At the same time, she used the last of her energy to wave her cane at Wilbur.
The gray fog on the cane turned into a ghostly shadow, baring its fangs as it pounced on Wilbur.
The village seemed to be enveloped in an aura of death as the ghost appeared, causing all the plants around to wilt and die.
Wilbur, the target of the Soul Massacre, was bearing the worst of this aura.
He understood then that it would be hard for him to withstand the Soul Massacre even if he were to double his powers.
After all, this witch with Sanctuary level powers was sacrificing her own spirit and life to cast her most powerful spell. Strength alone was not going to be enough to beat it.
Dom and Sandy stared at the village turning into hell on earth in real time, their souls quaking in fear.
Moose was pale with terror as well. He knew that his master had such a powerful spell that would kill anyone who was its target but had not expected it to be this bone-chilling.
Darlene held herself up with her cane, a vile smile appearing on her face as she giggled.
Yet just then, Wilbur put away all his powers as a colorful halo appeared around him that enveloped him completely.
The gigantic ghostly shadow collided against the halo and disappeared the next second without a sound.
Darlene was at a loss for words. She could not believe that the killing spell that she had sacrificed her life and spirit for had failed.
Anyone hit with the spell would be usurped by the ghost, having their soul and spirit destroyed completely. How did it turn out like this instead?
Wilbur's feet were three feet off the ground then, hovering in mid-air with his hands behind his back as he stared coldly at Darlene from within the halo.
He let out a sigh. It had to be said that the old hag really was powerful.
Had it not been for his new power, Wilbur would've been a gone case.
He took off the barrier, so Sammy and the rest were able to move once again as well. They hurried up to Wilbur, looking at him in awe and respect.
Moose could hardly contain his glee. "Sir, I think my curse got lifted!"
"Yes. Your curse was not too severe, so of course it would be broken once the person who cursed you died," said Wilbur.
"I'm finally free," Moose said tearfully, bowing profusely toward Wilbur.
Just then, Sammy said, "Sir, my curse should be lifted as well, right?"
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