In front of Angel, these wildly growing mushrooms sprang forth once more from the back of his right hand.
Apart from the oddity of his soul's form, the emotions he emanated were also abnormal.
Generally speaking, unless a soul devolves into an undead, losing consciousness and only knowing slaughter, it wouldn't release suffocatingly intense malevolence; but now, Angel could clearly sense that Reeves had not yet degraded into an undead, yet the emotions he exuded were already filled with negativity.
Those pale eyes, glowing with a ghostly green light, were brimming with malice, waiting to devour others.
Angel squinted, indeed as Reeves said, Misty Goldlady not only controlled your body in life but continued to parasitize your soul after death.
Angel understood the Land of the Soul to be a higher-dimensional existence.
The fact that Misty Goldlady could influence the Land of the Soul and thereby contaminate souls was truly beyond Angel's comprehension.
