When Connie saw that her daughter was fine, her hardened face finally softened. However, she still held Lily's neck with her hand and spoke to Plague.

"Put down my daughter, and I'll give you Lily."

Plague saw the puddle of blood under Lily and knew that this ruthless woman in front of him would never hesitate.

He silently picked Hilda up and threw her somewhere in front of Connie.

Remembering how Thomas had died and Lily's appearance, she had gone weak from all the crying. However, when Plague loosened his grip on her, the strong desire to live gave her strength as she rolled as hard as she could toward...