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Chapter 317 Wrecking the Ceremony

Pablo’s hand overlapped with Blake’s, and together, they exerted their strength on the spirit nail. To Blake’s surprise, he felt a slight tremor in the nail.

His eyes

widened, realizing that there was more to these matters than what he had researched.

As they continued pulling, both spirit nails began to loosen from their positions.

Meanwhile, inside Olivine Temple, concealed behind the sculpture of Olivine the Great, a man with at sinister expression wore a chilling smile.

“Dudroinia claims that one life is two, two is three, and three is all things…” he sneered.

“But I didn’t expect there to be another spirit nail here.”

A hint of disdain flickered in his eyes.

To him, all those self–righteous notions of good and evil were meaningless. In this world, only those who emerge victorious have the right to dictate terms.

With two spirit nails removed, the man could not help but feel disappointed. However, he knew that it was the only way forward at that moment.

He made a deep cut on his hand and allowed his blood to drip onto the spirit nail. He anxiously awaited the removal of the two outer nails, knowing that once they were pulled out, he could swiftly proceed with the ceremony and achieve his desired outcome.

Just as Lilly and Blake were about to remove the spirit nails,

Pablo sensed that something was amiss. He quickly intervened and called for a halt, realizing that it could not be so straightforward without any obstacles.

He tilted his head upward, witnessing the dark clouds converging in the sky, which sent a shiver down his spine. Pablo said with a grim expression, “There is one more!”

But at that moment, two spirit nails had already been pulled out halfway, and there was no way to stop their removal.

It was clear that the ceremony could not proceed without another person stepping in to pull out the remaining spirit nail.

He gritted his teeth, prepared to tear himself in half to save the situation and secure the well–being of his young apprentice.

At that crucial moment, a small figure rushed in hastily, and it was Grace. She coldly commanded, “Count

to 30 seconds!”

-This time, she was determined to succeed!

With the spirit compass tightly gripped in her hand, Grace made her way swiftly to the back of the Hero’s sculpture, where she finally spotted the third spirit nail.

Simultaneously, another man was standing nearby, his eyes filled with covetousness as he watched Grace.

20 more seconds…

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mustered her courage and hastily approached the spirit nail, hugging it tightly.

audacity to pull out

and slapped Grace

Grace snorted.

10 more seconds!

she bit the tip of her tongue. She was focusing all her energy on removing it.

S… 7…

to deal with as a child, so he was careless,

be glued to the nail, and with her strength, she pulled out

was furious

However, Grace resisted his efforts and he could not

moment of impulsive fury, he thrust

only counted the time she

5… 4… 3…

had two seconds left to

feel her strength fading

say

to lose

2… 1

With a cry of exertion, she mustered all her remaining energy and

outside the door were

of the situation, Blake understood that he couldn’t afford

the possibility that he might possess

as she continued to count, while Josh afraid that she might make a mistake, counted alongside her from

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The ceremony was disrupted, causing a drastic change in the expression of the man with a cold look in

and the sacrificer themselves, was designed to consume all these fortunes, ultimately transforming them into

abruptly disrupted, the consequences extended beyond the interruption of the first sacrifice. The individual who oversaw the ritual would also face a severe

tense atmosphere, a loud crack

of lightning struck

bypassing Grace who was in his grasp. However, the impact of

from the underworld, even ghosts were

Grace’s aid, enabling her to pull out the spirit nail despite the cold man’s

saw her lying in a pool of blood, her face displaying unwavering determination… He already knew who she

and Lilly arrived on the scene. They saw Grace, her hair curly and drenched in blood,

sensation, causing his

that his invention was useless in

continue working

knelt in front of Grace, retrieving a talisman from her satchel and gently placing

a deep breath and mustered the strength to speak, saying, “Get it

mouth, “Okay, stop talking! Save some blood,”