Under the influence of this completely harmless power, the overly tense brains of Huang Changyu and Qu Rijing immediately relaxed.

The feeling was as if a pair of gentle hands were massaging their cerebral cortex.

The massage made the two of them drowsy, wanting to lie down and sleep immediately.

"Ah!"

Qu Rijing suddenly sat up from the blood-soaked ground, opening his eyes in terror.

"What's going on?"

He stared blankly at the large bloodstains on the ground, his palms, and his body, muttering, "Why is there so much blood?"

"Eh, no, that's not right."

Qu Rijing scanned his surroundings, muttering in confusion, "Where did Old Huang go?"

He remembered that Huang Changyu was just chatting with him, so why was he gone now?

"Something's not right, I need to go find him."

A faint sense of crisis urged Qu Rijing to quickly take a few steps and exit the room.

But after he left the room, he realized that the few rooms on both sides, which had been filled with new occupants, were now wide open and empty, with no one inside, only patches of bloodstains.

"Strange, what exactly is going on?"

Just as Qu Rijing was frowning in confusion, he suddenly noticed someone lying at the corner of the corridor.

Qu Rijing quickly walked over to take a look and found that what was lying there was not a person at all, but the lower half of a person's body.

And from the clothing, this half of the body was clearly Huang Changyu's remains.

He circled around with a solemn expression, and could clearly see that in the center of the bloody, fleshy Cut of this remains, there was a section of an Adamantium alloy spine, severed at the waist by some Unknown force.

"What exactly happened?"

Qu Rijing was bewildered and panicked, "I, why don't I have any memory?"

Beep beep beep~

Suddenly, the Rolex Submariner on Qu Rijing's wrist vibrated slightly, emitting Huang Changyu's voice:

"Old Qu, quickly leave the hotel, there's a ghost in there!"

It turned out that this item, which looked like a Submariner watch, was actually their communicator.

"Old Huang, where did you go? Why didn't you say anything?!"

Qu Rijing was first a little angry, then he frowned and retorted, "There's a ghost in the hotel? Are you referring to Freddy?"

"Oh, what Freddy?"

Huang Changyu said anxiously, "We were tricked by the Main God. He said this horror movie world was 'A Nightmare on Elm Street 1', but in reality, this Chunmu Town has no Nancy Thompson family, and no Freddy at all. What it has are all kinds of ghosts!"

"What, what?! You're confusing me so much!"

Qu Rijing, bewildered and flustered, pressed on, "What do you mean by that? Explain it clearly to me!"

"Alright, alright, I'll explain clearly. Do you remember the novel 'Mysterious Revival' you read before?"

Huang Changyu said in a deep voice, "Just like that novel, this Chunmu Town we are currently in has also experienced a large-scale phenomenon of ghost revival.

And these ghosts also have all kinds of strange abilities, but these ghosts have all disguised themselves as humans, and are currently lurking in every corner of this town.

Just now, when we were talking, a ghost came to the door. It twisted the space-time of the entire hotel. I was teleported to Elm Street by a spatial rift, and now only my upper body is still recovering.

You, on the other hand, had most of your head sliced off by a spatial rift. That half of your head is currently next to me, having been teleported here with me.

You probably don't have those memories anymore, do you? Damn it, your head was sliced off just now, what kind of memory could you possibly have? Oh, never mind all that, hurry up and escape from the hotel. We'll meet up on Elm Street!"

After Huang Changyu quickly finished speaking, the communicator returned to silence.

But Qu Rijing couldn't calm down; on the contrary, he was about to explode with panic.

"Damn it! Goddamn it!"

The panicked Qu Rijing cursed aimlessly twice, then hurried out of the hotel.

But after only two steps, just as he was about to burst through the wall and escape, he was horrified to find that his speed and strength had both severely plummeted, falling to the level of an ordinary person.

"Nani?!"

Qu Rijing, not believing in evil, clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the wall.

After a muffled thud, Qu Rijing clutched his hand, his face flushed, and cried out in pain:

"Ah ah ah ah, holy crap, holy crap, it hurts so much, holy crap, holy crap! Ah ah ah, what the hell is going on?!"

Qu Rijing simply couldn't believe everything that was happening to him.

Out of nowhere, his powerful strength and mysterious abilities were gone?

Not only had his physical strength severely declined, but Qu Rijing couldn't even use his Ghoul abilities or Fruit abilities anymore.

It was as if he had never possessed these powers at all.

"Could it be caused by some Unknown ability activated by a certain ghost? Something similar to Imagine Breaker?"

Ay ay ay~

Suddenly, a harsh scraping sound came from behind Qu Rijing.

"What is that?"

He turned around in a daze and saw a child in a dirty, old school uniform squatting in the dark stairwell, he didn't know when the child appeared.

This strange child was holding a blood-red human brain and writing and drawing on the white-gray wall, covering the entire wall with bloodstains and rotten pulp.

"Fuck!"

Qu Rijing cursed under his breath, then turned to escape towards the other end of the corridor.

But after only two steps, he saw a strange woman in white clothes and a white skirt standing silently at the end of the corridor near the stairs, expressionless.

"A female ghost?!"

Qu Rijing's pupils constricted, and he immediately and decisively climbed onto the corridor window ledge, flipped out, and jumped down from the fourth floor of the hotel.

Bang!

"Ahhh, it hurts so much!"

Qu Rijing gritted his teeth, supported his injured leg, and scrambled up from the ground, limping forward to escape.

And as soon as he escaped from the hotel, he found that the street outside, which should have been deserted, was now bustling with people, as lively as if it were a festival.

However, the streetlights that should have been lit at night were all pitch black and without light.

Thus, the pedestrians walking slowly on the street, at first glance, appeared like shadowy ghosts, their figures indistinct and their faces blurred.

Then, just as Qu Rijing was bewildered and panicked, all the pedestrians in his immediate vicinity suddenly turned around, all looking at him with cold, self-luminous eyes, and grinning, they let out bursts of sinister laughter:

"Hehehehehehe~"

At this moment, the already intensely boiling fear in Qu Rijing's heart directly exploded.

It exploded so much that his entire spirit became dazed, and he fell onto the ground, scrambling backward.

At this moment, as he fled in panic and inadvertently looked up at the sky, Qu Rijing saw that the full moon, hanging alone in the night sky,

had actually split open a massive eye that gazed somberly down at the earth, and at him.

That crimson, giant pupil was filled with endless malice, darkness, ferocity, and venom, as if a thousand abysses of purgatory were boiling and fermenting within it.

The fear brought by this giant pupil finally broke through Qu Rijing's mental limit, completely shattered his psychological cognition, and turned him into a pathetic wretch who only knew how to scream and wail:

"Ahhh, help me, whoever it is, please save me!!!"

But just after completely collapsing, Qu Rijing, in an extremely dazed state of mind, suddenly saw all the surrounding scenery.

At this moment, it all suddenly blurred and collapsed, rapidly melting into an endless sea of blood with a whooshing sound.

And he himself immediately sank into this sea of blood, plummeting straight down to its deepest part.

And so, after suffocating to death in the vast sea of blood for what felt like a thousand or ten thousand times, Qu Rijing finally reached the bottom of the sea of blood.

However, as soon as he arrived there, he was tightly gripped by the neck by a suddenly appearing thick, large hand, and abruptly dragged downwards.

When the bewildered Qu Rijing woke up again, he found himself in an endless, blood-red grassland.

He himself was firmly tied to an arm-thick wooden pole with iron chains and ropes.

On his left and right sides, Huang Changyu, Wang Weiheng, Fan Tugui, and a total of seventeen other Reincarnation members of the Free Team were tied.

And standing prominently before these seventeen people was the towering figure of Li Hai.

"Hahahaha~"

Li Hai laughed uproariously, looking up at the sky, "With Freddy's dream-based ability combined with Cai's patient treatment (Perfect Sleep Inducement), the two together are simply unstoppable."

That's right, everything Qu Rijing had seen, heard, and felt just now was a dream illusion fabricated by Li Hai.

And it wasn't just Qu Rijing; the other sixteen people, besides him, also arrived at this final execution ground after experiencing various distinct nightmare journeys.

It was precisely through this nightmare design that Li Hai confirmed that he indeed held absolute dominance in the dreams of all beings.

Qu Rijing's various exchange abilities and physical strength, if fully unleashed, would be enough to kill thousands of people in a short amount of time.

But once in the dream, all of Qu Rijing's abilities, which could only function in the real world, became meaningless Waste.

He himself could only be manipulated by Li Hai at will, without any ability to resist.

"Hmm~"

Li Hai looked at this row of Reincarnation members and smiled, "So, where should I begin?"

"You, who are you?!"

The dying, pale Huang Changyu raised his head and looked at the smiling Li Hai, saying with difficulty, "You, what exactly..."

"You are very confused."

Li Hai chuckled, "Confused as to why I would appear in the 'A Nightmare on Elm Street' world, right?"

At these words, Qu Rijing and Huang Changyu both changed color, their eyes filled with extreme terror.

They were terrified as to why Li Hai, a plot NPC, would know the term 'A Nightmare on Elm Street'.

However, Li Hai had no interest in answering their questions. He walked to Fan Tugui, looked at his pale, terrified face, and smiled:

"When you were bragging to those teammates in the hotel room today, you seemed to have said that to get from East University to West University, you sold your wife and daughter, who had always trusted you, to Southeast Asia, is that right?"