The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 11 11, Big Devil!
Freddy felt like he had been stuffed into a washing machine, tossed around, dizzy, and disoriented.

After finally calming down, he realized that he had somehow ended up on all fours, lying face down on the ground.

As the dizziness and disorientation in his mind gradually subsided, he struggled to lift his head and look around. The nightmare demon, who was always arrogant and domineering in the dream, was suddenly dumbfounded. After a long while, he stammered out a vulgar American curse:
"Mom, here... hair!"

Beneath him was a black rock just big enough for him to lie on.

All around was an endless sea of ​​blood.

In the sea of ​​blood, huge waves swept through, and countless hideous figures, their skin gone and their muscles and tendons exposed, howled and struggled in the sea of ​​blood.

Many more bloodless figures, devoid of skin, surged desperately toward the reef where Freddy was. Their bloodied hands clung to the rocks, struggling to climb upwards, even as the rocks wore away their flesh and exposed their pale bones.

Finally, a bloody hand landed on the ground in front of Freddy, who immediately shuddered—the reef was only so big, if these… unknown monsters climbed up, would there be any place for me to hide?
I don't want to fall into that sea of ​​blood!
The Nightmare Demon swung its steel claws fiercely, severing the bloody hand. The bloody shadow, having lost its support, howled and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

But it doesn't help.

More bloody hands reached onto the reef, and more blood-red figures piled up like worms, howling and scrambling to climb and surge toward the only small clearing above the reef.

"Fake! Is this some kind of hellish dimension? Did I offend some demon lord from hell?"

Freddy frantically sliced ​​through the blood claws, punching and kicking the crimson figure trying to squeeze onto the reef back into the sea of ​​blood, all the while anxiously speculating.

Without thinking, he looked up at the sky and was immediately jolted awake.

Blood clouds filled the sky, and above the gloomy, dark firmament, a blood-red face that almost covered half the sky hung high in the heavens, overlooking the sea of ​​blood.

His blood-red face still had a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, a playful smile like a cat catching a mouse. But in his pair of dark eyes, as deep as an abyss or a black hole, there was a chilling indifference that even Freddy, the nightmare demon, felt chilled to the bone.

"Demon...Lord..."

Freddy stared blankly at the sky. He fed on fear and drew strength from it, yet he felt a deep, indescribable fear from the bottom of his heart, like an invisible hand gripping his soul. For a moment, he couldn't help but tremble.

He forgot that countless blood-red figures were about to rush onto the reef all around him.

So, while he was in a daze, a blood-red shadow rushed up and slammed into him with a howl.

Freddy stumbled and barely managed to regain his footing, but before he could regain his position, another bloody hand grabbed his ankle from below the reef and yanked him hard.

Poof!

Freddy rolled off the rocks and fell into a sea of ​​blood.

Upon contact with the sea of ​​blood, Freddy, like the blood shadows struggling and sinking within it, let out a wail of unbearable pain and heart-wrenching agony.

What kind of pain was that?
It felt like being burned all over by flames, like being pierced by countless fine needles on every inch of skin, like being soaked in strong acid, like being bitten by piranhas, or like having all the skin peeled off and then being pickled alive in salt water...

Freddy, who was burned alive in flames during his lifetime, never imagined that there could be a more intense and prolonged pain than being burned alive.

He screamed and struggled desperately, trying to escape the sea of ​​blood, but pairs of bloody hands held him back and pressed him into the sea of ​​blood. Furthermore, countless bloody shadows scrambled to climb onto him, seemingly trying to use his body as a stepping stone to escape this terrifying sea of ​​blood. Even if they could only escape the sea of ​​blood for a mere second, they were willing to fight with all their might for that one second of liberation.

Freddy went mad.

He frantically swung his steel claws, cutting at the bloody hands on his body, not caring if he hurt himself.

Despite this, he was still tightly entangled by countless blood shadows surging from all directions, and helplessly sank into the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

"Help... glug... help me..."

Freddy Krueger, the self-proclaimed master of dreams and an invincible nightmare, finally cries out for help in the real world amidst an even more powerful and terrifying nightmare...

The rooftop of a seven-story apartment building.

Iliana stood atop the rooftop railing, hundreds of meters away, using her mental abilities to remotely monitor Li Xingzhou, who was sleeping soundly on a bench in the wooded clearing.

She kept a close eye on his expression, and if she noticed anything amiss, she would instantly teleport to his side and wake him up.

What puzzled her was...

Li Xingzhou had been asleep for about half an hour, but his expression remained peaceful, with a faint smile even appearing on his lips, making him look quite content.

So, is he perhaps having some wonderful dream?
Did Freddy not take the bait?
Iriana was wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and caught a familiar aura of a demon from Li Xingzhou.

It's Freddy's scent!
Freddy's here?
Iliana's spirits lifted, and she was just about to wait for Li Xingzhou to drag Freddy out of his dream when she suddenly saw a phantom leap out from Li Xingzhou's body. In the blink of an eye, the phantom solidified into a gaunt figure, which then practically crawled away from Li Xingzhou on all fours.

But the figure didn't go far before collapsing to the ground, convulsing.

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Iliana was completely confused.

When the phantom figure sprang out from Li Xingzhou, she recognized it as Freddy.

However, Freddy's behavior seemed a bit off.

Once in reality and materialized, the way he frantically and desperately tried to escape, using both hands and feet, seemed out of place on Freddy Krueger, a ruthless killer.

Moreover, it seems that Freddy wasn't "pulled" out of the dream by Li Xingzhou; rather, it's more like he actively escaped the dream and fled into reality.
How can this be?

Iliana was filled with doubt.

But she did not hesitate because of this doubt. She immediately activated the teleportation and instantly traveled from hundreds of meters away to the forest clearing, landing next to Freddy and stepping on Freddy, who was twitching slightly on the ground.

Upon seeing Freddy's current appearance, she was slightly startled.

Although Freddy was ugly, covered in burn scars and with twisted flesh, making him look terrifying, at least his body was still relatively plump and barely resembled a human.

But now...

Freddy, standing at Iliana's feet, seemed to have had all his flesh evaporate into thin air, leaving only a tattered skin covering his skeleton.

Even the skeleton was incredibly fragile, as if its bones and marrow had been eaten away. Iliana felt that she only needed to exert a little force, without using any of her abilities, to crush Freddy into powder with a single kick, like crushing ants.

In reality, Freddy is not as "omnipotent" as he is in his dreams.

But in the end, he was also a demon.

Even in reality, his strength far surpasses that of ordinary people, so why did he suddenly become so fragile?

When you are in doubt.

Li Xingzhou, who was lying on the bench, opened his eyes, slowly sat up, stretched his arms comfortably, and then looked at Iliana with a smile, saying, "I have fulfilled my mission."

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