Harem Stealer: Reborn with the God-Tier Sharing System Chapter 483 Marigold in Spirit World

Idalia Marigold's entrance into the Spirit World resembled a meteor slamming into the planet.

It exploded outward, unleashing bursts of blistering, scorching surges of

golden-white flames that overwhelmed the whole Dominion of Shadow akin to a relentless tempest's flood.

The spirits within the realm shrieked, whined, and finally incinerated into charred remnants, swept off by Marigold's mere presence, swelling sections of the Dominion like a shroud of doom.

The figure remained positioned amid a bubbling expanse of liquid rock, her vitiligo form bare save for her intimate areas.

Her locks ignited in fire, writhing at her back like the slithering advance of a predatory blaze creature. Her gaze held seven unique pupils—varying in hues and forms—locked onto the wriggling, coiling, slinking mass of darkness ahead.

Idalia's features twisted into a chilling, predatory smirk, her fangs sharp as pins, crowding her jaws entirely like a beast cloaked in mortal guise.

She began to part her mouth to utter words, yet paused, furrowing her brow before widening her eyes as a golden spike tore across the void like a searing blade through tissue, stopping mere inches away.

The spike gleamed with a majestic crimson-gold energy. It throbbed as though alive and vital, before an entity burst forth from within.

Idalia Marigold observed the unfolding event as though time dragged in sluggish motion. She might have intervened against the impending occurrence numerous times. Yet, intrigue and hubris overpowered her restraint.

Suddenly, a tone resounded across the Dominion of Shadow—soft, even, brimming with boundless playfulness,

"I knew you would never abandon me, mother-in-law. And you came at the perfect time. You see that Shadow in front of you? She wants to hurt your daughter, Apollonia. Well, you know what to do? Just teach her a lesson for daring such an outrageous thing."

"And goddamn for the landing, Mother-in-law! You have a flair for the camera! You and I will be best buddies, I can see it already!"

The tone let out a sharp chuckle, followed by...

"This message is written personally by Noah, the best son-in-law in the whole existence. Dare I say the best husband too?"

"By the way, hello Shadow!"

The tone vanished thereafter, plunging the vicinity into an oppressive quiet—it got shattered right away by the thunderous, explosive guffaws of Idalia Marigold.

The noise was immense enough to make the atmosphere quiver like metal struck on a forge.

She ceased only after several long moments, her gaze moistening with the profound, uncommon feeling of delight.

"Are you done laughing, Daughter of Prime?" Shadow's tone thundered, appearing serene and motionless like a lurking darkness poised to pounce.

"Oh," Idalia Marigold burst out, truly startled, "I truly forgot about you, Shadow! Hahaha, understand me, I have never witnessed someone as shameless as this Noah."

Her chuckles faded, though her expression retained a smirk,

"But hey, Shadow O Shadow, don't tell me you believe him, do you? That would be too gullible of you."

"Does it matter?" Shadow replied, the cluster of twisting, snarling darknesses churning together, forming the outline of a female form.

"You attacked my Dominion and killed most of my souls. Tell me, Daughter of Prime, how do you want to die?"

"Will you give me the death I seek?" Marigold shot back, grinning, flames dancing over her frame like a Light Torcheur.

Shadow's form solidification reached its end at last. She loomed as a towering female, her skin flawlessly dark, shining like the most pristine essence to ever touch existence.

Her tresses stretched lengthy, floating at her rear as if scorning contact with the soil; ebony matching her complexion.

Her gaze, however, featured white-purple sclera and slits resembling draconic ones, inky black.

The slits pulsed without cease; a keen observer could detect each throb syncing with the Dominion's very respiration.

A terrifying force poured from her without stop, every instant deepening the gloom around; the darknesses roiled, their aggressive stares all pinned on Idalia.

In a single terrifying moment, the Dominion of Shadow divided into twin sections. One where seven stars ascended heavenward with blazing haughtiness, scorching the land below in rage. The other harboring solely shadows—so ancient, so bizarre, so peculiarly warped that Marigold's smirk wavered—resided.

And encased by those shadows as if in protective plating stood a female, her gaze set to consign to nothingness the offspring of a Prime.

"You came inside my home uninvited." Shadow rasped, her shadow-woven garments billowing as she advanced, "I can at least allow you to die in

the way you wish."

"Unfortunately," Idalia cut in, assuming her pose, fists clenching, "the way I wish to die cannot be delivered by you."

She winked at Shadow,

"I wish to die by being choked by the dick of my husband, after all. Do you have a dick, Shadow?"

Shadow hesitated, then tilted her head, flashing a enigmatic smile for the initial occasion, "Not your brother?"

Idalia required a brief delay for the phrase to sink into her thoughts.

Yet when it did, her entire demeanor flipped quicker than

the allegiance of a turncoat.

No utterances passed. Merely a primal snarl that appeared to rend the atmosphere apart, as Idalia rent the fabric of space, trailing blazed existence, materializing before Shadow.

The duration for Idalia to withdraw her right arm, forming a tight fist—her pristine sinews swelling, tightening, hissing like an inferno forge—and smash Shadow's side of the head unfolded in a single horrifying blink without pause.

The echoing boom from the collision alone echoed through every Dominion in The Principality of the Primus Universe.

Then emerged the genuine aftermath of the strike from the Daughter of the Primordial of Light...

...which set ablaze half the shadow region amid agonized shrieks. And that,

that sufficed to unsettle the cores of both Justicia and Apollonia, recollections from a distant past bubbling up.

Shadow shattered into a shower of darkness. Still, Idalia's posture held firm, her gaze feral like a predator's.

She adopted yet another pose, her declaration resounding while the shadows assailed

her from every direction, a multitude of tones ascending, their declarations gripping Idalia's core like a crimson grip,

"Axis of The Seven Origins Light, Sixteen Ladder - The Bra-!"

"Shadows of Eternity."

Idalia's declaration got overwhelmed by Shadow's, leaving the Celestial

transported to an utterly alien domain.

Undaunted, she snapped her digit. Seven stars emerged.

The clash persisted.

At the same instant, within the Dominion of Love That Was Unloved, Maryam and Selene had only just heard Yuki's message.

This, combined with the energy surge that struck them

shortly before, compelled the pair of matriarchs to heed Yuki's

message with utmost seriousness.

However,

"My Maryam, oh my beautiful Maryam, don't go!" Love wailed, then

whipped her gaze toward Selene, "You, too, lovely, sweet Selene. My heart

is big, my love even bigger! I can hold both of you inside my heart sick

with desire!" Selene's mouth quirked, eyeing the rosy swine in her rosy royal gown, gazing at them with a strange, sincere affection in her eyes.

Selene aimed not to offend. Yet Love's insistence pushed her toward uttering remarks she realized were unwise. Luckily, Maryam stood present. Unlike her, she tolerated such bold affections from Love.

Thus Maryam beamed at her, prompting Love to squeal like a swine—which

she truly was—and flush like a bashful girl—which she truly wasn't.

"Selene has a lover. And I... I too, maybe, yes maybe," she halted, offering a soft smile, "anyway I am digressing. The thing is, Love, me and Selene are already taken. But we can give you a chance."

"Tell me!" Love shouted, gaze intense, "I will never give up on you two!"

Maryam smirked, while Selene exhaled wearily, aware of her... of her what?

Selene chose to dismiss the thought.

"Then you have only one thing to do. And it's to come with us to meet

our husband..."

"It's your son." Selene piped up.

"...anyway, as I said, our husband and son, and you can go discuss it

with him. Maybe you can make him give up on us?"

Love fixed her stare on them for a solid while, then bellowed, "What are you waiting for? Guide the way! Guide me toward my rival!"

Yet another energy surge crashed into them.

Love hollered even fiercer, "DAMN IT! LET'S KILL THE CULPRIT FOR THESE ANNOYING

INTERRUPTIONS FIRST!"

"Nope!" Maryam seized Love by the neckline, hoisting her aloft, making the

swine's rosy hem swirl, smirking at her,

"We go now."

Selene's band shimmered, and they vanished from the Dominion of

Love, her cry lingering, "Wait! Wait! Eat! I need to eat first!!"

-End of Chapter 483-