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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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Chapter307-Emma's Call

Silver Manor, the bustling Room 8. 

Stunning bunny girls gracefully danced to the rhythm. 

John and Auron Eastwind, meanwhile, drank heartily, one glass following the other. 

What they sipped now was a stronger magical liquor with an even greater kick, crafted from a unique magic plant indigenous to the Godslayer Continent. 

Not only did this drink possess the mellow richness of wine, but it also temporarily enhanced the body's basic attributes.

Auron Eastwind's eyes were hazy with intoxication as he lay sprawled on the couch, murmuring incoherently. 

John, on the other hand, felt mostly unfazed, though his mind seemed slightly foggy. He had lost count of how many glasses he'd consumed. 

It had been a long while since he last let loose like this. 

Even within the game, such indulgence was rare. 

The higher his level, the more formidable his physical attributes became, and his tolerance rose in tandem.