Jimmu looked at James and said calmly, “If you want to kill me, go ahead.”

James frowned at his reply.

He immediately activated the black inscriptions in his body, and thousands of them materialized instantly. They thrummed with bizarre power.

“Surely you understand what this is right, right?”

James patiently replied to him. “I’m sure you know how terrifying Curse Magic is, so I’ll give you one last chance.”

The color drained from Jimmu’s face when he saw the mysterious Curse Inscriptions. “How is this possible? You shouldn’t be able to do this! How do you know Curse Magic?” he screamed in alarm.

The Curse Inscriptions that James summoned were extraordinary and intricately made.

Jimmu had joined the Sanctuary of Darkness to learn Curse Magic but had only obtained one Curse Inscription so far. Although he only possessed one, it was already a challenge for him to understand it because of how profound it was.

On the other hand, James could easily summon tens of thousands of Curse