Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Dream world.

Lincoln's smile made Freddy very unhappy. As a dream demon who draws strength from fear, laughter naturally opposed him: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Lincoln looked at Freddy calmly: "You're just a little ugly. It's not like I've never seen someone as ugly as you."

"Ugly?" Hearing Lincoln's words, Freddy became furious. The flames everywhere rose instantly like the anger in his heart, and in an instant it turned into a long dragon and swallowed up the entire room: "How dare you call me ugly!?"

"I know you're angry, but it's a fact that you're ugly, and you have to accept it." Lincoln looked at the angry Freddy without fear: "If you really care, I suggest you go to the plastic surgery hospital.

For a moment...oh, I forgot, you are a poor man."

Freddy:???

"You are the poor guy!" Freddy shouted: "You have no idea how rich I am. I once had a huge factory! It's all those damn guys! Those damn guys took everything from me.

It was taken away!"

Freddy was right, he was once a factory owner, but he was burned alive by angry adults because he later killed children and was acquitted.

It can only be said that he deserves it.

But Freddy himself didn't think so. He looked at Lincoln with anger in his eyes, the metal claws rubbed crazily and made a harsh sound, and Freddy disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, a clear sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

clang!

There was a crisp impact sound, and Freddy was stunned when he felt the shock and numbness in his palm.

He looked at Lincoln's thin shirt that was almost close to his body, and then looked at his sharp claws that could easily cut off wood, and cut off again with some disbelief.

This time, he used all his strength!

clang!

A more melodious hum echoed, and Freddy finally realized that something was wrong: "How is that possible! Why weren't you torn apart by me!?"

"Are you kidding me?" Lincoln slowly came back to his senses, looked at Freddy and chuckled: "How can steel defeat my body, which has been trained over time?"

Freddy:???

What the hell? When did a trained body become stronger than steel? Has the world become like this?

Freddy was a little confused. He left instantly and grabbed a man who had not yet left the dream. The sharp blade instantly left deep marks on his body.

A shrill wail sounded, but Freddy grabbed his throat and said with a ferocious expression: "I ask you, why can't your body block my blade?"

man:???

His nerves were twitching in pain, and the man looked at Freddy with fear and confusion in his eyes: "What did you say?"

Bah--

Freddy waved his palm, and several bloody wounds were cut on the man's body. Then Freddy glared at him again: "Why, you can't stop my blade."

"How can anyone in this world be able to block the blade!" The man held his wound tightly, his eyes full of pain and fear, and he staggered back, trying to escape.

But the next moment, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared on his neck.

The man couldn't help but open his eyes wide, but his throat and blood vessels had been completely cut open by Freddy's scissor hands, and blood spurted out like a fountain. His body twitched and fell into a dream.

The answer he got from the man let Freddy know that there was no problem with his understanding of the world. The real problem was the Lincoln who he couldn't pull into the dream by any means!

Freddy knew that something might be wrong with Lincoln, but how could he give up Lincoln's majestic spiritual power because he had signed a contract with the devil of hell and therefore would never truly die.

Even without any reference, he could imagine what kind of power he would gain when he gained Lincoln's fear.

Immortality reduced the fear in his heart and increased his greed.

Freddy often uses sharp blades to cut apart the bodies of those who are pulled into the dream, bit by bit, in order to obtain the fear and torture he wants, but this does not mean that his ability is the only one.

The authority of the Lord of Dreams gives Freddy unlimited possibilities. In this world, he is almost omnipotent.

Distorting time and reality, manipulating energy and matter, and based on the structure of dreams, multiple illusions were created by Freddy.

Yes, illusion!

As the name of the Dream Lord implies, everything he controls is just a dream. These things have no effect on reality at all. The reason why he can kill people is entirely due to Freddy's ability.

If Freddy doesn't use his powers, even if the person trapped in the nightmare dies, he will only be awakened.

Lincoln knew the nature of Freddy's abilities, so in his eyes, the constantly changing things were nothing more than projections with no deterrent effect.

Besides, even if these things are true, there is nothing in this world that Lincoln should be afraid of.

He is a superman, or a superman who has completed the connection with the sun. He is getting stronger continuously. Is there anything in this world that can scare him?

Demon God? Even the Demon God can leave as long as his golden string is full, without any fear.

A mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, a prison of oil and ice, one hell after another was constructed by Freddy, and all the creatures in the world were presented to Lincoln in a flashy way.

As things begin to unfold, Freddy tries to find what Lincoln fears.

With super high intelligence, he closely watched Lincoln's every move, trying to analyze the changes.

Looking at everything that was changing rapidly in front of him, Lincoln felt bored. Until a ray of sunlight fell, his eyes suddenly changed: "Huh? The sunlight in dreams can actually work? And it can also directly enhance the spirit?"

Freddy didn't understand the source of the change in Lincoln's eyes, but it was enough to make him ecstatic. He looked at Lincoln and laughed wildly: "I found it! It turns out that you are actually afraid of the sun!"

"Hahahaha, that's ridiculous. Are you a vampire? You're actually afraid of things like the sun!"

Lincoln:......

Lincoln looked at Freddy silently and said nothing.

His silent attitude made Freddy more convinced of his judgment. In fact, Lincoln was thinking about what method he should use to keep Freddy by his side to provide him with the sun all the time.

To be honest, Lincoln has never thought that the sun in the dream world can actually help him, but considering Freddy's characteristics, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

Lincoln's silence was perceived as fear by Freddy.

He laughed wildly and waved his arms. In an instant, the concrete covering his head was torn open, the sun and the moon were replaced, and the strong sunlight instantly shone on Lincoln: "Be afraid! Be afraid! I will plunge you into eternal pain.

Among them!"

Lincoln looked up at the sun hanging high above his head and the weak sunshine. After pondering for a moment, he activated his self-hypnosis, and suddenly there was a painful expression on his face.

It was at this moment that a ray of energy converted from Lincoln's 'fear' was absorbed by Freddy.

Feeling the power emerging from his body and looking at the painful expression on Lincoln's face, Freddy laughed even more wildly.

He manipulated the light of the sun in the sky to become more dazzling and hot, thereby 'squeezing' more energy from Lincoln, and then making the sun shine even more dazzlingly.

The cycle of Lincoln-Fear-Energy-Sun-Lincoln was established in this way, and the immediate positive feedback brought Freddy a full sense of satisfaction, and he was almost lost in the unprecedented sense of power.

Without restraint, he almost thrust Lincoln's entire body into the sun.

On the other side, just like once using infinite gems to approach the star hanging in the deep space, the strong sunlight provided Lincoln with terrifying energy blessing.

Not only was his spirit rapidly enhanced in the sunlight, but the charge of the golden string was also increased to a level visible to the naked eye.

But everything has its limit.

As the enhancement of the spiritual body gradually approached and completely reached the same level as the enhancement of the physical body, the ubiquitous sunlight lost its use to Lincoln.

In that moment, the endless 'fear' on Lincoln's face disappeared.

The fear disappeared, and the channel that provided Freddy with energy also stopped abruptly. One second, Freddy was enjoying the pleasure of becoming stronger, and the next second, he was dragged out of the pleasure and fell to the ground.

.

Looking at Lincoln who suddenly no longer feared the sun and sunlight, Freddy didn't realize what happened for a moment.

Human beings have limits, and they often cannot do many things. For example, Lincoln hypnotized himself into fearing something. This was a situation Freddy had never encountered before.

Under normal circumstances, they would only hypnotize themselves to stop being afraid. Lincoln was the first to do the opposite, so he was caught off guard by a direct hit.

On the other side, Lincoln, who had finished eating, turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. A terrifying speed comparable to teleportation broke out in an instant. Before Freddy could react, Lincoln's palm was placed on his shoulder like an iron hoop.

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The biological force field spread out instantly and turned into invisible cage shackles to restrain Freddy.

Freddy is almost omnipotent in his dreams, but unfortunately, things are not right now.

With the efforts of the detective and the police officers, the entire population of Springwood Town has been awakened. Today's dream world is no longer a composite world composed of the dreams of all the residents of Springwood Town.

Before Freddy's power could expand the dream to a farther place, the world became a separate dream, a dream that belonged to Lincoln alone.

So, here comes an interesting question.

When Lincoln's spirit is as strong as his body, does he have the final say in his dream world, or does Freddy have the final say?

The result is self-evident. Looking at the immobile Freddy who was locked by the biological force field, he knew that this world was completely decided by Lincoln.

And when Freddy was locked by Lincoln's biological force field, it meant that he was completely disconnected from the dream.

Getting people started - invading dreams - guiding nightmares - gaining fear, this is a complete process.

But from the first step to the last step, Freddy could not complete it without Lincoln's cooperation. On the contrary, Lincoln could accomplish many things without Freddy's cooperation.

First, he found some hydrogen, and then he found some iron.

Lincoln carefully removed two neutrons from the iron atom and placed their corresponding neutrons into the hydrogen atom...

...

In Springwood Town, news of the devil's return spread quickly.

As the children's parents eagerly ran into the children's room, they were distraught to find corpses that had been tortured to death by Freddy.

They burst into tears, but it was too late.

Everything about Freddy is an undetectable past in the eyes of people of this era, but in the eyes of people like the detective, it is a nightmare of the past.

One corpse after another was carried out from different houses. Seeing the still young and frail bodies being covered, and seeing the families crying bitterly, the detective's face suddenly became firm.

He quietly left the crowd and found the doctor: "I think I need gastric lavage."

"Are you crazy?" The doctor immediately understood what the detective meant: "If you go into the dream, Freddy will kill you immediately, and he may not even torture you."

"But this is the only way to deal with him!" The detective said with a firm expression, "Since there was a way to deal with him before, there must be a way to deal with him now."

The doctor and the detective looked at each other, saw the determination in his eyes, and sighed: "You can't do it alone, absolutely not."

The detective blinked and held the doctor down: "No, you can't go in with me, you have to stay outside."

"What are you thinking about? Who said I want to go in with you?" The doctor glanced at the detective: "You have lived enough, but I haven't lived yet. I just thought that maybe I could find some help for you."

"Help?" The detective smiled bitterly: "Most of the people back then have left, or they are all people of my age. Where can I find helpers?"

"Who said there are no helpers?" The doctor smiled mysteriously, and led the detective a little closer to the crowd, pointing to the family in pain because of the loss of their child: "Aren't those just helpers?"

"No!" The detective immediately shook his head: "Their children have already died in Freddy's hands, and I can't let them suffer the same fate."

"Really?" The doctor was noncommittal: "I think rather than waiting for you to avenge them, maybe they would be more willing to take up arms to avenge themselves."

"Just like we were able to burn Freddy to death decades ago, the power of anger can sometimes overwhelm everything."

Looking at the detective who was deep in thought, the doctor patted him on the shoulder: "Believe me, you, an unmarried person, don't know what a child is like to his parents."

"Even if it is a place where there is no life or death, they still have enough courage to face it. What's more, they are already angry enough at this time."

"You don't have to make a choice immediately, maybe you can talk to them first." The doctor chuckled: "As for me, I will prepare gastric lavage equipment for you, and find those old friends from the past. I wish you a safe journey.

"

Facts have proved that what the doctor said was right. Although some people were hesitant, some people immediately decided to join the detective's action team the moment they heard that they could avenge their children.

They didn't even ask what they were about to face, they just made such a decision based on their hatred for Freddy, and even if they knew what kind of existence Freddy was, they had no intention of backing down.

Coming out of the separate conversation room, the doctor came close to the detective and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Did I tell you what I said?"

"I really have yours." After getting help, the heavy emotions in the detective's heart couldn't help but relax. He patted the doctor on the shoulder: "How is it? Are everything ready?"

"Ready." The doctor nodded: "I will try my best to get the medicine out of your stomach, but the absorbed medicine will continue to take effect for a while."

"It won't be too long, and it won't be too short. It will be enough for you to prepare everything to enter the dreamland."

"Also, don't be too burdened. If you find something wrong and hurt yourself, I will immediately find a way to wake you up. The same goes for everyone else."

"I know." The detective pretended to smile relaxedly: "I have killed him once, and now, I can kill him a second time."

"I hope the truth is as you say."

They performed gastric lavage, adjusted their condition, and waited for the effect of the medicine to wear off. With a firm belief that they would never return, they gradually closed their eyes.

After a deep and chaotic darkness, the detective suddenly opened his eyes, and the other team members began to wake up one by one.

He looked around and saw the streets of Springwood Town. The originally crowded crowd had disappeared, which proved that they had successfully entered the dream dominated by Freddy.

Gathering the team members, the detective repeatedly warned: "Remember, don't have any fear. That's what Freddy likes most. Stay angry and courageous. This will be the magic weapon to defeat him."

The detective's words made everyone nod, and then someone asked: "But, Springwood Town is so big, where can we find him?"

"He will come to us." The detective said confidently: "Freddy's character has always been like this. Even if we stay where we are and do nothing, he will come to us with full of malice."

Hearing what the detective said, the others nodded convinced without any more arguments. They were stationed on the spot, ready to welcome Freddy's arrival at any time.

Time flies by, five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour...

Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore and approached the detective again: "Have you ever waited like this for half an hour?"

Recalling his past experiences, the detective couldn't help but fell silent, and then shook his head: "No, he came within half a minute."

"Then he still won't come now?"

(Freddy, who was imprisoned in a cage by Lincoln from a biological standpoint: I would like to find you, but how can I find you when I am locked up?)

"Maybe, he is somewhere else?" Suddenly, the detective thought of Lincoln who could not be awakened in the police station, and immediately realized something: "Police station, Freddy should be at the police station!"