Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

Under the tight security of Dawn Breeze Auction House, "Medusa's Tears" was swiftly delivered to the Travelers' private room on the second floor. 

Most of the players in the vicinity ogled the chest with blatant greed. 

Some even harbored wicked thoughts of robbing it. 

After all, it contained an item worth 65 million. 

A sum that would tempt many to risk everything.

The game system detected these thoughts immediately, issuing stern warnings which ultimately deterred them from acting out their plans. 

The Dawn Breeze Auction House and the Travelers quickly finished the necessary paperwork, and "Medusa's Tears," along with the chest, was stored in the Travelers' inventory.

Relieved, Bambooist whispered: "We won't interfere with the next Legendary equipment. With Medusa's Tears, the Travelers have already acquired enough clout." 

Her fellow Travelers behind her also breathed a sigh of relief. 

The bare-faced greed displayed by the other players had put them on edge.

Put simply, the Travelers were a coalition formed by business people. 

They were better at trading rather than being the center of everyone's attention. 

The members who attended today were not the combat personnel of the association. 

Aside from Bambooist, their combat power was mediocre. 

If a conflict had erupted, they weren't confident of making a clean getaway.

Meanwhile, on another stage, Isabella had started the auction for the last Legendary equipment, the "Serpent King's Blade." 

Compared to "Medusa's Tears," "Serpent King's Blade" attracted more attention. 

The former was merely a piece of accessory equipment. 

Despite its superior attributes, it only served as a supportive role. 

The "Serpent King's Blade" was different, as it was a genuine weapon. 

Not very long and more like a dagger, it was basking in the spotlight.

Glistening with a chilly light, Isabella smiled and said, "The starting bid for the Serpent King's Blade is the same as the previous equipment, starting at 20 million, with each increment no less than 5 million."

No sooner had her words faded than a sinister voice came from the second-floor private room, 

"30 million!" 

The speaker was none other than the long-silent Dawn Guild guild leader, Kingserp. 

He had long coveted this weapon. 

In Kingserp's view, this weapon was practically custom-made for him. 

The dark aura from the undead perfectly complemented his class. 

Even the name was a perfect match.

As soon as Isabella announced the starting price, Kingserp didn't hesitate and took action. 

Before the players on the first floor could even bid, Kingserp issued a cold threat, "This piece of equipment is a must-have for Dawn Guild. If anyone dares to oppose me, you'll face the relentless pursuit of Dawn Guild!"

The first-floor hall fell silent. 

The solo players and small to medium guilds wouldn't dare to provoke a behemoth like Dawn Guild. 

Isabella, belonging to a native game power like Dawn Breeze Auction House, was not concerned about Kingserp's threats. 

She just found him annoying. 

Wasn't he disturbing the order of the auction?

Kingserp, shrouded in a cloud of black mist, let out a harsh laugh, "Hehe, I'm just giving everyone a heads up, and I didn't really do anything. It's their own fear that keeps them from bidding. What does it have to do with me?" 

He paused, then added, "Miss Isabella, even as a life player, you still need to level up outside the city, right?"

Isabella went pale. 

Kingserp's underlying message was clear. 

If she hindered him, Dawn Guild would target her. 

The infamous reputation of the Dawn Guild rushed back into her mind, bringing fear along with it.

At that moment, John, who had been quietly meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, "This piece of equipment won't be sold to you, no matter how much you bid, so don't waste your effort." 

John's voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of all the players present.

Kingserp was stunned. 

He hadn't expected anyone to dare challenge him openly. 

Although he had been wary of John's real-world status before, at that moment, all he felt was unparalleled anger. 

As one of the most influential players in Godslayer, Kingserp had never been treated this way. 

Even other guild leaders of similar status treated him courteously.

Who gave this player named Galewind the audacity to confront him? 

"Hehe... it's been a while since someone dared to talk down to me!" 

Kingserp's dark aura began to surge in response to his rising anger, "Kid, don't think that just because you know Blue Sea and the others, you can bluster in front of me. If you cross Dawn Guild, you'll wish you were dead."

John's brows furrowed slightly as he uttered two simple words: "Too noisy." 

The next second, he vanished from his private room, reappearing directly in Dawn Guild's box, nonchalantly standing before Kingserp. 

The barrier at the entrance of the box surprisingly didn't react, allowing John to barge in freely.

Standing in front of Kingserp, John suddenly extended one arm, his movement as swift as lightning, directly penetrating the dark mist shrouding Kingserp. 

"Damn! How did you get in?" Kingserp's sharp voice had just begun when John abruptly cut him off. 

Sparks flashed on the dark mist, striking John's arm.

But John didn't seem to care about these attacks. 

With a slight shake of his arm, he shattered the dark mist. 

A scrawny, stooped young man appeared in front of everyone, his face filled with shock and gloom. 

This was the real appearance of the Dawn Guild's guild leader.

John suddenly laughed, "No wonder you hide yourself in this dark mist. Turns out you're too ugly to show your face." 

Kingserp's ugly face instantly turned crimson, but he didn't dare to make a move, because John's hand, like an eagle's claw, was firmly clutching his throat.

[Warning: You are performing dangerous attacks in a safe area. Please stop immediately!]

[Warning: You are performing dangerous attacks in a safe area. Please stop immediately!]

The system's warning continued to sound, its tone becoming increasingly urgent. 

John, however, ignored it and even impatiently turned off the communication channel.

"You... how dare you attack me... aren't you afraid of the system's punishment?" 

Kingserp choked out, his voice intermittent due to the grip on his throat. 

John smiled slightly, "Before the system's punishment arrives, I think it's necessary to punish you first."

Kingserp mustered all his strength, yelling at his stunned subordinates, "What are you waiting for... attack... kill this bastard!" 

Only then did they come to their senses, pulling out their weapons and charging at John.

John, his back to them, didn't even bother to turn around. 

He just casually waved his other hand backward, and a light blue burst of energy exploded, sweeping across the entire box. 

The dozens of Dawn Guild members, like snow in the sun, were instantly obliterated.

"You..." 

Kingserp's eyes widened in disbelief. 

As John wiped out Dawn Guild's members with a single move, the system detected the fluctuation of the energy attack, and punishment descended instantly. 

A dark cloud appeared over John's head, and a massive bolt of lightning carrying an aura of laws struck towards John.

"Haha, you're done for. Let's see if you can..." 

Kingserp had just started to mock John's stupidity when his words abruptly choked off. 

He witnessed something he couldn't comprehend. 

The lightning bolt, a system punishment, struck John but was unexpectedly caught by him. 

It didn't kill him, and it didn't even break his defense.

Kingserp's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. 

Was this system punishment a joke? 

John cocked his head, a mocking smile on his face, "Go on, what were you saying about my capabilities?"

Kingserp was left speechless. 

The hand clutching his throat was tightening, and he was gasping for air. 

John withstood another bolt of the system punishment's lightning, his face expressionless, "I didn't want to bother with you, but you really make me sick. The Dawn Breeze Auction House painstakingly organized this auction, why can't you play by the rules?"

"Since you like breaking them, it's time for you to scram..." 

John slightly increased the force in his arm. 

His long and strong hand crushed Kingserp's throat. 

Massive energy poured out. 

One of the world's top ten guilds, Dawn Guild's guild leader, Kingserp. 

One of the top players in the game Godslayer. 

In front of John, he didn't have a chance to fight back and died on the spot! 

He was directly sent back to the respawn pool in a certain city of Demon race.

After John cleared all life from this box, he simply shook off his hand as if the contact with Kingserp's body disgusted him. 

The system detected that the attack was over and the dark cloud over John's head dispersed.

John's mouth curled into a smile as he lifted his head and seemed to look through the ceiling into the deepest part of the sky. 

He had borne three system rule lightnings and was completely unscathed.

Everyone in the auction hall was dumbfounded. 

They had clearly seen everything that had happened in the Dawn Guild's box through the glass windows. 

But at this moment, they would rather believe that they were trapped in an illusion than admit that this was real.

Except for a few players who knew John, everyone else had only one thought in their minds. 

Is this Galewind even human? 

Even the divine beings in the legends of the gaming world wouldn't be so powerful, would they?