There was no mistake.
Luke clearly remembered Mephisto's aura.
He then thought of the Blackheart.
It turned out the victims were coming right to his door.
However, Luke felt no psychological burden whatsoever.
Mephisto failed to trick others and got tricked himself; he brought it upon himself.
If Kamar-Taj could pull a fast one, there was no reason why he couldn't.
On the contrary, not only did Luke feel no guilt, but he also felt quite displeased.
Seeking revenge against him was fine, but targeting minors was completely unacceptable.
Moreover, sending out a pedophile and serial killer like Freddy was the definition of a pervert's pervert!
"Looks like it's time for a trip to Hell,"
Luke snorted. Kamar-Taj had one good policy: if you killed the creditor, you had no debt.
Mephisto wanted to settle the score? Then he would just crush him!
"Daddy, this monster wanted to bully us!"
After Emma saw Luke, her eyes darted, and she pointed at Freddy, shouting loudly.
Freddy, who was struggling to resist Cheryl and Yulenka, quickly withdrew, backing up against the wall to guard against Luke.
"Where is Mephisto?"
Luke's cold voice rang out.
Even Freddy, a demon, felt a shiver of fear.
But he immediately erased that thought.
I am the King of Nightmares!
Freddy felt shame and anger over the momentary fear that had flashed in his heart, and his bloodshot eyes scanned Luke up and down.
"Hmm, the same vibrant youthful aura. Although he's just past the most delicious stage, he's barely acceptable as an extra treat."
Freddy licked his demonic claw. However, the next second, Luke suddenly appeared in front of him and reached out a hand.
Freddy hastily raised a shield, but it was violently shattered in less than a second.
The irresistible force terrified Freddy, causing him to quickly dematerialize into an intangible, formless spirit.
He then split into more than a dozen identical Freddys. These clones, possessing ninety percent of his original combat strength, rushed toward Luke simultaneously.
This was an ability enhanced by the Necronomicon.
The former Freddy's limit was killing people in their dreams.
Furthermore, Freddy used the power of the Necronomicon to begin summoning countless restless undead spirits who had died on this land.
Rotted, withered skeletons crawled out of their graves.
Stiff corpses in hospital morgues were also awakened by the evil spirit's power, turning into walking dead and approaching the municipal public elementary school.
Just as Freddy activated the power of the Necronomicon, attempting to expand the range of influence further,
the dozen or so clones he had created were somehow already crushed by Luke.
Freddy was startled again; he hadn't even clearly seen how Luke had moved!
This speed gave Freddy a bad feeling.
Was Luke waiting for something?
Otherwise, there would have been no need to tangle with him; the unknown power Luke had just displayed definitely could have killed him before he dematerialized.
Could he be waiting for Mephisto?
Freddy was both shocked and enraged.
"Don't underestimate me, the King of Nightmares!"
Freddy entered his intangible state and used the amplified power of the Necronomicon to enter the dreamscape of Luke's mind.
In the dreamscape, he was the absolute master, the King who controlled everything!
Even someone as mysterious as Luke could absolutely not be his opponent.
Originally, Freddy thought this would take some effort, especially since infiltrating Cheryl's mind moments ago had been quite strenuous.
However, to his surprise, Luke simply closed his eyes and fell asleep!
"Haha, you're finished!"
Freddy eagerly entered Luke's dreamscape, impatient to immediately transform the dream World into a Hell filled with sulfur and yellow sand.
However, when he opened his eyes...
Before him were adults with ferocious expressions, holding knives, clubs, and torches.
Freddy was reminded of that nightmare day.
After he had brutally violated and murdered a child, the parents of those children had cornered him in his home, beaten him senseless, and then burned him alive!
That was a scene Freddy never wanted to recall.
That was his nightmare!
"Burn him!"
"Kill him!"
"That damned killer, don't let him escape!"
"Demon, die!"
The angry crowd attacked him with knives and clubs. Freddy fought back desperately; he was the King of Nightmares, and a mere group of mortals could not harm him now!
Yet, the moment he thought this, pain erupted from all around him. His power was as fragile as the children he had violated when faced with the enraged parents.
No matter how he resisted, he couldn't withstand the assault of these devils; in fact, his resistance only made them angrier, more excited, and more violent!
"I am the King of Nightmares! I am Freddy!"
"You fools! So what if I killed your children? What's the big deal? They all deserved to die!"
Suddenly, all sound vanished from his ears.
Freddy looked up and only saw pairs of red eyes blazing with fury.
These parents seemed to have transformed into demons, even more terrifying than him.
"Eat him!"
Someone shouted the command.
Freddy trembled all over. He realized these people's eyes had become even more terrifying; they split open their gaping maws and swarmed him.
"No!!"
"I am the demon! I am the killer! I am immortal! It is me who should eat.. noooooo...."
Freddy was torn apart and devoured piece by piece by the enraged parents.
At some point, someone used a torch to set the house on fire, and flames surrounded him on all sides.
Under the illumination of the crimson light, the parents resembled Hellish ghouls, while Freddy was reduced to a helpless victim.
"Ahhh! I will definitely return!"
The parents consumed Freddy.
The flames then consumed everything.
At some unknown moment, Luke appeared outside the flames, silently watching the events unfold.
Although he did not possess Freddy's dream manipulation abilities, after acquiring so many psychic powers and adding so many attribute points, his mind was terrifyingly strong.
Skills? Methods? He had none of those.
He only had absolute stats!
He simply used Freddy's own nightmare to devour Freddy himself!
The killer in dreams was ultimately killed by a dream.
This was perfectly reasonable!
[Killed Anomalous Target Freddy (Necronomicon). Gained 2500 (1500+1000) Anomaly Points.]
[Reality Editor upgraded to Version 7.6. Current Anomaly Points: 5900 / 6600.]
"A Necronomicon?"
Luke flipped his hand, pulling out a magic book made of human skin and emanating a dark aura.
He casually flipped through it, finding dark magic spells recorded within, such as 'Return of the Undead' and 'Dark Mist'.
Luke's expression was strange; the book gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.
It was somewhat like...
"Right, this thing is like the Darkhold. Or rather, is the Necronomicon a counterfeit of the Darkhold?"
Luke had a guess, and he immediately withdrew from the conscious World.
Immediately, he saw a familiar figure.
"Yo, isn't that Jason?"
"Hmm, another Necronomicon?"
Luke looked at the familiar figure before him, which was clearly the first evil spirit he had killed.
The one he had flattened using a Sky Star.
"No Vibranium, no adamantium, just a mass-produced Necronomicon. Jason, you're going backward in life."
Luke shook his head. Iron Jason, who had caused him considerable trouble back then, had now fallen to this state.
Luke was increasingly certain that these so-called Necronomicons were mass-produced magic books created by Mephisto based on the Darkhold.
They could strengthen some evil spirits while also creating Satanic followers.
However, in Luke's eyes, Necronomicon Jason was not even comparable to Iron Jason.
"Cheryl, Yulenka, Emma, he's all yours."
"I'm taking a trip to Hell."
Luke instructed them, and incidentally pulled Jean's Phoenix personality over to reinforce the three girls.
"Don't worry, Daddy, we'll take care of this big guy!"
Cheryl and Yulenka were eager to try.
With Jean Grey present, danger simply didn't exist.
Jason is strong? He has an immortal body?
That's perfect. The Phoenix Fire just happens to possess the authority to burn everything.
Let's see whether your immortal body is stronger, or the Phoenix Fire.
"Babe, I'll leave this place to you. Also, deal with those undead outside while you're at it."
Luke gave a brief explanation.
"No problem. Go ahead, and come home soon," Phoenix Jean said, a Phoenix silhouette flashing in her beautiful eyes.
A Phoenix cry echoed from outside.
The resurrected undead were rapidly incinerated and disintegrated by the Phoenix Fire, utterly powerless to resist!
This saved the trouble of cremation.
Luke nodded, focusing on another matter.
He learned from Freddy's memory that they had all been brought out of Hell by Mephisto.
The ancient demon who had signed the demonic contract with Freddy back then was also Mephisto!
He and Jason were both Mephisto's dark agents, tossed onto Earth to harvest the souls and fear for Hell.
Even if they died, they could continue to resurrect.
The cost was minimal.
Extremely cost-effective.
Mephisto himself did not come.
Only a clone of him arrived.
When Alexander first performed the sacrifice, the one he initially summoned was actually Mephisto.
To cause trouble for Luke, and simultaneously set up his son, Blackheart, Mephisto told Alexander the ritual to summon Blackheart.
Furthermore, through the ritual, he also summoned the Necronomicon, as well as Jason and Freddy.
He intended to kidnap Yulenka and the others to force Luke to comply.
Luke carefully sensed Mephisto's whereabouts, but found nothing.
"Did he run? Can he escape!"
Luke had killed Blackheart, allowing him to obtain Hell's coordinates and teleportation methods through the Blackheart template.
Previously, he had also obtained the Ancient One template.
Combining the abilities of the Ancient One and Blackheart, he now possessed the capability to bypass the Vishanti barrier and travel to Hell.
This time, he was ready to cause chaos in Hell!
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