumulate rapidly.

It transformed into Freddy Krueger's horrific, severely burned face.

He ripped off his suit jacket, revealing a red and green striped old sweater underneath.

He crumpled the suit in his hands and transformed it into a black top hat, which he then put on his head again.

"I've heard that after stimulating the lamb and then allowing it to relax properly, the lamb meat after slaughter will be springy and firm."

"I've been carefully nurturing you all here, my lambs, ha ha ha ha!"

Freddy Krueger laughed hysterically, and reached for the Bible on the table.

At this time, the Bible had become a cookbook called "Seventeen Ways to Cook Lamb".

"Come on, let's see, oh, we've already reached page thirteen of prayers."

"Come pray with me: Cut lamb into chunks, add eggs, salt, cornstarch, and lemon juice, and marinate for an hour. Hehehehehe!"

Freddy Krueger was thoroughly enjoying the terrified expressions on the group's faces; he reveled in it.

But those present were instantly terrified, their eyes filled with horror, and they quickly retreated.

"We've been cheated, f***ing!"

"Damn it, Father Kyle is long dead. There was no priest at all. It was Freddy Krueger who brought us to the church."

"God, why don't you take this demon away? My faith!"

No one expected that the sanctuary they thought they had was actually a complete scam from the beginning, merely Freddy Krueger's breeding ground.

This is Freddy Krueger's dream world, where everything is under his control. How could there be a place he can't intrude upon?

"Shh!"

Freddy Krueger put his right index finger to his lips to signal everyone to be quiet, then said, "The meat is almost ready. Let me pick one out now—which one is the most delicious!"

His right hand opened, and instantly transformed.

With a 'whoosh' sound, four sharp blades shot out, tearing the skin covering Father Kyle's hand, scattering it all over the ground.

A strange grin spread across his face, his eyes like those of a cheetah, as he selected the people in the church.

"I'm still here, Freddy Krueger," Blake called out.

He gently pushed the blonde woman away, reached out his left hand, touched the back of his head, his fingers merging into his skull, as if to tear his head off.

"Careful!!"

The blonde girl, who had been pushed away, suddenly lunged forward with all her might and pushed Blake a step away.

Whoosh!

Four sharp blades appeared out of thin air behind Blake.

But Blake was pushed away, the knife pierced the blonde girl's arm, tearing a deep, bone-revealing wound in her slender arm like a hot knife through a cream cake.

"Ah--!"

The blonde girl screamed and fell to the ground, quickly taking two steps back.

She knew that Blake was the main force against Freddy Krueger, and if Blake died, she would be finished too.

This is also why she pushed Blake away with all her might.

"Damn it, I still lack experience in fighting enemies!"

Having already seized the opportunity to tear off his human head, revealing a pig's head mask around his neck, Blake said with some annoyance.

He saw the girl's behavior and realized what had happened.

Blake hadn't expected Freddy Krueger to be able to teleport and suddenly appear behind him.

And they launched a sneak attack.

"That's incredibly insidious!"

His understanding of Freddy Krueger was not clear enough. He never expected that Freddy Krueger, the Dream Killer, a notorious figure, would be so unethical.

Doesn't it have any pride?

Blake hurriedly reached out with his left hand, holding the human head, and let out a piercing screech at Freddy Krueger, stopping Freddy Krueger from tearing the blonde girl apart.

He then flicked his right hand, and a pig's hoof shot out like a switchblade.

He stabbed Freddy Krueger repeatedly, who was momentarily stunned.

Now that he knew Freddy Krueger was a treacherous person, Blake stopped worrying about stopping short of a fight and switching sides, and went straight for a series of deadly attacks.

In the blink of an eye, Freddy Krueger's body was pierced with four or five holes.

"Blake, keep going, I love you!"

"Keep it up, young man, my daughter is very beautiful."

Seeing that Blake's attack was effective, the crowd gradually regained their confidence. Even those who had previously avoided the injured blonde girl, afraid of being implicated and attracting Freddy Krueger's attention, began to act.

He also reached out to help the blonde girl up, tore off a strip of cloth, and helped bandage her veins.

As everyone knows,

This girl will definitely receive Blake's special attention.

Blake opened his pig-like snout, which was filled with green mist, and spat it out, creating a cloud of fog that corroded the ground, leaving pits and craters.

Freddy Krueger suddenly dodged, teleporting to the statue of Jesus in the church; his body had already recovered.

"Hehe, you little piggy boy, that was a really good massage, but the warm-up is over."

"Next, it's my turn to give you a massage!"

Freddy Krueger also stretched out his left hand and pulled off his own head; moreover, his two arms extended a full ten meters long.

The head he was holding in his left hand was also rapidly growing, until it swelled to the size of a truck.

His right hand transformed into a cockroach-like insect, powerful enough to crush a train.

"Hahaha, this is my ultimate VIP transformation!"

Freddy Krueger's head, resembling the cab of a truck, had a mouth wide enough to swallow an entire cow.

It let out a loud roar.

The church's glass windows and tables shattered instantly, the Jesus collapsed, and those around him were thrown out as if hit by an air cannon, like soft sandbags.

Before it even hit the ground, its brains had already been shattered.

Only Blake, using the same sonic counter, protected about a third of the people, including the blonde girl.

However, black blood flowed from his pig ear.

"You piggy boy, is this all you've got?"

"It's time to enjoy this piece of meat floss cake that made my lamb skewers taste like meat floss!"

Freddy Krueger stretched out his left hand, the head in his hand about to open its mouth and devour Blake.

The blonde girl collapsed to the ground in despair, tears streaming down her face.

Facing that filthy, gigantic maw, Blake showed no fear whatsoever, but instead gave a cold laugh:

"Vladi, why do you think I dared to come to your dream alone?"

Freddy Krueger paused. A suspicious, cunning scoundrel, he immediately looked at Blake with suspicion, but hesitated to take another bite.

He feared that Blake might have been poisoned or cursed, rendering him inedible.

"Ahead lies the beginning of the abyss; those who turn back will forever remain on the other side!" Blake then recited the contents of the ' Book of Fear ' that Michael Myers had given him.

At the same time, it began to resonate in my mind.

He wasn't lying; he genuinely had the confidence.