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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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Chapter251-Gathering of Heroes, Leading in Style

Hills smiled warmly at Adam, as if touched by a gentle breeze. "Your aura feels like it originates from the same source as mine. You must be part of the Holy Light Church as well?"

Adam responded with a restrained smile, "Indeed, my class is Paladin."

Hills chuckled, "This familiar essence... could it be you're more than just a simple Paladin? No matter, anyone from my Holy Light Church is a brother to me."

John subtly raised an eyebrow. No wonder Hills held such high esteem within the Holy Light Church. His choice of words was impeccable, naturally drawing people closer to him.

With Hills' introduction complete, the spotlight moved to the mysterious man enveloped in dark robes. "Dragonfang, Head of the Royal Guards. My class is Assassin, Level 350!"

The man's voice was raspy, as if grinding against metal. It was unclear whether the hoarseness was from an injury or inherent.