The gemstone in Charlotte's hand was the black diamond known as the Eye of the Creator, but at this moment, the diamond that once shimmered with a black light was now emitting a pitch-black mist.
"Don't make any rash moves. Even I can't control the curse's power from the black diamond. Who knows what consequences might follow if you're tainted by it," Charlotte warned Lin Tian, her eyes fixed on the floating black mist of the curse.
As she spoke, there was caution in Charlotte's eyes, but her tone subtly revealed excitement.
"Claiming some random black mist is the power of a curse—if I turn on a flashlight, can I call it the power of light?" Despite Charlotte's warning, Lin Tian scoffed outwardly but was highly vigilant in his heart.
The reason he said this was merely to provoke Charlotte into revealing more information. The Eye of the Creator had been passed down for centuries, and who knew what had happened during those years.
