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"Stop pretending, Freddy. The fact that you're here means we're already in a dream. The Nightmare King will be burned to death? Your name is crying out in despair!"
Tsukishiro Doman stood beside the charred corpse, stretched out his hand, and released flames again, completely burning the corpse to ashes.
In a horror movie, if you don't finish the job, you're asking for trouble.
"One, two, it will come to you;"
A child's ethereal voice suddenly echoed through this quiet town.
"Three, four, lock your door;"
"Five, six, hold onto your sheets tightly;"
"Seven, eight, you will stop breathing;"
"Nine, ten, you won't be able to sleep—"
In this atmosphere, the nursery rhyme seems so terrifying and horrifying.
In that instant, the city came alive.
Nightmare strikes!
"Here he comes! Freddy's here to see you!"
"No, I always felt that Freddy couldn't beat this guy."
"Is this a superpower or a special effect?"
"Finishing off, full marks! I always see guys who don't finish off their opponents in movies and TV shows, and it always makes me so angry."
A strange sound came from the dark house.
The windows, boarded up, seemed to be peeking through the cracks at the only living person on the street.
Beside the dead trees, there seemed to be someone hiding.
"Everyone come here—"
Before Yue Shoudao could finish speaking, he dodged a Soul-Scattering Iron Claw by sidestepping, and then kicked out with a flourish, sending the resurrected Freddy flying.
The commotion inside grew louder and louder; the creatures inside seemed to be getting impatient.
The spying gazes grew increasingly obvious, making no attempt to conceal their hatred and resentment.
And the number of figures in the surrounding darkness seemed to be increasing.
"What a grand welcome! But it's a pity you're too late—since this is a dream, and since you've played a nursery rhyme for me, I should give you the same gift in return."
He sang softly, using a rhythmic and melodious tone, slowly reciting a nursery rhyme.
"Ten little soldiers, go out for lunch..."
At this moment, heaven and earth shattered.
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Thank you all for your concern. I'm feeling a bit better, but I'm still a little dizzy. I'll see how things are tomorrow.
Chapter 361 No One Survived
(After I recovered from my illness, I wanted to play Devil May Cry 5...)
At that moment, the live stream screen merged into one, no longer divided into four separate sections.
It wasn't a scene transition, but rather like a mirror reflecting this "world" being shattered into pieces, the world being changed in such a brutal and simple way.
A warm-colored rug embroidered with stripes was laid on the floor of the room; its fluffy texture made one feel that it would be very comfortable to walk on.
The walls, which should have been pale white, were covered with wallpaper full of natural charm. Countless lush and green grasses grew vigorously in different postures. At first glance, it was even a little dizzying, and one couldn't help but want to let down all defenses and lie here completely and forever.
Outside the wooden window, there was a clear sky without a single cloud.
A man with a rather gentle demeanor sat in front of his desk, but his posture was not particularly elegant.
He was sitting with one leg crossed, one hand holding a thick book and reading it, while the other hand was bringing a steaming teacup to his mouth.
The book's title seems to be—"And Then There Were None"
On his table, there were no other miscellaneous items, only a small chessboard with ten little figures on it.
"Welcome, Mr. Freddy, welcome to my counseling room. Please sit quietly and listen to this nursery rhyme. Oh, and would you like some coffee?"
He said this while smiling and handing over the coffee in his hand.
Fred, for some reason, impulsively took the coffee and drank it all in one gulp.
Then his small eyes widened like fish bubbles, bulging out of their sockets. He covered his throat with one hand and pounded his chest with the other.
It looks like he choked on his coffee.
"He just handed coffee to the enemy and drank it? Is this really the Freddy I know...?"
"Don't you care about the name of that book? I think the name sounds familiar, but I just can't remember it."
"Does that mean no one survived?"
"Wait a minute, considering the nursery rhyme we just heard, no way...."
"What do you mean, 'no way'?"
"No one survived!!"
......
Freddy kept banging away, and then suddenly his eyes snapped open, his legs kicked, and he died.
At that moment, a soft, melodious murmur drifted over.
"One person choked to death, leaving nine people."
The office disappeared into the darkness, and the scene returned to the peaceful Elm Street.
However, compared to before, the positions of the wooden planks on the surrounding houses seemed a bit off.
And a chessboard appeared on the ground.
However, only nine small chess pieces remained.
Nine little soldiers, staying up late into the night;
Accompanied by this softly sung nursery rhyme, Elm Street returned to a sweet dream.
At that moment, a noblewoman pushed open the door, looking around with disgust.
The sound of the door opening, which echoed throughout the street, startled it awake once more.
A furtive, clandestine figure; an undisguised, voyeuristic gaze; shadows beginning to slither...
But then the live stream switched to the area under that dead tree.
Beneath that withered tree, there was no one and no darkness.
Of course, only a small number of people have come to this conclusion.
"One person overslept, leaving eight people."
Nursery rhymes are like a cup of mellow, poisonous wine in the dead of winter; they are refreshing yet warming, stimulating your nerves and stomach, and giving you a jolt of energy.
However, it is poisonous.
"Eight little soldiers, set off for Devon."
The noblewoman smiled disdainfully, spread a pair of bat wings from her back, and flew up into the moonlight, heading into the distance, completely ignoring these lowly undead.
In her view, these were just cannon fodder sent to drain her magic, and there was no need to pay them any attention.
They roared and howled at the departing noblewoman, then gave a cold laugh and disappeared back into the darkness.
This is a dream; distance is utterly meaningless.
They grinned sinisterly as they shifted their positions.
At that moment, the live stream camera shifted from the withered tree to a window.
The perspective is from the outside looking in.
The wooden board sealing the window seemed to have been pried open a little, and a bloodshot, one-eyed stare was pressed against the glass, glaring venomously at the noblewoman's figure.
Then, in an instant, resentment turned into astonishment, and vanished from the camera's view.
"One person has to stay, so there are seven people left."
At that moment, the door was pushed open again, and the female student walked out timidly. She was somewhat afraid of this desolate scene, but she still mustered up her courage and came out.
A desolate wind blew by, causing her to instinctively hug herself tightly and stomp her feet repeatedly, trying to warm herself up.
She approached the sign and saw the line of text.
Welcome to Elm Street
"Seven little soldiers, using knives to chop wooden sticks."
When she finished searching all the information and turned around, two incredibly ugly-looking men were smiling at her.
"what----!"
The female student screamed loudly and then turned and ran away.
The two strange men raised their iron claws and swung them, chopping the rotten wooden notice board and the wooden stick below into pieces, and chased after it with eerie laughter.
One of them, Freddy, who was further back, seemed to accidentally step into a small hole in the ground, twisted his ankle, and the iron claw was also at a slight angle, piercing through his throat as he fell to the ground.
"If one person cuts himself, there will be six people left."
The noblewoman in the distance also heard the scream. She looked back in the air and saw the screaming female student. She then flew towards the screaming girl.
"Six little soldiers, bored and playing with a beehive."
The nursery rhyme rang out, like a death knell, like the bell that signals the start of an exam.
The noblewoman appeared out of nowhere, much to the disbelief and awe of the female students who looked at her like she was a superhero. She casually scattered a cloud of blood mist, enveloping the group of strange men who were chasing after her.
The blood mist transformed into countless tiny, blood-red bats, squeaking and gnawing at Freddy's body. Even his burned face was covered in bats, sucking their blood.
They were like worker bees in a hive, attacking Freddy relentlessly.
"One person was stung to death, leaving five people."
As the blood mist dissipated, Freddy's body was reduced to nothing more than a thin layer of skin and bones.
A young man's voice sang a slightly eerie nursery rhyme to a lighthearted tune.
Chapter 362 No Survivors and the Trial
Five little soldiers who love learning law;
This line of the folk song follows immediately after the previous one and is sung.
At that moment, the door to the house opposite the two women was opened, and a pale-faced man rushed out in a panic.
His eyes lit up when he saw the two women, and he rushed over without paying attention to the desolate surroundings.
"Hey, ladies, can you tell me—Aaaaaaah!!!!"
Because of the dim light and obstructions, the man with kidney deficiency did not notice what was under his feet until he ran closer and discovered that the thing lying there was a person whose throat had been pierced by sharp claws, and whose face was extremely terrifying.
The moment he saw it, the man with kidney deficiency was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and let out a terrified scream.
He wasn't blind; he could distinguish between living people and props.
This is clearly a corpse!
"Dead, dead man!"
Although the lady and the female student couldn't understand Chinese, they understood what he was saying from the man's terrified expression as he sat on the ground, trying to back away with his hands and feet.
The lady frowned slightly, showing some displeasure at the man's shouting and yelling, and intended to force him to calm down.
This place is a bit eerie; having an extra supply of food is always a good thing.