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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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Chapter303-The Intent of Auron Eastwind

Before Auron Eastwind could react, a powerful hand was already tightly clenching his throat. 

In this moment, John wasn't holding back as he did in the arena. 

With his full power unleashed, the presence he radiated was oppressive and filled with despair.

Auron Eastwind struggled fiercely, his hands gripping John's wrists, desperate to break free. 

However, John's grip was unyielding, akin to iron pincers. 

Auron Eastwind's refined face gradually reddened from the lack of oxygen.

John stared at him coldly, his voice chilling. "I'm not sure who gave you the audacity to challenge me here, but considering you're one of the heirs to the Northern Myst Empire, I'd hope you're not this foolish..."

"Thus, I'm giving you a chance to explain."

John released his grip.

Auron Eastwind quickly retreated a few steps, massaging his throat while coughing strenuously.