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Chapter 82 Wreckage【Recommendation for collection】

Chapter 82 Wreckage【Recommendation for collection】

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In the darkness, a piercing sound of opening the door broke the silence of the church.

Da da, da da!
Pushing open the door of the church, Amanda walked in with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other, and carefully turned the beam of the flashlight to scan the scene in the church. The sound of Amanda's footsteps echoed in the silent church.

Different from the old appearance, the inside of the church was cleaned by the old priest very clean and tidy. The beam of the flashlight swept over the spotless chairs that were wiped, and then fell on the white cross in the center of the church, which is the symbol of the Lord. Even in the empty church, it exudes a sacred atmosphere.

Unfortunately, this is just a symbol.

"found it……"

The thought in her mind was fleeting, Amanda removed the flashlight shining on the cross of the church, looked around the church, and soon found the iron door that the old priest was talking about.

"Locked."

Reaching out and pulling the iron lock on the door, Detective Zhou shook his head at Amanda.

Obviously, the priest did not tell them that the iron gates in the church were locked.

"Step aside!"

Gazing across the rusty iron lock, Amanda whispered something to Agent Zhou, who took a step back understandingly and covered his ears cooperatively.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the muzzle of the gun raised to the direction of the iron lock and the trigger pulled.

Bang, bang!
The muzzle flash was fleeting, and accompanied by two loud gunshots, the iron lock on the door 'opened' in response.

"Now it's on."

Pressing down on the gun, Amanda said something to Detective Zhou at the side, then pushed open the closed iron door and walked in.

"But it's useless."

Looking down at the iron lock that had been smashed into pieces by bullets, Detective Zhou subconsciously replied.

"It should be here, the dry well where Freddy's remains are."

Through the overgrown yard, Amanda and Detective Zhou came to the dry well mentioned by the priest.

Moving the beam of the flashlight, it fell on the "Bible" on the dry well cover, Amanda nodded and said.

The "Bible" on the dry well was left by the old priest to suppress Freddy's evil power, but it was obviously unsatisfactory. Freddy still came out of the dry well and wreaked havoc in the nightmare of the children on Elm Street.

In front of the dry well, Amanda and Detective Zhou looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere became serious.

They knew very well that what followed was the most dangerous and important highlight of the entire operation.

"Whoo~"

Taking a deep breath, Amanda nodded slightly to Detective Zhou, who stepped forward to lift the cover on the dry well.

Immediately afterwards, a lingering smell of corruption emerged from the dry well in an instant.

Smelling the pungent smell, Detective Zhou couldn't help frowning, while Amanda at the side subconsciously took a step back.

"The smell, now I believe Freddy's wreck is in there."

Holding her breath and saying something, Amanda controlled the beam of the flashlight, and carefully shone toward the dry well.

With the help of the light brought by the flashlight, the two could vaguely see the darkness inside the dry well.

only……

"No, it's too dark inside the dry well, and the light from the flashlight can't reach the bottom of the well."

Shaking her head, Amanda frowned tightly.

According to the case file 20 years ago, Freddy was finally burned to death by angry parents in Springwood Town. The scorched remains it left were mixed with the mud under the dry well, which could not be easily identified at all.

"Looks like someone has to go down the dry well and salvage Freddy's wreckage."

Seeing this, Detective Zhou said silently.

While speaking, Detective Zhou had already started to roll up his sleeves, obviously the person he was talking about was himself.

"Perhaps we can try another way."

Stretching out her hand to stop Agent Zhou, Amanda looked at the dry well and murmured.

……

On the other side, Elm Street, inside the police station.

"..."

For Freddy's fear, the surviving Klein and the others didn't have any extra thoughts.

They stared wide-eyed, watching the police station's constantly turning time with trepidation.

Every time the pointer turns, it affects their nerves.

When the pointer passed the last circle and turned to look at the slightly bright sky outside the police station, Klein's tense nerves finally let go at this moment.

"It worked, we got over Freddy's nightmare time."

Hearing Klein's seemingly crazy words, everyone in the police station also made expressions that seemed to be crying, half crying, half smiling.

In just a few hours of the night, the terrifying mental pressure they endured almost drove them crazy.

In the police station, Klein, who was crying to vent his inner fear, didn't notice.

While they were crying, Father Merlin, who was sitting on the chair, remained motionless and did not respond.

……

"SURPRISE!"

In the red smoke, Freddy's sharp voice sounded.

Under the cloudy eyes of the old priest, Freddy let out cheers of surprise as he was tied to the bloody cross.

"How about it, are you guys satisfied with my cooperating performance?"

With a mocking tone in his mouth, Freddy broke free from the rope in his hand and jumped off the cross easily. He approached the old priest in front of him, his ugly and ferocious face full of mockery.

"After all, I never said that I can only travel at night, hahahaha."

"When those children were ecstatic and finally got rid of the nightmare, they found that all this was just the result of their wishful thinking. At the same time, even their last hope, Mo Lin, died in the nightmare..."

"I can't wait anymore. I want to see the desperate expressions of those children when they know the truth."

With a sharp laugh, Freddy looked at the silent old priest in front of him.

"You're boring."

There was an expression of disgust on his face, and the iron claws in his moving hands made metal friction sounds.

Freddy moved his body and was about to launch an attack. The old priest in front of him, who had been silent since he was pulled into the nightmare, suddenly began to pray.

"...Holy Lord! My Almighty Father! He gave us eternal life, He sent Jesus to redeem the sins of the world, please also redeem the souls that are already in hell, and redeem those who are suffering; please cleanse those who are occupied by demons Soul, the body that imprisons the evil spirit, please protect me to complete his mission, and protect her, only the Holy Trinity can control your stubbornness, pray in the name of God; Amen!"

"A pointless struggle. In the world of nightmares, I, Freddy, am an invincible existence!"

Seeing Merlin's prayer as a last struggle, Freddy said mockingly.

However, the mocking look on his face did not fade.

In the next moment, Freddy noticed the strangeness of the prayer, and turned his head to look at the nightmare world around him.

"What have you done, what have you done to my world, Merlin!"

Freddy's expression became ferocious and distorted.

(End of this chapter)

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