Marvel: Just became a citizen of the motherland, and S.H.I.E.L.D. came knocking on my door.

His eyes held a resolute gaze.

As a fellow psychopathic killer, I share a certain psychological resonance with this dream killer named "Freddy," a feeling of being "of the same kind."

Know the other person's psychological state.

By putting ourselves in their shoes and thinking in reverse, we can use this guy's personality to deal with their provocations.

They will definitely take the bait and retaliate fiercely.

Because all serial killers actually have a kind of performative personality that is similar to arrogance and conceit.

Just like I was back then.

In the many "chainsaw horror" games that I designed and created back then, I punished those who didn't respect life.

Later, the Federal Police announced on television that they would be arresting him and that they would definitely catch him and bring him to justice.

But the more provocations and threats they face, the more restless and excited they become.

The more they try to walk a tightrope, to slap the other side in the face, to prove their own abilities, and to show contempt for the power of the authorities.

Therefore, I'm pretty sure Freddie is the guy after seeing them put on such a big publicity and campaign.

Even knowing it's a trap, they would still willingly "walk into the trap," deliberately and brazenly killing the candidate in front of them.

To demonstrate their abilities and to take retaliatory action against them.

Because from their perspective, they must think that these guys can't do anything to them, and that they can come and go without a trace in the dream world.

Furthermore, when members of V for Vendetta came to arrest him, he ended up killing two of them instead.

So now they'll only become more arrogant, and that... is their chance!

"Okay..." Hearing the very firm sound of the vertical saw, Quicksilver felt a little relieved.

At the same time, prepare your own mental scepter safe, in case Mr. Saw needs it.

He immediately took it out and presented it with both hands.

Then, everyone in the room quietly waited for night to fall.

The person who participated in the arrest operation on the bed is now also in a daze.

Because of Freddy's recent incident, I've been having trouble sleeping for a long time and it's been hard to keep going.

Finally, the sky gradually darkened.

It was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

As the clock struck, the participant on the bed felt drowsy and his consciousness gradually faded into darkness.

Before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, the vertical saw was staring intently at the creature on the bed in front of him.

It was as if they were waiting for something... A few minutes later.

Suddenly, something strange happened on the bed!

Chapter 94 [Scepter of the Mind] + [Vertical Saw] VS [Freddy]?

The guy lying on the bed suddenly started struggling violently.

And his expression, already in a dream, was ferocious and distorted, filled with terror, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying in his dream.

He started screaming wildly.

"Help! Help me—!"

Upon noticing this, Vertical Saw's expression shifted, and he spoke sternly.

"Quickly—the Scepter of the Soul!"

Quicksilver quickly took the Mind Scepter out of the safe and handed it to Piston.

After taking the vertical saw, he held it in his hand and then placed the end of the Mind Scepter on the guy's chest.

He then gestured to the Scarlet Witch beside him with his eyes to take action.

Wanda's expression shifted, and she formed a mudra with her hands in front of her chest.

A surge of crimson chaotic magic swept over and entangled the guy on the bed.

Keep it confined to the bed to prevent it from struggling and injuring itself in the process.

At that moment, when the vertical saw touched the guy in front of him on the chest with the Scepter of the Mind.

Suddenly, a flash of light and shadow appeared before my eyes, and the scene changed. I found myself in a place that resembled an abandoned factory.

Everywhere you looked, there were scalding steam pipes, metal staircases and pipes, and flames everywhere.

Steam pipes crisscross overhead, and hot white steam occasionally gushes out from the valves.

The ground was covered with rusty iron gratings, and beneath the gaps lay bottomless darkness.

And not far away, there was that guy who was sleeping in the real world.

He was clutching his head, huddled in a corner, his face filled with terror and fear, screaming for help.

Furthermore, he had some wounds and was covered in dirt, as if he had just gone on a run and was being chased by something terrifying.

"Looks like...we have a new guest here, hehe!"

Just then, a sinister and chilling sound suddenly rang out from the upper metal walkway above.

It sounded like a broken bellows, hoarse and unpleasant.

When the vertical saw raised its head, it was noticed that it was an ugly, ferocious face, the skin of which looked as if it had been burned by flames, torn and bloodied.

The red and green striped sweater she was wearing appeared and disappeared in the steam.

Furthermore, the other party was wearing a sharp, claw-like tool, with the long, narrow blades at the tips of their fingers striking the iron railing.

It produces a crisp metallic clang, "clang, clang, clang!"

Immediately afterward, as the other person moved, the sharp blade slid along the iron railing, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The other person's scrutinizing, sinister gaze was fixed on him, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent and madness.

"Old man, you've come to the wrong place. This isn't a nursing home. Trespassing into a place like this can get you killed..."

Freddie spoke in a sinister voice, then abruptly stopped halfway through, as if he had discovered something.

His expression changed slightly, and he said with some surprise.

"Wait a minute... You also smell a lot of blood on you, and your hands are covered in blood, lots and lots of blood!"

"I smell the stench of blood on you... so much blood! You've killed people, so many people!"

Freddie seemed to have a surprised and unexpected look in his eyes.

The saw stood still, offering no reply, its cold gaze fixed on the ugly monster before it.

This thing should be the monster from the dream world, the guy named Freddy.

I have to say, this thing is really ugly...

Now, the saw is standing there silently, offering no response, which seems to have angered Freddy.

Freddie's arms and claws began to frantically scratch at the wall beside him, his eyes filled with venom.

"Hmph, you old codger! Do you think I'm afraid of you just because you've killed someone? I'll tear you to pieces, yaaaaaahh ...

As soon as he finished speaking, Freddy vanished from his spot in a flash, reappearing just a few meters away from the vertical saw.

This is a dream world, controlled by Freddy, who can do whatever he wants here.

However, he now faces the vertical saw that wields the scepter of the mind.

Even before setting off, Jigsaw had consulted and discussed with Dr. Eric about how to use the Mind Scepter.

So when Freddy attacked, Saw remained calm, raised his cane, and lightly touched the iron fence at his feet with the tip of the Mind Scepter.

Orange-yellow light spread out from the point of contact, extending along the lattice's patterns, and then suddenly seeped downwards.

It burrowed into the darkness beneath the floor like tree roots.

Then, whoosh—!

The surrounding environment began to change; the steam valves turned into rusty iron hooks, and several heavy iron chains hung from the gaps in the pipes overhead.

The factory seems to have produced and changed many buildings, layouts, and pipes, as if two different types of buildings are being reassembled in the same space.

"What?! You... what did you do?!"

Upon seeing the changed scene before him, Freddie's expression suddenly changed.

You must understand that you are the master of the dream world, and all changes in the dream world are altered according to your own will.

And now... the surrounding factories and scenes are starting to change on their own, and they are beyond my control.

What on earth is going on?!

Just then, heavy chains hanging from the ceiling began to wrap around him.

Pfft—!

Freddy swung his claws forward, the blades scraping sparks off the chain, which snapped and fell into the surrounding dark crevices.

In the ever-reconstructing factory scene, deep within the unfathomable darkness, thousands upon thousands of gears are slowly meshing and turning beneath the floor.

It emitted a deep, rhythmic clicking sound, like a huge machine breathing.

Meanwhile, the heavy chains, pipes, walls, and other structures around Freddy began to attack him.

"Damn it! That damned old man!"

Freddie vanished in a flash.

Freddy was already somewhat angry at the old man's strange and mysterious abilities.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the saw, its sharp claws aimed at the saw's face.

Pissaw's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at him with a gloomy gaze and slammed the Mind Scepter on the ground.

The iron fence beneath their feet suddenly sprang up, instantly transforming into a rusty iron mesh that blocked the two of them.

Freddy's blade pierced a gap in the wire mesh, sparks flying, and then he ripped it in two with a powerful pull.

But the vertical saw is no longer in the same place.

The ground beneath his feet split in the middle, the two sections separating backward, carrying him backward.

At the same time, because the entire walkway broke in the middle, a series of chains and hooks crashed down on Freddy.

Swish-!

Freddie rolled to the side to avoid it, and the aisle crashed right where he had just been standing, scattering chains all over the ground.

Before he could get up, suddenly the scattered iron chains in the surrounding factory ruins seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

At the same time, it sprang up from the ground and coiled around Freddy's wrists and ankles from different directions like a venomous snake.

Chapter 95 Arrest? Freddy is successfully arrested!

Click—!

Freddie swung his knife, severing the chain binding his right hand and avoiding the chain coiled around his left foot.

However, her right leg was still entangled by a chain that had emerged from the dark crevice.

And when the chain touched her right leg, it immediately began to climb and tighten along her calf like vines.

It then suddenly moved backward.

Thump—!

They dragged Freddy to the ground and pulled him along the floor for several meters.

During the struggle, Freddy suddenly flipped over and chopped off the chains on his feet with a claw as he got up.

He saw the vertical saw standing next to a huge, constantly rotating gear, which was slowly and heavily crushing towards Freddy.

It is as tall as two people in diameter, and its teeth are covered with a dense array of blades.