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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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Chapter315-The AGHHO Elder, Mr.9

The cloaked assassin stood serenely before Saphir. 

In response to Saphir's inquiry, he cast a leisurely, almost mocking gaze. 

With a deep timbre, he intoned, "I am Mr.9, one of the elders of AGHHO. You've wreaked significant havoc on our stronghold and challenged the majesty of AGHHO. Now, it's time to pay the price."

Saphir scoffed coldly, "AGHHO's majesty? Laughable! An arrogant assassination organization like yours thrives in shadows and deceit, yet fails to perceive the grand scheme of the world. You're destined for decline, soon to be rendered obsolete by the march of time."

Mr.9 cast a frigid glance at Saphir, choosing silence over words. 

Without warning, he lunged forward, assaulting Saphir with lightning speed. 

His dark dagger traced a swift arc, aiming straight for Saphir's throat. 

Caught off guard, Saphir felt the cold bite of the blade on his shoulder.