Creature Sacrifice
The battle ended quickly, without any drawn-out fighting. Michael carried Jennifer's head from the backyard into the house.
Can you be any weaker?
Looking at the head that remained open in death, Russell put his hand to his forehead, secretly relieved that the Enslavement skill wasn't limited to once in a lifetime; otherwise, his character would have been ruined.
It's impossible to rely on Jennifer. She was a pretty face in life, and she's still a pretty face now that she's immortal. Apart from refreshing the blind spots in bed, she's useless in combat.
Michael then dropped the head he was holding, raised his Great Cleaver, and swung it down at Russell's forehead. The attack was straightforward and powerful enough to overpower an ordinary person, but it seemed inadequate against Russell.
Russell didn't use any cards. He raised his dual pistols to block the heavy knife, then kicked Michael in the chest. After Michael fell to the ground, Russell followed up with the final blow.
The Blade pierced Michael's heart from behind, but he did not die immediately and swung the blade at Russell's ankle.
Russell reacted swiftly, stepping on Michael's wrist as he held the knife, forcefully twisting it to make him release his grip. He then picked up the large knife from the ground, stabbed it into Michael's vest, and pinned him to the floor.
His heart was severely damaged again, and Michael's limbs twitched. His vital functions temporarily stopped, and the continuous blood loss prevented him from effectively healing his heart damage.
Russell did not draw his sword, and once again attempted to Enslavement Michael, but this attempt also ended in failure.
He carried Michael to the basement, mixed the remaining cement, poured it into the oil drum, and then threw Michael in. The latter was stuck upside down in the oil drum, his upper body submerged in the cement, with only his legs sticking out.
Looking at his masterpiece, Russell had a strange expression. He imagined what would happen Queen of Heaven: he pushed open the basement door, only to find it filled with gasoline drums, with nowhere to even step.
"Although dealing with evil people requires being even more wicked than them, why do I always feel like I'm going further and further down the path of perversion..."
After finishing all that, Russell returned to the living room and reattached Jennifer's head. She slowly woke up, like a drowning person who had been rescued, coughing up black blood clots while clutching her neck. The severed skin and flesh of her neck healed together, and she was revived on the spot in less than three seconds.
The exaggerated self-healing ability made Russell extremely envious every time he saw it, and he looked forward to completing the World Quest so that he could also draw a permanent self-healing ability.
The chances are slim, but everyone has to have dreams. Even a salted fish wants to turn things around and show off its strength!
After yet another crushing defeat, Jennifer opened her mouth, somewhat embarrassed, and explained, "Uh, it was an accident. I was initially in the lead, but that bastard pretended to Feigning Death a sneak attack..."
"I don't care how you sacrificed yourself. Go get a rag and mop and clean the floor."
"..."
Jennifer pouted, powerless to resist Russell's orders. The social queen of Mug Town Private High School was actually trying to prove her worth by whitewashing.
She thought Russell must be blind, since she was so capable!
Half an hour later, Russell received a call from Abbott, who arrived as promised and delivered the special medicine to his door.
Abbott's face was grim. He warned Russell that the special medicine was not a panacea and that he should keep a relaxed mood, learn to cultivate interests to divert his attention, and not keep thinking about that forbidden name. Fear would only make the other party stronger.
He thought it was terrible news that Russell had been targeted by Freddy, proving that all the adults' years of efforts had been in vain, even their efforts to change the name of Elm Street had failed to bury Freddy's name.
The fact that an outsider knows of Freddy's existence shows that the Nightmare's power is growing stronger, and the Nightmare's return is not far off!
Abbott left with a heavy heart. He wanted to gather the adults to discuss a feasible plan to ensure that the tragedy of that year would not be repeated.
Watching Abbott's departing figure, Russell had a flash of inspiration. His identity in this world was that of a transfer student, and all the plot characters who could potentially trigger the World Quest, such as Jennifer, Chap, Abbott, were all gathered at the school.
The correct narrative should depict him interacting with different people at school, striking up a conversation with Jennifer, going to the haunted house at Hell Amusement Park with his classmates, camping at Crystal Lake, and gradually courting death, thus connecting all the devil's minions.
But on his first day of school, Russell used money to make Jennifer lie down and call him "Dad," which took a turn for the worse and led to the situation we see today.
Once inspiration strikes, it's unstoppable. Russell spread the map out on the table and marked the four locations—the school, Devil's Waterfall, Crystal Lake, and Deadly Curve— in red.
Not enough clues!
"Jennifer, do you know where Mr. Abbott lives?"
"I don't know!" Jennifer shook her head first, then nodded and said, "But I know where her daughter lives, White Elm Street. I met her daughter when we were in elementary school, but we haven't been in contact since she moved to the mental hospital."
Upon hearing this, Russell located White Elm Street on the map, circled it, and then circled the mental hospital as well.
Connecting the six locations, it seemed something was still missing. Russell then outlined the location of the Hell Amusement Park, and then took out his Magic Book to compare. In the section on religious mythology, he found records about the devil.
In the hand-drawn illustrations, the demon is depicted as a twisted shadow of black mist, with layers upon layers of indistinguishable Magic Circle in the background. Russell used coordinates to eliminate possibilities one by one, finally finding the closest match.
He drew another circle on the map, indicating that there should be something there as well, according to the array diagram.
"Jennifer, where is this place?" Russell pointed to the crossroads on the map.
Jennifer glanced at it, thought for a moment, and then replied, "It used to be a farm, but I don't know now. I heard it was converted into Slaughterhouse."
Russell's back molars ached, and he hissed in shock. He then began to scribble on the map, creating a crooked and distorted Magic Circle.
A formation covering the entire Mug Town, its specific purpose being sacrifice—to sacrifice all the living beings of the town to the devil in exchange for a soul.
The Vohrs Manuscript contains a dedicated, very detailed record, along with annotations and explanations, almost like a step-by-step guide on how to arrange the array.
It's no coincidence. If you look at it another way, the reason the manuscript records everything so precisely is because the person who wrote the manuscript and the person who arranged the array were the same person.
Jason's Witch mother!
"Does the old witch want to resurrect Jason? Or does she want to resurrect herself...?"
Either of them is blocking Russell's path. The World Quest is to send all of the devil's minions back to hell. If the Magic Circle is successfully activated, Mug Town will become a living hell, and even the devil may descend, instantly maximizing the mission's difficulty.
It's not too late to discover this now. The more complex the ritual, the more demanding the requirements. If a point on the map is cleared, the Magic Circle will have a hard time operating successfully.
Russell set his sights on Crystal Lake, where every coordinate on the map was guarded by demonic minions. Jason was lying in the trunk, so there would be no battle at Crystal Lake.
Furthermore, there is also the lair of Mutant Cannibal nearby. If eliminating the coordinates of Crystal Lake is not enough, then we should also eliminate this place!
"Jennifer, isn't the floor clean yet?"
"Almost done, give me another week." Jennifer angrily threw the rag on the ground. In the past, it was always the boys who rushed to show off in these kinds of things. When had she ever suffered like this?
"You have five minutes. If you haven't finished by then, Jason will be your dinner tonight."
Faced with Russell's threat to force-feed her feces, Jennifer immediately sped up and completed the task within five minutes.
"Here, take this." Russell took a special pill from the bottle and handed it to Jennifer.
"What is this?" A small blue pill.
"Eat it quickly, or you'll get tortured again!"
Jennifer licked her lips, her eyes filled with seductive allure. "No one can torture me now, you can try if you don't believe me."
Russell was amused by someone's arrogance. "Don't be ridiculous, I could take on ten weaklings like you at once."
It's amazing how they can connect on completely different wavelengths!