Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

lood-red mouth gaped wide, swallowing the Underworld Candle in one gulp from behind!The blackness in its eyes had faded, and the black markings on its body were gone. All that remained was a scatterin...lert. This time, luck was really bad....But the strong man moves on his own, how can the dark clouds obscure him>He has always gone wherever he pleased, killing as he went. He never cared about mount...