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Chapter 1898

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Altar of Sealing Magic.

A suffocating atmosphere filled the air. The high-level apostles around Raphael lowered their heads in silence.

The current situation was irreversible. Even if the fifth apostle Raphael personally took action, he might not be able to stop the orc army!

"Lord Apostle, the orc army seems to be attacking soon …" Karin frowned and reminded him softly.

Raphael's face was ashen. He glanced coldly at Karin and said coldly, "I'm not deaf. Do I need you to remind me?"

"Looks like there's no way to complete the Magic Dispelling Project. I didn't expect such a meticulous plan to be ruined by a brat who's still wet behind the ears …" Karin lowered her head in disappointment and muttered to herself.

"Who said there's no way to complete the Magic Dispelling Project? A mere orc army can't stop me!" Raphael clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Karin's eyes lit up. She immediately asked, "Does that mean you have other methods, Lord Apostle?"

"Of course there are other methods, but …" Raphael smiled wickedly and raised his slender hand slightly.

"But what?" Karin couldn't help but take a few steps forward. She was curious.

"Swoosh!"

Raphael's sharp fingernails drew a bloody arc in the air. A drop of dark red blood slowly dripped down the black fingernails.

"You …"

Karin didn't expect Raphael to attack her at this time. She covered the fatal wound on her neck with a terrified expression.

However, blood still flowed wildly into Raphael's palm. Karin's aura became weaker and weaker.

"The blood of Paragon Spiritual Warrior is extremely precious. But don't worry, I won't let you die in vain …"

More and more blood condensed on Raphael's palm. It gradually turned into a huge blood-red ball.

Karin's body gradually shriveled up and finally turned into a withered corpse … …

Raphael held Karin's blood and slowly walked towards the blood pool. He poured all the blood into the blood pool.

The originally calm blood pool began to boil again. The blood beads on the blood pool began to shine brighter.

"Not enough. It's far from enough …"

Raphael looked at the boiling blood pool and shook his head solemnly.

Raphael slowly regained his senses and looked at the high-level apostles not too far away.

These high-level apostles were personally trained by the Fifth Apostle. When they saw Raphael looking at them, they naturally understood what he meant.

Right now, the Demon Release Project was only one step away from success. However, it was definitely too late to continue transferring blood.

However, if the Seven Deadly Sins took the initiative to sacrifice their blood, they would certainly be able to make up for this small gap …

"Sacrificing our lives for the Seven Deadly Sins is our honor!"

Dozens of high-level apostles knelt on the ground one after another. Without saying a word, they formed their blood soldiers and began to commit suicide.

These high-level apostles were all Level Eight Blood Elemental Supremes. One drop of their blood was equivalent to at least a thousand drops of an ordinary human.

One by one, the high-level apostles fell to the ground. Small streams of blood floated into the air and gathered to form a huge blood bead.

Raphael manipulated the huge blood bead with both hands, slowly walked to the blood pool behind him, and poured it into the huge blood pool.

The entire blood pool was once again filled to the brim. The Blood Sacrifice Array was able to unleash an extremely strong corrosive force.

Streaks of scarlet blood light continued to corrode the altar, causing turtle-shaped cracks to appear on its surface. It was about to be completely destroyed.

The Demon Release Project of the Seven Deadly Sins was to use tainted blood to contaminate the sacred altar in order to achieve the goal of breaking the seal.

"The blood pool is already filled. It seems like there won't be a problem destroying the altar. However, I'm afraid it'll take another hour or so …" Raphael frowned and muttered to himself.

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