I, Superman, the Supreme Commander

Chapter 450 That Man Controls and Protects

【Finished...】

Nancy and Christine fell into despair as they looked at the evil ghost tentacles that appeared everywhere and surrounded them.

At this moment, a soft golden light pierced the darkness.

The dancing tentacles of the evil spirit in the house suddenly froze, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Nancy and Christine looked at the golden light in shock.

It was just a tall and handsome man like the Olympian god in ancient Greek mythology, emitting bright golden light, striding out of the void.

The body passed through walls and obstacles like a phantom, came in front of the two girls, and finally became solid.

Nancy and Christine finally got a good look at the man's appearance.

【So handsome...】

Just one look and the two women couldn't help but feel their hearts beating fast and their faces flushed.

This man was full of extraordinary charm. Just one glance made the two of them feel infatuated with him and subconsciously wanted to get closer to each other.

The man ignored the two women, glanced at the evil ghost Freddy, and opened his right hand upwards.

Freddy's body and the many evil ghost tentacles lurking in the house suddenly turned into black smoke and were quickly sucked into his palm.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a transparent crystal ball. Inside the crystal ball, there was a ball of black gas that kept swirling, and from time to time it transformed into the frightened and painful appearance of the evil ghost Freddy.

The man flipped his hand and the crystal ball disappeared.

He then turned to look at Nancy and Christine.

"Nancy, Christine, I have eliminated Freddy. You can sleep peacefully now."

After saying that, the handsome man waved his hand.

Nancy and Christine's eyes blurred and their consciousness went blank for a moment.

When I came to my senses, I found myself awake in bed.

……

Friday night at Crystal Lake.

A group of young people were camping, dancing around a campfire, drinking and having a party.

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out from the crowd, and young men and women fled in all directions like ants in a pot of fried pot.

In the light of the fire, a tall man wearing a baseball mask rushed out from the reeds by the lake, holding a large machete as big as a door panel in his hand. He killed anyone he saw and hacked wildly into the crowd.

Anyone standing in front of him would be stabbed through the body by the machete in an instant, or cut into two pieces with their heads rolling off.

In a blink of an eye, he killed seven or eight people.

"Stop it, bastard!"

Someone in the crowd took out the pistol he was carrying, pointed it at the murderer, and pulled the trigger angrily, emptying the magazine.

However, the bullets hit the man's body and head, but only caused him to pause slightly.

The person who fired the gun was so frightened that he immediately dropped his gun and ran for his life.

However, when he turned around, the masked killer appeared like a ghost in the direction he was escaping and stabbed the shooter in the chest with a knife.

The survivors fled desperately.

However, no matter how they escaped, the masked killer would suddenly appear near them as if he could teleport, intercept them, and kill them one by one.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen young people camping by Crystal Lake were lying dead, all killed by the masked killer.

Only a beautiful and sexy young woman was left alive by the murderer. The murderer carried the woman on his shoulders, ignored her struggles and screams, and strode towards the depths of the woods by the Crystal Lake.

After walking a few steps, the masked killer stopped.

A tall, dark-haired man in a blue-and-black bodysuit appeared in front of him, blocking his way with an expressionless face.

The murderer said nothing. He dropped the woman on his shoulder and strode towards the black-haired man who was blocking his way, holding a machete.

In the eyes of the murderer, the black-haired man was courting death. He even dared to appear in front of him. He was just another soul to be killed by his sword.

The man did not move, allowing the murderer to walk in front of him. The murderer stared at the black-haired man with a fierce look in his eyes, and he was a little unhappy that there was no fear in the other man's eyes.

What is he doing?

Wait for me to make the first move?

Arrogant guy, you will regret it!

The murderer raised the machete and chopped it down hard on the opponent's head.

when!

The imagined scene of the man being split in half did not appear. When the machete hit the opponent's head, it bounced off instantly as if it saw solid steel, and even a gap appeared on the machete.

The killer's arm was numbed by the recoil.

He was stunned.

What's wrong with this guy?!

Then the killer saw a fist as big as a sand castle enlarge in his field of vision.

boom!

The masked killer's body exploded instantly, and the mosaic meat paste sprayed radially all over the ground.

The black-haired man waved his hand, and the killer's body, which had turned into a meat paste, turned into ashes in an instant. A black gas flew out from the ashes and was caught in his hand.

After taking a look at the terrified woman next to him who was brought over by the murderer, the black-haired man turned around, took a step forward, and disappeared in an instant.

The surviving woman was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses, realized she had escaped death, and quickly turned around and ran towards the Crystal Lake Campground.

The woman prepared to return to the camp to find a cell phone to call the police.

When she returned to the camp, she saw the people who were hacked to death by the masked killer coming back to life and crawling up from the ground one by one, and she was stunned.

"I, wasn't I killed?"

These resurrected people were also confused. They remembered clearly that they were dead.

He died a miserable death, with his head chopped off.

How did he recover and come back to life?

If it weren't for the torn and blood-stained clothes, they would have thought that everything they had just experienced was a dream.

The campers came to their senses and immediately called the police.

However, it was not the police who arrived at the scene, but a group of people in black.

"FBI, you are involved in a special case. Please come with us."

All of them were taken away by the men in black for quarantine and investigation.

Washington, Pentagon.

CIA bosses met in the conference room overnight to discuss a series of special events that had occurred recently.

"I just received news that Jason from Crystal Lake was killed."

"Alston Hospital also reported that Freddy the Haunted Ghost has been kidnapped."

"There are eyewitnesses who claim that Leatherface from Texas was also killed."

"The white-masked ghost of Haddonfield was also captured yesterday."

"...a total of 12 [killers] were killed or captured within a few days."

"According to credible evidence, the same person did all these things..."

A sketch of a young man was placed on the conference table in front of everyone.

The director glanced at the man in the sketch and was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you sure? The [Killers] are all immortal..."

"It has been confirmed. The existence of the Killer has been completely wiped out, and there is no way he can be resurrected... That man... possesses a special power that we don't know about..."

"Really? I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing. Let's report it to the SCP headquarters. This is no longer a situation that our North American branch can handle alone."

"I also feel that way."

With supernatural events happening frequently around the world and various perverted murderers appearing everywhere, governments around the world will naturally not remain indifferent.

A global united organization has already been established secretly.

It is called the [Special Containment and Protection] Committee, and it is responsible for secretly monitoring, controlling and handling disaster events caused by various strange and bizarre existences.

Officials call these supernatural beings who are keen on creating fear and killing "Killers".

The authorities had thought of various methods, but after paying a heavy price, they finally discovered that the [Killers] could not be eliminated at all, and they could only control them by using their [Killing Rules].

Through necessary [sacrifices] or [offerings], the harm caused by these inhuman creatures can be controlled within a certain range to protect the safety of the vast majority of other people.

This is what the SCP committee primarily does.

This is the first time in history that the [Killer] has been completely eliminated.