A prince from a certain American comic book

Tom, helpless, could only meow once before picking up the unconscious Quentin again and leaping out like a spotted tiger.

Ike touched his nose and looked back at the battlefield.

He felt a little guilty.

Without him.

There's a saying that goes, "Even two fists can't beat four feet." Even if Freddy only had one hand and one foot, he could still beat him to a pulp.

But Freddy, who has already killed six people and enslaved six undead?

Right now, Ike can only watch as the illusory Ghost Rider, seemingly acting erratically in the fierce winds, tries to help cripple Freddy's health.

only……

drop!

drop!

drop!

Ike's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly felt strangely pulled out of the story by the voice coming from Ghost Rider.

What's with this sound, like a timer going off?

Are they going to put on an Ultraman movie?

Just then.

Ike looked down and saw a small note left behind after the wooden plaque was smashed. He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Maintain for three minutes."

Ike looked at the small line of text on the note.

I was completely dumbfounded.

Maggi's.

It's actually a role-playing Ultraman!

Ike looked up.

Freddy, appearing as a cloud of black mist in mid-air, swallowed the elusive Ghost Rider whole.

next second.

"Roar!"

"Talk!"

"Hahaha."

"Come into my nightmare world."

Freddy Krueger, who had just devoured Ghost Rider, suddenly burst into a burst of black light, and the black mist around him engulfed the entire warehouse like dark clouds pressing down on a city.

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Chapter 057: Freddy's Despair Once Again (Seeking Recommendations)

This is a serious mess. (Ice & Fire Chinese website www.BhzW.Cc)

Looking at the scene before him, which seemed to be a direct reversal of time, Ike felt a pang of melancholy. Without even thinking, he had already been pulled into the Nightmare World by Freddy, who had become stronger after absorbing a phantom of Ghost Rider.

"Hahaha." The maniacal laughter, accompanied by the sharp screech of metal claws hitting the wall like fingernails scraping glass, reached Ike's ears from all directions.

Ike stood still and looked around.

The factory door was locked, and a disheveled man was repeatedly shouting, "I did nothing wrong, don't come in," while using his body to block the door.

Outside the door, there were constant sounds of colliding and crashing, accompanied by all sorts of curses...

Ike remained silent.

Ok.

Freddy is directly recreating the scene of the day he died.

"Zi!"

As flames flickered in the distance, Freddy, wearing a top hat with a charred body underneath, slowly descended the iron steps from the second floor. He stared at Ike and said in his burnt voice, "I sold my ass in Hell for ten whole years. This is what they owe me."

Ike was taken aback.

Sold...

Ten years of ass?

next second.

Ike chuckled, covered his mouth, and pointed at Freddy, laughing, "Excuse me, but I'd like to ask, with a face like yours, which female demon would have taken a liking to you?"

Do you really think there's no discrimination in hell?

The desire for beauty in hell is far more intense than that above.

Freddy narrowed his eyes but didn't speak.

Ike blinked, then suddenly opened his mouth wide, pointing at Freddy in surprise and doubt, "Could it be that you..."

next second.

Ike couldn't hold back any longer. He covered his face and squatted down on the ground, laughing so hard that his hands were about to hurt. He felt like he was about to burst into tears from laughing.

No wonder.

This explains why Freddy suddenly and inexplicably transformed from an evil spirit into a red-eyed demon.

That affection was earned through ten years of hard work.

Freddy's dangerous aura intensified, and he roared at Ike, who was practically rolling on the floor laughing, "Enough!"

Ike quickly waved his hand and apologized, "I'm sorry, I got carried away and couldn't control myself."

Freddy took a deep breath.

next second.

Clang!

Bang!

As a club hurtled towards Ike's head from behind, Ike immediately turned around, braced himself with his hands, and kicked Jesse, who had already been enslaved by Freddy, flying away.

Ike got up.

Before he could even utter a single word, with a whoosh, Nancy, torn to shreds like a rag doll, appeared to Ike's right, stomping her feet and brandishing the needle in her hand.

same.

Nancy's mother also appeared to Ike's left.

Bang!

Bang!

Ike kicked Nancy and her mother away with both feet, then looked at Freddy, who was sitting on the steps watching the show, and said with a smirk, "You think this is your dream, so you can do whatever you want?"

"Why...why not?" Freddy paused, shook his head as if it had just malfunctioned, took off his top hat, and patted off non-existent dust. He said, "After I kill you, I can slowly go and manipulate the others."

Ike chuckled and looked at the six people who had gathered directly in front of him, saying, "These six evil spirits you've enslaved? You couldn't kill me even if you had a whole day."

"Then two days it is." Freddy's voice suddenly rose. "If two days is not enough, then three days it is. I have plenty of time. This is my home turf this time. Your little tricks will be useless now. You will never leave without killing me."

Ike sneered and charged straight at Freddy, saying, "Then I'll kill you."

Boom!

After kicking six people away with six kicks, Ike punched Freddy, who was sitting motionless on the steps, through his body.

Yes.

It's been pierced.

This is a fake shadow.

"Hahaha." Freddy suddenly appeared on the iron walkway of the second-floor factory building. The iron hook scraped against the railing, making a grating sound. He stared at Ike on the factory floor and said, "This is my dream, not yours. I know you have an unusual background, but I won't fight you."

Ike scoffed, "You weren't this cowardly when you were killing people."

Freddy chuckled and said, "It's because you let me go back then. Come to think of it, apart from Dean, the rest of the people died because of you."

Ike looked at Freddy: "Ha, you want to make me give myself away?"

Freddy didn't say anything.

Like a big boss, he braced his hands on the railing, adjusted his top hat, and looked at the six evil spirits lying motionless on the ground with his scorched eyes.

The six evil spirits that had been lying motionless on the ground rose up and moved, instantly trapping Ike in the middle.

Ike looked down and smiled.

next second.

Ike looked up.

Freddy, perched on the second-floor railing, felt a sudden unease as he watched Ike's enigmatic smile.

Boom!

The air in the factory suddenly filled with air, and by the time Freddy came to his senses, he saw Ike, who had appeared in front of him at some point, deliver a heavy punch to his face.

In an instant, peach blossoms bloomed everywhere.

With a loud bang.

Ekko smiled as he watched Freddy disappear into a blur after Ekko unleashed his third combo, then looked at Freddy, who had collapsed with a thud in the opposite corridor, and said calmly, "You really think I can't hit you if I want to?"

Freddy, clutching his swollen eyes, stood up and looked at Ike, saying, "How did you..."

Ike laughed and said, "Take another look. Is this really your world?"

Freddy paused, looking around in surprise.

The factory was indeed a figment of his imagination, but outside the factory was a fantastical grassland where cotton candy floated in the sky and the stones on the ground were all braised pork.

Ike's smile widened.