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Chapter 1200

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In Freddy's experience, the people who were dragged into his nightmares reacted in all sorts of strange ways. Some cried loudly, some were in disbelief, some cursed loudly, some immediately knelt down and prayed, some even screamed and begged for mercy...

But the man in front of him had a calmness that Freddy had never seen before!

He just stood there casually with a hint of curiosity and indifference in his eyes. Freddy tried to invade Freddy's murderous intent and evil intent, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea. Instead, Freddy felt that the man in front of him was calm and collected, like a bow filled with snow.

Sheyan slowly raised his head, smiled and said, "That's right.

"Freddy? You must be Mr. Freddy Krueger, right? "

As he spoke, he took a step forward and extended his hand to Freddy with a smile.

"Oh, I'm very happy to see you. You can call me Seaman."

Freddy was stunned and bewildered, but a vicious glint immediately flashed across his eyes. He walked up to Sheyan and grabbed his hand with a sinister smile. Suddenly, Freddy's hand that was holding Sheyan's hand turned into a terrifying razor hand! He suddenly screamed and laughed wildly as he pulled hard. Sheyan's palm immediately became a bloody mess. A large number of bone-deep wounds could even be seen.

Freddy laughed wildly, looking forward to hearing Sheyan's screams of pain, but the man in front of him remained as calm as ever.

"You're really naughty, Mr. Freddy. Is this why you always choose to enter the dreams of children?"

As he spoke, Sheyan looked at his injured palm and slowly raised it.

"I'm talking to you in a dream, right? Since this is a dream, then these bloody wounds are illusions. Since they're illusions, I can naturally do whatever I want and overturn the rules of the real world," said Sheyan calmly.

As he spoke, his palm began to heal rapidly. Very soon, it was as good as new!

Freddy's facial muscles twitched when he saw this. He knew that he had encountered a very terrifying enemy! The Dreamscape was Freddy's home ground. He could be said to be omnipotent in the Dreamscape and had an astonishing increase in all aspects. However, the person in front of him had easily broken through the shackles of the Dreamscape and healed his wounds at will. This showed that his willpower and personal strength were far beyond his imagination!

What was even more shocking was that Freddy found that he could only invade a small part of this guy's mind. Most of his memories seemed to be locked and could not be accessed at all. Even if there was a memory that could be accessed, it was as if he had entered a misty swamp. It was extremely difficult to invade! What frightened Freddy even more was that there was a sense of danger in that memory that made him feel terrified!

"Who … Who are you?" Freddy Krueger couldn't help but take a step back.

Sheyan smiled and shook his head.

"I am someone who has the power to destroy you."

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist and placed the 'Judge' flat on his palm. The dazzling silver light immediately shrunk Freddy's body and caused it to emit thick black smoke! Freddy screamed in horror! He was still in a state where he had just recovered from being destroyed and was very weak. Fortunately, Sheyan had put the weapon away in time. Otherwise, Freddy would have been in a lot of pain.

Even so, after Sheyan put the 'Judge' away, Freddy almost collapsed to the ground. He leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. His eyes were filled with fear. Sheyan spread his hands and said sincerely, "Look.

"You see, I could have killed you, but I didn't. That would prove my sincerity to you, right?"

"What, what do you want?" asked Freddy.

Sheyan calmly said, "I want to tell you something.

I want to show you a memory. "

What followed was naturally a replay of the information he had given to the Cullen family. After Freddy finished reading it, he did not laugh wildly and say that the extinction of the human race had nothing to do with him. Instead, he remained silent.

This was one of the two main reasons why Sheyan came to see Freddy first. Freddy was cruel and vicious, but he was also cunning. Cunning meant that he was good at thinking, and it was easier to communicate with someone who was good at thinking.

"Is this true?" Demon Freddy asked slowly.

Sheyan said flatly.

"You can investigate and verify it. Besides, do you think I'm such a boring person? I'd rather communicate with you at the risk of being killed by you. "

"So, what do you want?" asked Freddy.

"Your power," said Sheyan straightforwardly. Sheyan bluntly replied, "Your method of attack is very strange and peculiar. Although your current strength is very weak, I have a way to make it stronger! My goal is to save more humans. In this process, I will encounter an unimaginable amount of resistance. Therefore, I need your strength to help me kill and save more people! "

"How are you going to save them? Are you going to build the arks too? "Freddy showed an unprecedented interest and focus on this issue.

Sheyan was overjoyed when he heard his question. Freddy was no longer human. Freddy's concern about saving people obviously had nothing to do with himself, but because there was someone he cared about in this world!

There was no doubt that this person was Freddy's biggest weakness.

Whether it was a human, a demon or any other creature, as long as they had a weakness, it meant that they could be controlled! Freddy the Demon had to admit that he was a scoundrel from the very beginning. A scoundrel was synonymous with treachery and betrayal. If Sheyan could grasp Freddy's human weakness, then no matter how much he strengthened Freddy's abilities, he could be at ease.

"Building arks is indeed a viable option, but it's already too late to start building arks now. We've only managed to build four arks in three years. We don't have much time left," Sheyan said seriously. "That's right.

"So, when the 2012 apocalypse comes, the only relatively safe place for earthquakes ….. tsunamis is the sky. This is just my basic idea. I'll need a large group of experts to prove it, but I believe this path is feasible. More importantly, Freddy, we may succeed if we do it, but if we do nothing, we can only wait for death. "

Demon Freddy fell into deep thought. The only sound that could be heard was the rusty and unpleasant sound of the razor in his hand, which seemed to be a sign of his fluctuating mood. He suddenly asked again.

"How do you plan to increase my power?"

Sheyan answered indifferently.

"Don't you get your power from fear? The more people fear you, the stronger you will be. Then, as long as you record the process of killing people and put it on the internet for people to watch, then hire servants to hype it up, your power will naturally increase greatly! "

Freddy thought about it carefully for a moment, then gave an enchanting smile.

"Alright, Mr. Seaman, you've convinced me. But my soul's activities will be limited to a certain extent. I can't go beyond 50 kilometers from my belongings, so if you want me to serve you, you'll have to bring my body and razor with you. "

Sheyan nodded.

"Understood. Also, Mr. Freddy, I think you should change your fighting style from now on."

Freddy said unhappily.

"Is that so?"

Sheyan answered seriously.

"Yes, because your enemy is no longer an ordinary child. There might be an opponent stronger than me. If you're still used to appearing in the way you like in horror movies, then there's no doubt that it's equivalent to giving people the opportunity to raise their vigilance. Do you want to lose miserably in a fair duel, or do you want to win to your heart's content after a despicable battle? "

Freddy fell into deep thought after hearing Sheyan's words. Sheyan went along with the flow and said, "That's right.

"So, I have a few very important suggestions …."

***

Two hours later.

Cleveland, Ohio, United States.

A straight road stretched out in the sparse wilderness. On both sides of the road were areas isolated to prevent sandstorms. There were already many drought-resistant plants, as well as large patches of rye grass, white clover and alfalfa hay fields that undulated like waves in the gentle wind.

The agriculture here was all done by aerial spraying, and the harvesting was fully mechanized. Therefore, both sides of the road were very desolate, with no signs of human habitation.

Behind a mountain pass, a Buick off-road vehicle was parked. There were three men wearing black suits, sunglasses, and ties in the car. They were sitting at the side and talking casually, "What's the matter with you?"

"I hope the target doesn't come late. The temperature in this godforsaken place drops sharply when it gets dark. It's very uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, the information is very clear. The target is very punctual. This time, she's meeting under the name of the university president, so she should be here soon."

"Boss, it's strange. This person shouldn't be a foreign spy. More importantly, if she's a spy, she should be captured alive to interrogate her superiors and subordinates. Why did she have to be silenced?"

After the agent finished speaking, he suddenly noticed his team leader looking at him sternly.

"Have you forgotten the confidentiality rule?"

For a moment, the atmosphere became strangely cold. The three of them leaned back in their chairs at the same time, but strangely, they all felt unusually sleepy at the same time. Their bodies could not resist this kind of tiredness, so they closed their eyes one after another.

Among them, the team leader had the strongest willpower. He felt that something was wrong and tried hard to break free from his tiredness. At the same time, he called the names of the two deputies beside him loudly, but the only response he got was snoring. The team leader immediately felt even more strange. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a dagger from his boot, and was about to stab his thigh!

Unfortunately, the dagger fell powerlessly on the cushion halfway through, because the team leader had fallen into a deep sleep before he stabbed his thigh …. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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