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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!

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Chapter137-Initiating Provocation(2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!)

Inside the bedroom, the curtains were tightly drawn and only one bedside lamp was left on. 

The dim light made the whole room somewhat hazy. 

The man's heavy breathing was filled with a high fighting spirit, while the woman's melodious moaning was like she was savoring the happiest lust.

Their two naked bodies were tightly intertwined, rolling freely on the soft bed. 

Emma struggled to lift her head, her beautiful eyes half-open, half-closed. 

Her bright red lips were slightly parted, her moans high-pitched and passionate. 

Her whole body was flushed and her face was painted with an extremely tempting shade of rose.

A pair of slender arms were tightly wrapped around John's neck, as if she wanted to press his whole head into her large, perky breasts. 

Tiny beads of sweat dampened her hair, the wet strands sticking to her forehead, which only made her look more tempting.

John's hands supported Emma's raised hips.