Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple Chapter 4 4-The Beautiful Delivery Girl

John once again plunged into the stone gateway.

His unwavering resolve to attain greater strength left him oblivious to fatigue and the passage of time in the real world.

[Ding, you have been slain, resulting in a loss of 10 points of weapon and equipment durability.]

[The durability of your equipment 'Iron Chain' and 'Prisoner's Clothes' has reached zero; please repair them at your earliest convenience.]

[As a feature of your 'God Slayer' class, being killed by a god-level BOSS will yield additional rewards.]

[Experience points +50,000]

[Gold Coins +50]

[Ding, congratulations, you have advanced to level 13!]

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[Ding, you have been slain...]

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Unbeknownst to himself, midnight had already arrived.

John rose from the ground once more.

At this juncture, his tattered prisoner's clothes were in tatters, and the iron chains adorning his wrists and ankles had long since succumbed to decay and fallen away.

However, John paid this no mind.

Amidst the swift and instantaneous deaths inflicted by The Devil, John gradually began to discern the opponent's skills with increasing clarity.

This represented a significant improvement.

John accessed his status panel.

[Player: Galewind]

[Race: Human]

[Class: God Slayer (Unique Hidden Class)]

[Level: 21]

[Attributes...]

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[Innate Talent: The Sole Surviving Sacrifice]

[The Sole Surviving Sacrifice: To assuage the wrath of the Devils dwelling in the continent's depths, various races have offered a portion of their people as appeasement. You are the unfortunate soul sacrificed to the Devils. All the creatures who shared your fate as sacrifices chose to forfeit their souls, yet you alone persevered and remained.]

[Talent Attributes: Maximum HP +1000, Stamina +100, Pain Feedback 0%, unable to depart the 'Temple of Godslayer' until The Devil is vanquished.]

"Already level 21, I perceive my leveling progression to be quite rapid."

John reviewed his status panel, expressing considerable satisfaction with his achievements from the afternoon and evening.

However, upon noticing the system time, he realized it was already 2 a.m.

Although staying up late or pulling all-nighters was a common occurrence for John, he recognized that there was no urgency now, given his possession of such a rare class and talent.

Adequate rest would provide him with greater vigor for leveling the following day.

Consequently, John abstained from further play and opted to log out of the game.

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Within the confines of the real world.

In a nondescript apartment.

The holographic chamber slowly retracted, and John, who had been reclining within, finally regained consciousness.

Despite his body's recumbent position within the game, it could hardly be considered rest, as engaging in gameplay demanded intense concentration of mental fortitude.

Playing the game was, in essence, a mentally taxing endeavor.

Only by completely logging out of the game and lying down on a bed could one achieve genuine recuperation.

John rubbed his famished abdomen, placed an order for takeout via his mobile device, and settled onto the sofa, browsing his phone while awaiting the delivery.

As he scrolled, the posts he encountered on the "Godslayer" game forum were predominantly filled with "plaintive cries."The bulk of the posts consisted of discussions about low-level items and equipment for trade, alongside various classifieds seeking companions and friends of the opposite sex. Finding it all rather dull, John decided to close the forum. Just then, a knock echoed from his front door. John recalled that his late-night food order should have arrived, prompting him to stand up and answer. The moment he opened the door, he was greeted by a cute girl sporting a duckbill cap and a ponytail. She was clad in the distinctive uniform of the delivery platform, her attractive figure clearly discernible beneath the work attire. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Foster from room 306?" the girl inquired, checking the delivery slip in her hand before looking up at him. Confronted by such an adorable and shapely young woman at his doorstep, John was momentarily taken aback. He considered himself someone who didn't get flustered around attractive women. In fact, his past relationships had all been with stunning women. However, seeing a beautiful girl delivering food so late at night was certainly unexpected. Despite the good security in his residential area, it was well past 2 AM. "Yes, that's me," John confirmed. Accepting the food bag from the girl, he moved to close the door, but was interrupted by her sudden exclamation, "Wow! The newest holographic chamber!" John turned to see the girl gazing with admiration at the holographic chamber he had set up in his living room. "You have a keen eye. It is indeed the latest model," he replied. The girl looked on with obvious envy. "It must be expensive, right? How much did it cost? I've always wanted one, but I'd need to save up a fortune... I've heard that playing games with this new model offers an incredible experience!" John idly scratched his head, genuinely uncertain of the exact price of his brand-new holographic chamber. It had been awarded to him as a prize from a national gaming competition he had participated in. Noticing John's lack of response, the girl let out a small chuckle. "I recall the cheapest model on the official website costs over eighty thousand dollars! And that's just for the basic configuration..." "I'm aware of the configurations; mine should be the top-tier one," John responded. "Really?!" The girl's eyes widened in surprise as she clasped her hands together pleadingly. "Big brother, could I possibly try out the machine? I promise I won't use it for long, maybe just half an hour!" As she brought her arms together, the curves of her upper body became even more pronounced, nearly making John feel a nosebleed was imminent. He wondered if the late hour was affecting his vision. However, John didn't immediately agree, opting to ask, "Aren't you supposed to be delivering food? Aren't you in a hurry?" The girl answered with a bright smile, "This is my final delivery for the night, and I'm about to finish my shift." After a moment's consideration, John felt there was no real reason to refuse. Since he wasn't using it at the moment, a brief loan wouldn't pose any issue. Thus, John nodded. "Alright, you can use it for a bit, but please be quick about it. I'm planning to head to bed soon." With a beaming smile, the girl entered John's apartment, clearly eager to experience the holographic chamber. She started by removing her jacket. Just as she was about to remove more clothing, John quickly interjected, "Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?" The girl turned back to him with a puzzled expression. "When you go inside a holographic chamber, you're only supposed to wear underwear, isn't that common sense? Wearing too many clothes interferes with the sensory feedback." Her explanation, while logical in some contexts, was not entirely accurate for John's advanced equipment. John's latest holographic chamber was significantly superior to older models that mandated minimal attire for proper sensory feedback. Even with regular clothes on, lying inside would offer a completely immersive experience without affecting the feedback. However, John chose not to correct her. Watching her retreating figure, John was reminded of the sheer excitement he felt when he first acquired his own holographic chamber.