Chapter 483 – Marigold in Spirit World
The arrival of Idalia Marigold in the Spirit World was like a comet crashing on earth.
It detonated, sending a pulse of searing, scalding waves of golden-white fire that flooded the entire Dominion of Shadow like a tide of an unending storm.
The souls inside the domain squealed, whimpered, then ultimately burned into smouldering ashes before being whisked away by the simple aura of Marigold, bloating a part of the Dominion like a blanket of death.
The woman stood there, in the middle of a spluttering ground of molten lava, her vitiligo body naked except her private parts.
Her hair was set aflame, moving behind her like the crawling of a hunting flaming beast. Her eyes bore seven distinct pupils — each with different colors and shapes — transfixed on the mass of moving, twisting, crawling shadows in front of her.
Idalia's face split into a cold, wolfish grin, her teeth needle-like, filling her mouth completely like a monster in human flesh.
