The fatal effect obtained by absorbing the Killing Curse burned Tom's soul like fire.

He wailed and began to dissipate little by little.

"I curse you! Vincent Wayne!"

The originally handsome face turned extremely ugly at this moment.

"You will be killed by my own hands! The resurrected me! The me who conquers death! The great Fu——"

His words stopped abruptly, and his entire twisted body separated from the middle.

Vincent dropped the diary that was almost split in half on the marble floor.

Tom dissipated in the air like ashes, not even leaving his last words intact.

"Sorry, I should have let him finish."

Even though he said this, there was no apology on Vincent's face.

It's dawn, and this long night is over.

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Chapter completed!