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Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- John Foster, a top expert in a certain gaming studio, who once offended a trust-fund baby. As a result, he was framed and bound with the worst talent-"Sacrifice", in the new game "GODSLAYER" upon the game's launch day. John was the only one among the sacrificed who insisted on not deleting his character. Supposed to be sacrificed to The Devil, John persisted in his quest. After being killed multiple times, he still charged towards The Devil with his flesh and blood! [Ding: You have been killed, losing 10 points of Weapon and Equip durability.] [Ding: You have been killed, losing 10 points of Weapon and Equip durability.] ... After multiple failures, John was surprised to find that his skills and Exp were improving rapidly as he fought The Devil! A few months later, when players worldwide were busy leveling up, a system notification struck like thunder: [Ding: 'Anonymous Player' successfully killed the World BOSS - Devil 'Azazel', earning the First Kill reward!] ---------------------- WSA 2023 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

White_Ink · Fantasy
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Chapter201-Are You Sure You Want to Meet My Man? (2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!)

Lifting her head, allowing the remnants of wine to drip from her hair, Emma offered a mocking smile. "Are you sure you want to meet my man?"

Eric snorted disdainfully, his voice dripping with malice, "Why? Is there someone I shouldn't meet?"

With an unruffled grace, Emma took out her phone and dialed John's number.

"Emma, what's up? Are you done with your event?" John's warm and gentle voice resonated on the other end.

Emma, who had maintained a cold and indifferent demeanor all evening, and even when splashed with wine, showed no emotion. 

However, the very sound of John's voice made her eyes well up with tears. 

Her lips quivered, and in a somewhat aggrieved tone, she whispered, "John, someone's bullying me..."

...

John was dining with Elder Anderson and their group. 

They were at a seemingly ordinary location not far from the city government building. 

From the outside, it looked unremarkable.