Chapter 962: Your 23 Ways to Die

Leaving the fourth district and being transferred to prison, the same nightmare always tormented Vadim.

It was a place forever shrouded in darkness, where he was like a traveler who had strayed into the dark. After passing through layers of fog, what welcomed him up ahead was always an architecture incredibly bizarre to the extreme.

Vadim did not know how to describe this architecture. It possessed countless cave-like spaces, each seemingly containing statues. But whenever he tried to delve deeper to find out, he would awaken from the nightmare, followed by a shivering that came from his soul.

Now this was happening again.

He exhaled a breath of cold air and used his index fingernail to record the content from his nightmares within his limited range of movement.

"Life," "Time," "Dominate," "Nothingness"...

These were the only four rooms opened to him.