Vivian felt that she was going to die. In a trance, she even saw that the Western god of death had waved to her, as if it was possible to take her away directly.

"Take me away, I can't stand it."

She felt that staying here these days was a hell on earth.

The basement door burst open.

Some subtle light escaped and shone on Vivian and Janna.

"Is it William Bryan?" Vivian murmured.

At this point, only William Bryan can take her out of here.

Whether you let her go or kill her.

"No." Janna responded in a low voice.

She is also having a hard time these days....