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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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Chapter335-A Farce, Take Me Home

"It's alright, Amelia... I'll protect you... We need to leave here quickly..."

John held Amelia close, trying to calm her racing heart.

Once he was sure her emotions were stable, he gently took her hand and cautiously led her out of the room.

Together, they silently moved through the corridor, staying out of sight of the terrorists.

They'd barely gone a few steps when John felt a sudden chill. Instinctively, he pulled Amelia close.

A dark shadow streaked past them, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Shielding Amelia, John squinted into the distance.

A figure slowly came into focus. 

The man looked rather sleazy, with beady, triangular eyes and a sharp chin. 

Dressed in black, he wielded a dagger that gleamed coldly in his hand.

Amelia's eyes widened in shock.

She hadn't seen where the man had come from.

One moment there was nothing, and the next, a man stood before them.