James looked at Xantoni once more before shifting his gaze to the other two. Lamuel and Tace trembled, hastily lowering their heads.

With squinted eyes, James asked, “Do the two of you fear death?”

They found his question absurd. After all, who could accept death so easily? Moreover, they were figures with esteemed positions and held significant authority. Their minds had already been clouded by the pursuit of power and assured to extend their lives infinitely to indulge in their power.

The next moment, James raised his hand and terrifying Curse Magic enveloped the two.

Under the veil of the colorful inscriptions, Lamuel and Tace screamed simultaneously and collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Xantoni watched everything unfold in terror.

After what felt like an eternity, the Curse Inscription on the two men completely submerged into their bodies. They were seated on the ground, drenched in sweat, and panted for breath.

“You ought to count yourselves fortunate for raising