Nightmare Assault

This kind of statement was typical villain speech. Based on his years of experience watching movies, the speaker was either cannon fodder or a hidden boss. The man before him was clearly not the former. Based on normal movie logic, anyone who dared to challenge the speaker would be killed in horrible ways.

The chilling presence spread in the room, adding a grey filter to the room. The light unease festered. Jiang Cheng felt that something bad would happen. As he pulled his gaze back to try to find a way to escape, something moved. He glanced at Lin Chen. Lin Chen's fingers… twitched.

Jiang Cheng's face shifted. It felt like a long time had passed, but it was actually just mere seconds due to the tension. Therefore, when Lin Chen opened her eyes and sat up, he didn't act surprised. He watched quietly. Lin Chen didn't seem to remember what she did. She sat there and lowered her head. She looked so thin. The grey light ensconced her. The revived Lin Chen seemed to have the despair in her heart thicken. She left the bed. Barefooted, she stepped on the icy ground towards the giant canvas.

The canvas no longer felt artistic. It made Jiang Cheng feel uncomfortable. Standing at the corner, the canvas that was about Lin Chen's height looked like a hanging platform for Jiang Cheng.

Lin Chen grabbed the brush expressionlessly and continued to create her next painting. There was no technique. Lin Chen merely wanted to vent her despair. The thin paper was like the landscape for hell. It was hard to imagine what this frail girl had been through.

Jiang Cheng slowly turned around to look at Wu. His red eyes also stared at Lin Chen. He studied her like she was a lovely art. There was a sibling-like love and also reliance. There was madness and sickness. The scariest was the heart-stopping purity.

"Why?" Jiang Cheng stared at Wu. His voice lost its restraint. "She would kill herself every time at this hour and then wake up again. You've trapped her in this cycle!" Jiang Cheng shouted. "You are using her despair to create more horror stories!"

"I am protecting her." Wu's tone was even. He looked at the crazed woman. His eyes filled with love. "The reason big sister became like this is that she didn't know how to protect herself. She is too weak. She doesn't know the darkness of this world. She always chooses to forgive and forget. She hides everything in her heart and tells no one." Wu's expression changed. Bloodred curses appeared on his skin. It was unsettling. "I wanted her to kill everyone who had harmed her, but she refused!"

The black coat fluttered without wind. Wu's shadow appeared on the wall, but the shadow was much larger than Wu. The man before Jiang Cheng was merely a projection, the tip of the iceberg. The real Wu was hidden. However, this projection had forced everyone to their death.

Chill ran up Jiang Cheng's spine. It felt like a devil was staring at him, even though Wu didn't even pay him attention. He only had space for one woman in his eyes. He stood there quietly. He didn't care about anything, as long as… Lin Chen was by his side.

Jiang Cheng looked around. What he saw next shocked him. The thing that stared at him was not Wu, but… Wu's shadow on the wall. The shadow was shapeless and taller than three metres. A part of it was bent at the ceiling. It melted into the dark. A pair of crimson and long eyes glared at him. Jiang Cheng sensed desire in the eyes. It wanted something from him…

"AH!" A sudden scream shattered the silence. Lin Chen threw away the brush and assessed her work. The collected despair was used. Lin Chen, who regained her sanity, could not accept that she had created such a strange painting. She was broken down. She scratched her body and her face. Her fair skin surfaced with scratch marks. Jiang Cheng felt pain just watching them.

While Wu was distracted, Jiang Cheng darted forward and reached into his pocket. It was clear what he wanted to do. He wanted to show Lin Chen the kindness on the back of the evil Wu. This was to awaken her memory and her reason for creating Wu. Art was her escape. She initially created Wu's kindness.

As for this dark Wu… Its appearance was a scary extension. The scary thing was that the extension had controlled its creator fully. Thankfully, it couldn't fully vanquish its kind side. No matter how strong a person became, they couldn't wipe out their shadow.

Immense pressure came from behind him. The light of a blade lit up the small room. The strange thing was that Wu was behind him, but Jiang Cheng felt like a blade was about to pierce the centre of his brows.

Thankfully, Jiang Cheng's reaction was swift.

A small wound opened on his forehead. A few beads of blood flowed down his face. The kind Wu was hidden deep inside Lin Chen's heart. The key was this drawing!

Only by awakening the kind Wu could this mission end!

However, Jiang Cheng paused.

His hand was in his pocket. He didn't take out the painting. Lin Chen stood before him. Her face was carved by pain. She looked lost and in pain.

The blade that was about to cut Jiang Cheng suddenly disappeared. The air was weirdly still, like nothing had happened.