Freddy rolled his eyes and suddenly dug a claw into Quentin's arm: "Wake up, your girlfriend is dying."
Quentin just hummed in confusion and remained in a coma.
Freddy retracted his claws in embarrassment, but only a small wound appeared on Quentin's arm.
Luke asked with a smile, "Don't bother. Now even if you conjure up a pit of shit to feed him, he won't react."
Freddy blinked. "Really? What about you?"
Luke frowned: "So, I said, I must beat you to death."
One of his legs jerked back.
Freddy rolled over and jumped back, laughing. "Hahahaha, so you ate a mouthful of shit, right? Then give me some more. Give me some more!"
In an instant, the whole room changed scene again and returned to the boiler room.
Nancy's limbs were still tied up with their legs spread wide open, but she was now suspended in the air by four chains.
There was a huge furnace under her, and strings of flames spewed out from the huge furnace mouth, which just brushed against the dress that was torn into two pieces and set it on fire.
Nancy suddenly screamed in pain. The flames of the burning skirt seemed to burn her soul, causing her great pain.
Luke looked at his feet, which had once again turned into a pool of blood and mud. The dark red liquid was rapidly engulfing his body.
He couldn't help but murmur: "It's enough to experience this feeling once."
As he said this, he stomped his legs hard.
Bang!
With a dull thud, a big hole appeared in the black and red blood, and Luke's body flew up and landed above Nancy.
As he waved his hands, the chains that bound Nancy's limbs broke, and he kicked her out, and she fell to the ground beside him.
Nancy's hands and feet were freed. She rolled over on the ground, frantically trying to beat out the flames on her skirt, still screaming.
Luke rolled over and landed next to her. He held her down helplessly and slapped her a few times. The flames on her body disappeared instantly.
Nancy stared blankly at her torn dress, not understanding what was going on.
Luke looked at Freddy who was looking suspicious not far away, and said, "Nancy, do I need to remind you that you came in wearing a T-shirt and jeans?"
Nancy was confused: "Ah, what?"
Luke: "So, your dress, the fire on it, and even your naked state are all imagined by you, understand?"
Nancy shook her head blankly. Her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think of these things at all.
Luke didn't say anything more.
He knew that Nancy was not to blame.
It's not that she is stupid, but the nightmare created by Freddy is affecting her consciousness, making it difficult for her to ignore the unreasonable parts of the dream.
Many people dream about flying, falling off a cliff, being chased by someone, etc.
At that moment, people rarely analyze its rationality.
Dreaming is the time when people are most relaxed.
Dreams are also the things that are most easily distorted by spiritual forces.
The reason why Freddy kills people through dreams is because his powers are not that strong in reality.
Only through dreams can the cognition of young people like Nancy be distorted and they can be hypnotized step by step.
When their cognition becomes problematic, such as when Nancy can only cry and scream in fear, Freddy can easily kill them.
In fact, it wasn't just Freddy's power that killed them, but also themselves.
Sometimes, when people think they are dead, they are really dead.
Freddy's nightmare ability is to further expand this phenomenon and even turn it into his own power.
At this moment, Freddy looked at him in surprise: "What... are you?"
Luke rolled his eyes: "I'm human."
Freddy snorted, "The ability you just used was not human-like at all."
Luke was dissatisfied: "Hey, why are you swearing! I'm going to beat you to death." As his figure swayed, he exerted force on his feet and pounced on Freddy.
Freddy grabbed it without hesitation.
He didn't believe that Luke's arms could compare to his claws, and this was his home ground.
Luke raised his hand and supported Freddy's arm, and Freddy raised his paw to the sky.
He kicked Freddy in the crotch and slammed him to the ground with both arms.
Freddy cried out "Ah, Ah" twice, and suddenly, it disappeared from his hand with a "whoosh". "Wow, you really are a Bruce Lee, but it's useless. Hahahaha, this is my world."
Luke withdrew his empty hands and sneered: "You don't even have a little Jiji anymore, what else is there to be proud of. Besides, your world is really terrible, you really should study more."
Freddy: "Haha, are you frustrated? Little Skywalker. Don't worry, Uncle Freddy will always be with you."
Biaji!
Luke put down his right foot expressionlessly. "You've been doing this for decades. Can you try something new? In this era, if you don't innovate, you'll be left behind. If you're left behind, you'll be eliminated, old man Freddy!"
Freddy climbed up from a pipe and rubbed his nose: "Because I like it. Besides, classics never change with time."
Luke shrugged. "So, you have no new tricks? I have good news for you. I have two companions who will wake us up at any time. You don't have much time."
Freddy laughed and stood on the high pipe, but didn't come down.
He found that Luke was difficult to deal with.
First of all, Luke had no fear of him.
Secondly, Luke's performance made Nancy's mental state more and more normal, while Quentin was still in a coma.
This caused Freddy's dream power to continue to weaken.
His nightmare also requires power to maintain, it is not created out of nothing.
The ability to kill people in dreams also requires certain powers to accomplish, and it cannot be created out of nothing.
If he could kill at will after entering a dream, he would have killed everyone in Chunmu Town long ago.
Finally, Luke's psychic powers are strong and he is not affected by his nightmare dreams at all.
The situation was temporarily at a stalemate.
Just like the previous time when the two of them exchanged a lot of verbal attacks but ended up only fighting a few times, both of them had ulterior motives.
Luke has a lot of cards up his sleeve, and now he is just taking the opportunity to observe the reality of Freddy's nightmare dream. This kind of dream player is very rare.
Freddy wanted to give himself time to absorb Nancy and the others' fear and pain so that he could become stronger.
Two guys, each with their own ulterior motives, started to argue with each other.
The only ones who were relatively wronged were Nancy and Quentin.
Quentin didn't suffer much from his coma, but Nancy was standing there pitifully, holding her chest, feeling uncomfortable all over.