Super Detective in the Fictional World

also through their own doing

Sometimes, when a person thought they were dead, they would die for real.

Freddy’s nightmare ability built on this phenomenon and even turned it into his strength.

Freddy stared at Luke in bewilderment.
“What… are you?”

Luke rolled his eyes.
“I’m human.”

Freddy snorted.
“The ability you used just now didn’t seem like it.”

Luke was unhappy.
“How can you curse me like that? I’m going to kill you.” Pushing off of his feet, he lunged at Freddy.

Freddy swiped at Luke with his claws without hesitation.

He didn’t believe that Luke’s arm could withstand his claws.
Besides, this was his territory.

Luke raised his hand and twisted Freddy’s arm so that the claws were aimed at Freddy instead.

At the same time, he kicked Freddy in the groin and pressed Freddy to the ground with both arms.

Freddy gave a couple of yells before he suddenly disappeared.
“Wow, you really are a Bruce Lee, but it’s useless.
Hahahaha, this is my world.”

Luke drew back his hands and laughed.
“You’re cocky for a man without a penis.
Also, this world of yours is so crap.
You should read more books.”

Freddy said, “Haha, are you worried now, little Skywalker? Don’t be hasty, Uncle Freddy will always keep you company.”

Bia!

Luke expressionlessly pulled back his right leg.
“You’ve used this trick for so many years, can you switch to something new? If you’re not creative enough in this era, you’ll fall behind, Uncle Freddy!” Freddy got up from where he was on a pipe and rubbed his nose.
“Because I like it.
Also, the classics will never go out of style.”

Luke shrugged and said, “Is that all you’ve got? Let me tell you something good.
I have two partners who may wake us up at any moment.
You don’t have much time.”

Freddy cackled but didn’t come down from where he was standing on the pipe.

He realized that Luke was very hard to deal with.

First of all, Luke wasn’t the least bit scared of him.

Secondly, because of Luke, Nancy’s mind was starting to clear up and Quentin was unconscious.

As a result, Freddy’s power in the dream was dwindling.

Maintaining this nightmare dreamscape required power, which wasn’t inexhaustible.

He could also only kill people in their dreams with a particular power, which could also run out.

If he could slaughter at will once entering a dream, he would’ve already massacred everyone in Springwood.

Lastly, Luke had strong mental fortitude and was completely immune to the nightmare’s effect.

For now, the two of them were at a stalemate.

Just like during their trash talk earlier before they simply traded a few blows, both of them had more complicated objectives.

Luke had a lot of trump cards, but he was taking this opportunity to examine the dreamscape in Freddy’s nightmare.
After all, it was rare to meet someone who could manipulate dreams like this.

Freddy, on the other hand, was trying to buy himself more time to absorb Nancy and Quentin’s fear and pain and subsequently become more powerful.

Each with their own motives and schemes, they started to trade barbs again, while Nancy and Quentin were caught in the middle.

Quentin was unconscious and wasn’t suffering as much, but Nancy could only stand there miserably as she covered her breasts uncomfortably.