In a dark corner of the abandoned factory, Jessica's heart hammered against her ribs like a war drum. Her face was deathly pale, and beads of cold sweat glistened on her forehead in the dim light.
Am I going to die here...?
Terror and rage warred on her face. Her back was pressed against a freezing brick wall, surrounded by shattered glass and rusted machinery. The air was thick with the scent of decay and stagnant oil.
She stared at the man before her, who was wearing a manic, twisted grin. She gritted her teeth, determined to make him pay even if it cost her her life. For the past few days, she had felt a pair of cold eyes watching her, a sense of dread that felt like a dark tide trying to pull her under. She had dismissed it as a lingering symptom of her trauma.
But tonight, fate had pushed her to the edge.
With Lin Feng still not home late at night, she had been restless and had eventually gone out to look for him. She hadn't expected to be ambushed so soon. A strange, purple mist had crept up on her—a sinister gas that coiled around her like a viper.
After inhaling just a trace of it, her mind had begun to fog. The world lost its focus, and even the air felt heavy, as if it were trying to crush her spirit. Only through sheer willpower had she managed to flee this far. Now, with no path left to retreat, despair began to take hold. Jessica balled her hands into fists.
"Jee-hee!"
Killgrave watched her with a look of pure obsession. His eyes were those of a greedy predator, his lips curled into a sickening smile. Ignoring the fury in her eyes, he said softly, "My dear, stop fighting. You are such a perfect piece of art; I really don't have the heart to hurt you."
His voice echoed like a haunting ghost, sending shivers down her spine.
"Go to hell, you bastard!" Jessica's voice cracked like thunder.
She gathered every ounce of her strength, preparing for a final, desperate counterattack. Buzz! Her dormant powers flared like a sudden wildfire. She lunged at Killgrave, her fist whistling through the air!
"Oh, why must you be so difficult?"
Killgrave didn't even flinch. With a thought, a thick cloud of purple pheromones erupted from his skin, taking the shape of a ravenous beast.
"!!!"
Jessica gasped, trying to hold her breath, but the gas was all-encompassing. it surged through her skin and into her lungs, eroding her consciousness. Her thoughts turned to mush, and the scenery around her began to warp and twist. She felt the strength drain from her limbs; her mind was a falling leaf, drifting toward the abyss.
Step... step...
Killgrave walked forward slowly, his triumphant smile looking particularly cunning in the shadows. "Sleep now, my love. I'm going to take very good care of you."
He knelt down, reaching out a hand to stroke her cheek, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying, fanatical light. But in that exact moment, the world shifted.
WHOOSH!
The surrounding darkness seemed to answer a silent call, surging toward Jessica like a physical wave. Like a silent, black leviathan, the shadows rose up and swallowed her whole.In that instant, Jessica's figure vanished into the shadows as if she had never existed at all.
Left behind was only the boundless shock and fury of the Purple Man.
"What?!"
The Purple Man's face paled instantly, and a powerful sense of unease surged through his heart. He lunged to his feet, leaning forward with eyes like burning coals, desperately trying to catch even the slightest movement in the dark.
The air grew heavy with a crushing pressure, a grim omen of a looming disaster. He dropped into a defensive stance, eyes sweeping his surroundings, his voice sharp as a frozen blade.
"Who's there? Show yourself!"
"Heh."
A cold chuckle rang out, sounding like a whisper from the deepest abyss.
"You brought this upon yourself."
Lin Feng stepped out from the darkness, the shadows around him churning like a tide. They rose up like loyal sentinels flanking their master, giving him an air of absolute majesty—like a monarch of the night, radiating a terrifying aura that commanded fear.
"It's you!"
The Purple Man recognized Lin Feng instantly. A chill crept down his spine—this man, the one Jessica had taken in, was clearly no ordinary person.
However, the Purple Man's sneer did not fade. He was supremely confident in his abilities, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. He looked at Lin Feng with blatant contempt.
"Are you looking for death? Hand over Jessica, and I might let you live! Otherwise, I'll make sure there's nothing left of you to bury!"
Hum—!
Before the words had even fully left his mouth, the Purple Man secretly released a layer of purple mist. The vapor was thick and eldritch, coiling outward in an attempt to bring Lin Feng under his total control. He snickered internally, already envisioning the various ways he would cruelly torture the man to death.
Lin Feng, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed a thing. At that moment, a series of system prompts rang out in his mind.
[Ding! Host has successfully checked into a Famous Scene: The School Beauty's Personal Bodyguard!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the rewards: Man of Steel—Superman Edition! The Rabbit Talisman!]
Rescue the beauty, punish the villain!
Lin Feng accepted the rewards with a clear conscience, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
"I like these rewards," Lin Feng noted inwardly, not giving the Purple Man so much as a second thought.
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