Chapter 315

Wilbur raised his eyebrows before barking out a loud laugh. He had just been wondering how he was going to separate this fog from Sammy's spirit flame when the problem had solved itself for him. He stared right at the incoming fog and two silver sparks shot out of his pupils. The sparks shot out, torching the gray fog into oblivion within seconds. There was hardly a trace left. The fog was gone, and so was the curse. Wilbur's work was all done now. The spirit was the most mysterious part of the human body, but also the most fragile and complicated. That was why Wilbur had taken so much care in doing this. Honestly, he had the curse itself to thank for being able to break it so quickly. The curse had an aggressive nature and was prone to attacking all sentient bodies that approached. However, the curse's attack was hardly anything against someone like Wilbur. Upon breaking Sammy's curse, Wilbur slowly exited Sammy's consciousness as he retracted his spirit presence back