Sean closed his eyes and quietly waited for the end of his life.

At this moment, the black tattoo on his chest suddenly flashed with a faint light.

Sean opened his eyes violently, and there was a burst of heat in his chest, and it was getting hotter and hotter, until finally it was like a red-hot soldering iron imprinted on his chest.

Immediately afterwards, streams of heat continued to pour into his body from the tattoo, and his chest became even hotter, and his whole body became hot and hot.

At this time, most of the people standing on the altar of evil, their flesh and blood began to slowly peel off, and then turned into powder, and they were instantly devoured by the rune formation under their feet.

Sean smiled bitterly, thinking that this was just a precursor to his being sacrificed alive, and a sadness suddenly appeared in his heart.

Let people be thrown on the altar to be sacrificed alive, but they are powerless to resist, and can only watch themselves, about to be like everyone else, flesh and blood are stripped off from the body, and finally swallowed by the altar.

Suddenly, a very strange and strange sound came from the spatial crack above the altar, as if it came from the ghost domain, which made people's scalps tingle when they heard it.

As the sound continued to come, a vague shadow slowly emerged from the spatial crack, becoming more and more condensed, and finally turning into a humanoid phantom.

When the black-robed old man saw those phantoms, he couldn't help himself with excitement, and his breathing became short.

At this time, his eyes were blurred, and he chanted strange and strange spells with a crazy expression, making the atmosphere in the cave more and more eerie.

"Boom ......"

The evil altar also became more and more violent, and the dozen or so people left on it instantly turned into flesh and blood, and were quickly swallowed by the altar, turning into streams of blood-red light, and they rose to the sky one after another.

The black-robed old man looked up at the crack in the space, and hurriedly shouted, "Send the next group of people up...... Be ...... fast"

"Teacher, look ......," a sorcerer suddenly shouted.

Hearing the shouts of the students, the black-robed old man turned his head and was stunned.

Then there was a person lying on the altar, it was the kid they had just caught, not only was he not swallowed by the altar, but he was also wrapped in a red ball of light.

And this red light cluster is absorbing the energy on the altar, becoming more and more dazzling.

In just a few moments, the light rising from the altar became more and more dim, and then extinguished one after another.

The spatial door above the altar also became more and more unstable, and the humanoid phantoms became more and more blurred until they finally disappeared.

Sean was also frightened, and the black tattoo on his chest was flashing violently.

A rich red glow filled his surroundings, enveloping him in the middle like a cocoon, black tattoos frantically devouring the red glow.

Sean wanted to leave the altar, but he couldn't control his body anymore and could only slump there motionless.

"Hell ......"

The black-robed old man scolded angrily.

He yelled at the sorcerer apprentices, "Hurry up and get him down......

Hearing this, the two evil wizard apprentices obviously hesitated, but they still didn't dare to disobey the order of the black-robed old man and rushed to the altar.

When they reached out to pull Sean, as soon as they touched the red light cluster, they were firmly sucked in by a huge force.

The two of them desperately tried to break free, but no matter how much they struggled, it was to no avail.

What's even more terrifying is that they are also the same as those mortals who were sacrificed alive, their bodies slowly twisted, the flesh and blood on their bodies were peeled off piece by piece, and finally even the flesh and bones were swallowed by the red light.

Not only them, but the dozen or so evil wizard apprentices who were sitting cross-legged around the altar waiting to be promoted were also pulled to the altar by a huge suction.

They desperately tried to escape from the altar, but no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't move even half a step, and watched as their flesh was stripped from their bones and merged into the red ball of light.

The black-robed old man was stunned, his eyes stared at the red ball of light, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

"Hurry up and remove the crystals and stop the altar ......"

After he finished shouting, he and a few sorcerer apprentices rushed over, trying to remove the dozen or so piles of magic crystals around the altar.

There was a loud bang of "boom ......".

He had just rushed to the side of a pile of magic crystals when the magic crystals suddenly exploded, turning into powder, and were instantly swallowed up by the red light.

"Poof......

The huge impact generated by the explosion of the magic crystal shook the black-robed old man to the point of spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The dozen or so piles of magic crystals stacked around the altar also burst into powder one after another.

The black-robed old man turned around and wanted to flee from here, but was dragged by a huge suction force behind him.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Several evil wizard apprentices next to them were sucked onto the altar one after another, although they struggled desperately and howled, they couldn't get rid of this huge suction force at all, and one by one they turned into powder, and their flesh and blood were instantly devoured by the altar.

Seeing his students being devoured one by one, the old man in the black robe was also frightened, and struggled frantically to escape.

He recited the incantation, and successively launched five or six first-level and second-level spells, such as "Great Force", "Virtual Gravity", "Dead Breath", and "Wizard Armor", struggling to resist this huge suction.

In order to survive, the old man in the black robe also fought hard.

Although he had unleashed so many spells, he had only stabilized his body temporarily, but he still couldn't let him escape.

The magic robe on his body was torn apart by the huge suction, and the skin bag on his waist was also broken, and the magic crystal cards, spell casting materials and other items inside were scattered everywhere like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and they were instantly swallowed by the red light.

Immediately after, the belt around his waist also broke open, and along with the skull on the belt, flew towards the altar.

Looking at the devoured skin and skull, the heart of the black-robed old man was dripping blood.

Fortunately, there is only one low-level magic weapon in the skin, and the rest are some wizard potions, magic crystal cards and spell-casting materials, even if the loss is heavy, but as long as he can survive, these are nothing.

That skull was different, it was a high-level demonic witch weapon, which he had specially applied for from the organization when he came to the Turan Kingdom this time, and there were not many pieces in the entire organization.

High-grade demonic weapons are not cabbages, and any one taken out is a priceless treasure, even a wealthy second-level wizard may not be able to have it.

But at this moment, the old man in the black robe has no heart to care about anything else, so let's survive first.

The altar was still frantically devouring everything around him, and several of his spells didn't last long before they failed, and he could only use a few spells again, trying his best to stabilize his body.

The black-robed old mana was almost exhausted, and his spiritual power was also overdrawn, just when he was about to despair, the energy of the altar was finally exhausted, and the red light began to fade slowly.

Seeing that he had survived, the black-robed old man let out a long breath, and then collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, a man stood up on the altar, and the black-robed old man turned his head to see that he was almost scared to death.

The black-robed apprentice was not dead, he was standing on the altar and looking at him coldly, he quickly struggled to get up from the ground, and stumbled towards the outside of the cave.

Sean looked coldly at the black-robed old man who fled in a hurry, and slowly walked down the altar.

The black-robed old man's body was already very weak, and his spiritual power and mana were almost exhausted, coupled with his panic, he fell to the ground without running a few steps.

He tried to get up from the ground, but found that he was so weak that his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up at all.

Seeing Sean walking towards him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly crawled towards the entrance of the cave, but no matter how hard he tried, he was in vain and stood still.

He turned around and yelled at Sean, "No...... Don't kill me, I can make you a first-class wizard, I'll ......"

Before the black-robed old man finished speaking, he felt that his neck was clutched by an invisible hand.

Sean used the "shadow hand" to pick up the black-robed old man from the ground until the other party's feet left the ground, his eyes full of despair.

Not only did the other party capture his father and sister, but he also wanted to send them to the altar of evil for flesh and blood sacrifice, which had already touched his scales, so he had to die.

"Bang ......"

Sean violently pressed the body of the black-robed old man against the cave wall next to him, and watched him struggle in his hands expressionlessly.

"Die......"

Sean roared, kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body instantly rushed to the front of the black-robed old man, and he tried his best to make a crashing punch.

"Bang ......"

The powerful collapse fist hit all the strength held in the body into the opponent's body.

A huge penetrating force smashed the viscera of the black-robed old man.

Next, cannon fist, collapse fist, drill fist...... Punch after punch, and in the end, even Sean himself couldn't remember how many punches he had made.

Every punch was filled with violent emotion, pouring all his might.

He didn't stop until Sean vented all the resentment that had been stored in his heart.

Looking at the old man in the black robe again, his chest and abdomen were beaten to pieces, which made people miserable.

He gasped heavily, raised his hands and looked at it, and the other party's blood and broken internal organs also splashed his whole face.

The body of the black-robed old man was paralyzed on the cave wall, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't see it.

A powerful official wizard was beaten to death by a wizard apprentice with his fists, and he died too aggrieved.