Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

In the darkness, Jason's figure was as frozen as a sculpture, while in the open space not far away, frantic men and women were frantically squandering the energy in their young bodies.

The strong stimulation sent their spirits soaring into the sky and lingering.

No one wants to throw in the towel in this competition, but obviously, depending on sensitivity and kidney function, someone has to be the loser.

After a long groan, the muscular black man climbed up from his female companion. Without even shaking off his belongings, he walked toward the woods naked, causing the others to burst into laughter: "Don't you believe it, Jack?

"

"Shit, I'm going to take a piss, and then I'll show you what an electric pile driver is!" Jack's steps were frivolous, but his words remained steady.

Due to some unspeakable psychological factors, Jack, who dared to hold an open-air party on the grass, deliberately avoided the crowd and headed towards the woods.

The sound of water splashing on the grass made Jack's face show a look of comfort, and he even narrowed his eyes involuntarily.

The sound of dripping liquid covered up the sound of Jason's arrival. It wasn't until Jack opened his eyes again that he was horrified to see Jason appearing in front of him at some point.

Jason's burly figure like an iron tower cast a large shadow in the already dark woods. When faced with the round eyes hidden under the mask, fear instantly occupied Jack's entire mind.

His whole body trembled, and his mouth widened and he screamed from the depths of his soul: "Ah!!!"

The piercing shouts instantly softened the people who were working on the grass. They looked around in a panic, and then realized that it was Jack's cry.

They got up and walked towards the woods where Jack was. The noisy sound made Jack, who had already been choked by Jason, look full of hope: Hurry! Save me!

The severe pain and suffocation tortured Jack's spirit, causing him to involuntarily open his mouth. Then from the corner of his eye, he saw in horror that Jason raised the arm holding the spiral-patterned stick.

"No!" Jack struggled to squeeze out a sound from his throat. He reached out and frantically tried to push Jason's arm away, but the giant-like strength made it impossible for him to resist.

Jason forced the short stick into his mouth, and then slapped him hard!

With a pop, the short rubber stick was completely inserted into Jack's mouth.

Blood continuously overflowed from his mouth and nose, and his face was filled with pain and despair amid the gurgling sounds.

He struggled to reach out to where his companions were, but as Jason picked up a stone from the ground and smashed his head flat, he no longer had a chance to survive.

Looking for lone people to kill is the most basic professional quality of a murderer like Jason. After taking a deep look at the crowd that had gathered around him, Jason stepped back slightly. In just a few steps, he disappeared like a ghost.

Without a trace.

After a while, the companions who were out playing together followed the sounds and footsteps and found the woods. Then under the dim moonlight, they touched Jack whose face was covered with blood.

After a delay of just a few seconds, a piercing scream echoed above Crystal Lake.

The dead bodies and blood stung their hearts, and they did not bother to pack their luggage and belongings by the river. They ran towards the camp hotel in a panic, and behind them, Jason, who was empty-handed, followed them closely.

In the gloomy woods, a killing without suspense began.

Guillotine on a tree stump, piercing the heart with a wooden spear, or having his head crushed by a living being. Jason used the most simple and unpretentious means to show his experience in killing people for many years.

In the darkness, holding Jason's fucking skull in her arms, Emma looked at the burly figure, her eyes full of shock: "Is this what you released from the water?"

"That's right." Lincoln nodded and looked at the skull in her arms: "Why don't you go down and give it a try? Maybe he still listens to his damn words now."

"No, no need." Emma shook her head hurriedly: "Let's go back. Auntie must miss you very much."

Of course, Emma was scared.

First, she used the witch's skull as a toy, and then released the murderer at the bottom of the lake. She couldn't even deal with Jason, let alone the even more perverted Lincoln.

"Coward." Lincoln made the following comment, and Emma accepted it calmly without refuting.

After casually throwing the quail-like Emma back to the hotel, Lincoln grabbed the witch's skull and returned to the woods. With the operation of his biological force field, the witch's spirit was instantly unfettered.

"Jason! Jason! Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

The hazy voice echoed in Jason's mind, and there was a rare fluctuation in his cold eyes. He held a machete he found from nowhere in his hand.

Jason slashed the blade down, and with a pop, the last body fell into a pool of blood.

There was a splash of blood, but Jason turned his head and looked in the direction of Lincoln without paying attention.

With the help of the witch who led the way, Jason could clearly find Lincoln's location as if he had a Marauder's Map.

Mrs. Voorhees's voice called Jason over and over again. His steps gradually became more rapid, and finally roared, charging towards Lincoln in the woods like a heavily armored chariot.

The blood-stained machete was raised high under the moonlight, as deadly and bloodthirsty as the ax blade on the guillotine.

With a whoosh, a sharp sound broke through the air, and the air flow was chaotic and it fell towards Lincoln. The witch's spirit was extremely excited when she saw it: "That's it! Jason, that's it! Kill him!"

clang!

As soon as the witch finished speaking, a clear buzzing sound echoed in her ears, which was the sound of the machete being broken violently.

The blood-stained blade swirled and fell to the ground not far away. Not only the witch was shocked, but also Jason couldn't help but look at the broken blade.

Jason was silent, he blinked, then waved the broken knife in his hand and slashed at Lincoln again.

clang!

There was another buzzing sound, and Jason fell into silence holding the only remaining knife handle in his hand. The witch also fell into silence looking at the knife handle in Jason's hand.

Lincoln didn't show any special abilities at all in the cabin. After leaving the room, she was directly pressed into her skull by the biological force field and couldn't move. She had no idea who Lincoln was.

But now, looking at Lincoln, who resisted Jason's two blows but broke the machete into pieces, the witch knew who she had offended.

"Jason is yours, let me go!" The witch's hoarse voice with a hint of sharpness sounded again: "I can tell you how to communicate with Jason."

"No need." Lincoln put the skull in his pocket: "I want it Jason, and you can't run away."

"You are too greedy!" the witch screamed: "I curse you! I curse your soul to be harvested by the devil and taken to hell to undergo endless torture!"

"Devil? You brought me to hell. What a good thing?" Lincoln's eyes lit up: "If you can really call the devil out, I won't be able to consider letting you go."

Witch:......

The witch was silent and looked at Lincoln. She felt panicked in her heart. She felt that Lincoln was deliberately targeting her.

Summon a demon?

Let’s not talk about whether she has that ability, but in her current state, if she really summons a demon, there are two choices whether the demon can deal with Lincoln or herself.

Summon a hammer!

The witch's silence let Lincoln know that she was just pure trash. He curled his lips and put her in his bag. Then Lincoln looked at Jason, who had gotten a pitchfork from somewhere and pointed it at him: "Mudd is mentally retarded.

"

Jason didn't say anything, but stabbed Lincoln again with a clang of the pitchfork.

Of course, his attack failed to penetrate Lincoln's armor.

After grabbing the pitchfork from Jason's hand with his backhand, Lincoln looked at Jason's hockey mask and pondered for a moment, then pulled off his mask and threw it into the Crystal Lake. Then he looked at Jason with interest, ready to see him.

Are you going to find new weapons or pick up masks?

Jason is a good boy. Although he kills countless people with his ruthless skills, he deeply understands that if you are ugly, you should not scare people casually.

Killing is killing, and he always brings something to cover up his face that is so ugly that it scares children.

It was a cloth bag that escaped with a few holes, but unfortunately it rotted at the bottom of the lake. Later, he found a hockey mask for himself.

This mask suits him very well, so...

Jason looked at Lincoln and was silent for a few seconds. Without the constant shouting of Witch Voorhees in his mind, he turned and walked towards Crystal Lake.

The sound of splashing water sounded, bubbles gurgled from the bottom of the lake, and Jason disappeared.

A few minutes later, there was another sound of rushing water, and Jason, who put on his hockey mask again, walked onto the shore carrying an anchor tied with a chain.

The sound of jingling bells sounded, and Jason swung the heavy anchor, clearing the channel and heading towards Lincoln Cave.

Lincoln didn't speak, he just dodged to avoid the flying anchor, then ripped off Jason's mask and threw it back into the lake with more force.

Jason:......

Jason, who was holding the chain in his hand, was stunned.

He reached out and touched his face, then turned to look at the sinking hockey mask in the center of the lake, and blinked again.

After a moment of silence, he took away the iron chain in his hand with a clang, turned around and walked into the lake again, and the sound of gurgling bubbles sounded again.

Watching Jason's figure slowly sinking into the water, Lincoln squatted by the lake and shook his head with regret: "Poor Jason, did you lose a gold hockey mask? Or a silver hockey mask? Or an ordinary hockey mask.

"

Gulu gulu——

Jason didn't speak, only the bubbles that rolled to the surface of the lake made sounds from time to time.

Perhaps because Lincoln threw the mask a little far away, it took Jason more than ten minutes to get out of the lake again this time.

What was different from before was that Jason seemed to have become smarter. He was holding the newly picked up Physics Holy Sword Crowbar in one hand, and the other hand was firmly pressed on his mask.

Lincoln:......

Jason:......

Lincoln looked at Jason who was holding the mask firmly, and Jason was also staring at Lincoln who had lost his mask twice. The two of them fell into silence with their big eyes facing each other.

Whoosh!

A whistling sound broke through the air, and Lincoln's figure moved to Jason's side like a phantom, reaching out to grab his mask.

But just when his fingers were about to catch the mask, Jason's figure suddenly disappeared. Lincoln looked keenly to the side more than ten meters away, with a smile on his lips: "Teleport, it seems this is an enhanced version.

Jason..."

Seemingly aware of Lincoln's 'evil' purpose, Jason pressed one hand firmly on his mask, and stared at Lincoln closely with a pair of small eyes through the mask.

Killing? No, he can no longer kill. The most important thing is to ensure that his mask will not be taken away by someone who is not a human being!

A few minutes later, Lincoln's loud laughter rang out in the woods. Jason covered his mask tightly, running and teleporting, flashing in the woods.

The fucking skull fell into Lincoln's hands, and his mask was targeted by Lincoln.

If Jason had enough self-will, he might have been thinking about who is the real 'murderer' at this time.

The speed of teleportation is very fast, but how can a mere teleportation be faster than Lincoln's running speed after "years and months"?

Not long after, Jason was pinned to the ground by Lincoln, who was smiling wildly.

Amid Jie Jie's strange laughter, Jason's mask was taken off again by Lincoln, but this time Lincoln was not only targeting his mask, but also his people.

Super Soldier Serum, Heart-Shaped Grass, and a few more... Oh, I don’t have Hulk Almighty Cells on hand, so those two are enough.

Opening Jason's mouth with one hand, Lincoln forced the bowl made of stone onto Jason's face, and forced the blue potion mixed with purple petal fragments into Jason's stomach.

What? Infusion? Lincoln said no!

If the amount of medicine is five times greater, unless Jason's stomach is as powerful as his own and can digest all substances, they will have to undergo transformation.

Infusion is something that civilized people do. The stupid Jason is obviously not a civilized person, so... just force-feed the medicine, it is quick and easy, everyone is happy!

Lincoln, who was stripped of his mask, forcefully drank the precious potion. Tears of happiness flowed from the corners of Jason's eyes. Lincoln believed that this was a manifestation of his heartfelt gratitude.

(Jason:mmp!)

The sources of Jason's various abilities are native products of this world.

It might be a demon, or something like an ancient god, but with Lincoln's current strength, he still can't retain this power for a long time.

Magic power has many functions, but it is not omnipotent after all. Things like immortality obviously require more than just simple magic power.

Otherwise, Ancient One does not have to obtain energy from Dormammu to maintain his immortality. It is obviously safer to directly use Weishan Emperor.

How to completely retain all the power systems while crossing the world is a project that Lincoln has not made a breakthrough so far, so this is also destined to not have one more terrifying murderer in his collection.

But it's not a big problem, he has always been open-minded.

The world does not allow him to collect more things. On the contrary, he will try his best to come up with some novel things for this world.

On the ground, Jason, who had been given a lethal dose of medicine, began to twitch.

The dual power of the super soldier serum and the heart-shaped grass surged in his body, killing him over and over again, and after that, the immortal body would resurrect him over and over again.

Poor Jason, from the time he was born to half an hour ago, he may not have died as many times as he did in just a few minutes now.

Life and death are endless reincarnations. Lincoln lives and Jason dies.

After dying again and again, the power of the drug, which was so violent that it could kill people, finally eased, and it successfully entered the second stage of strengthening the body.

Under the influence of serum and heart-shaped grass, Jason's physical fitness began to increase rapidly, and unknown sources continuously provided him with energy, causing his body to expand.

Cells proliferated crazily, his muscle fibers were torn apart enough, and his skin and bones could no longer support such a horrific transformation.

There was a clicking sound, which was the sound of bones being broken by the force of muscles. Pressure was accumulating in his body, and lines of blood began to appear on Jason's skin.

The unreasonable combination of drugs has greatly damaged Jason's body. Coupled with the huge amount of energy provided by unknown sources, he has become a powder keg.

Lincoln fell silent as he watched Jason inflate like a balloon. After a moment, he used the magic power of the sun to condense a golden needle in his hand and pierced Jason's body.

boom!

A deafening roar sounded, and Jason's body exploded like a punctured balloon. The terrifying shock wave set off a violent air wave, and a large area of ​​forest land was destroyed into a mess.

Under the powerful shock wave of the explosion, Jason's body was torn into a bloody mist, and only his extraordinarily strong head spun in the air and fell into the crystal lake.

At the bottom of the lake, his naked head sank into the mud, and his immortality began to take effect. Jason's body began to be repaired based on that head.

It is foreseeable that if there is no intervention from outside forces, the next appearance of Jason may be many years later.

But Jason may be very happy, at least many years later, he may not see Lincoln again.

Jason at the bottom of the lake should be crying with joy, but Lincoln can't see it. After all, Crystal Lake is full of water. Who knows how many times Jason has cried in it?

After briefly cleaning up the scene, Lincoln left the woods.

With the huge explosion and the corpses scattered all over the woods, even if the police officers from the Crystal Lake Precinct were working hard, they would have cordoned off the place again.

The happy thing is that the camp vacation plan ended before it even started.

However, Lincoln had already planned a new vacation trip.

Freddy has to wait until he gets enough fear to become strong. Halloween will also take some time...

Taking advantage of this time, maybe the only place you can go to is Sawyer Farm.

Compared to that group of ogre families, they should be more happy to welcome a lone, strong man to their home, right?

Look at Jason, he's welcoming Lincoln to his territory.

Although the final result may not be good, at least it's a win-win situation. Lincoln not only got Jason's fucking skull, but also blew Jason up to nothing but his skull.

What is this called?

The whole family is reunited!

This is a good ending!