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

No sooner had John's words fallen than black mist started to billow from the gigantic caves in the mountains. 

Soon after, several emaciated figures, shrouded in black mist, stumbled towards John and his party.

As the smoke cleared, the group was surprised to find that these figures were human in appearance. 

But they all had dull, vacant eyes and their clothing was in tatters. 

It seemed they had been in this place for a very long time.

"My God, are there actually humans living here?" Everyone was taken aback, and a few were about to approach them for questions when John extended his hand to stop them.

"Don't go near. Can't you see? These are not living people."

Those who were about to approach promptly stopped in their tracks and looked closer. 

Indeed, although these figures looked human, their eyes no longer had pupils but were completely gray. 

If you looked carefully, you'd notice that all of them had more or less fatal wounds on their bodies. 

There was no fresh blood flowing from these wounds, just pale and stinking flesh. 

Some were so severe that you could see right into their organs and bones.

The sight was dreadfully gruesome and incredibly chilling. 

The female members of the team quickly averted their eyes, unable to bear the sight any longer.

Emma shrieked in surprise, quickly hiding behind John without daring to raise her head. 

Truth be told, the environment akin to hell, paired with these eerie monsters, was no less terrifying than a horror film in reality.

Adam and Blue Sea stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with John. 

Adam wore a serious expression and spoke in a low tone, "Have you noticed? These creatures walk stiffly, showing no flexibility of a living being."

Blue Sea shared the same serious expression, and chimed in, "Indeed. Moreover, my Detection spell can't retrieve any information about these creatures. I have no idea why."

"I can't get any feedback from my Detection spell either."

"Really? My Detection spell is also ineffective."

"Strange, why is it like this?"

Voices of confusion rang out among the group. 

After some serious contemplation, Adam voiced his theory, "I suspect these creatures are indeed humans, long dead. Judging by their appearance, they resemble some kind of Wraith-like beings."

Blue Sea shook his head, "Even if they are Wraiths, they shouldn't be able to make my Detection spell ineffective unless they have reached such a high level that even basic information can't be displayed."

"That's impossible!" Adam said resolutely, "If they've reached that level, they wouldn't have stumbled in front of us. They would have sent us back to the Silverglow Respawn Pool straight away."

Blue Sea agreed, "There's another possibility. These Wraith-like creatures might be the summons of a Necromancer. A high-level Necromancer at that. My Detection spell might not be able to retrieve their information through the summoned creatures, hence displaying nothing."

Finally, the previously silent John spoke up, "Let's not speculate incorrectly. These guys are indeed humans, but they have nothing to do with a Necromancer, and they're not even Wraith-like creatures."

"What truly made your Detection spells ineffective, is not these creatures, but that thing."

Following John's gaze, everyone finally noticed the black mist swirling around the creatures.

"What is that thing? It can actually shield our Detection spells?"

Blue Sea's face showed a trace of seriousness. 

This was the first time in the game he had encountered something that could completely block player skills. 

In other games, there were similar things, but the system would directly display them. 

This black mist silently swallowed everyone's Detection spells, and the system gave no hint at all, which was truly strange.

John smirked. 

He was familiar with this black mist, not because he had encountered it before, but because it had appeared more than once in the memories of the Devil Azazel, whose legacy he had inherited.

"Abyssal Mist... This stuff is pretty rare. It's generally hidden deep in the abyss, only commanded by the Demon clan and their minions. It seems that Corrupted Dragon had a rather unusual status."

John suddenly stepped forward, moving outside the Divine Guardian barrier he had cast. 

As Adam was about to voice a warning, he was stopped by Blue Sea's gesture. 

"Don't worry, Galewind certainly knows what he's doing. Let's just watch and see."

John took a deep breath, feeling the subtle corrosive sensation in the air. 

If he wasn't wrong, this should be the toxin carried by the Corrupted Dragon itself.

Due to certain reasons, it had spread throughout this entire Cholera Land. 

Otherwise, it was impossible to explain why the usual purification spell could not remove this kind of toxic attack. 

Of course, for John, the impact of these toxins was almost negligible.

The sting on his skin was because the toxins could not penetrate through his skin into John's body. 

They could only cause a slight burning effect on the surface. 

The damage healed even quicker than John's self-healing abilities. 

As for the air he breathed, the moment it was inhaled into his lungs, these toxins were automatically filtered out by John's body.

He didn't even need to circulate the energy in his body or apply any protective skills. 

He could even casually breathe in this air filled with potent toxins.

John only took two steps forward and then stopped. 

He reached out and gestured lightly. 

A wisp of black mist slowly drifted over from the monsters. 

Under John's control, the wisp of black mist gradually formed into a ball, quietly floating in his hand, remarkably obedient.

But with a surge of pure white energy in John's hand, the black mist suddenly became agitated. 

It began to crazily ram into the surrounding white energy. 

Each collision produced a sizzling sound, as if something was burning and melting in a blazing fire.

The party inside the Divine Guardian barrier watched in amazement. 

Adam murmured to himself, "This thing... is it alive?" 

He felt that in the many years he had founded the Genesis Guild and traversed the gaming world, there hadn't been a day with as many surprises as today.

John's calm voice rang out from beyond the barrier, "Yes, this is not smoke at all. Essentially, it's made up of countless tiny bugs, which is why it's called Abyssal Mist. This Abyssal Mist has the ability to isolate all investigations, and it's leagues beyond the Chaos Mist in the Twisted Grove."

John tilted his head, staring at the Abyssal Mist in his hand that was continuously ramming the energy. 

He suddenly brought his hands close to his eyes, his gaze shimmering. 

The Abyssal Mist seemed to detect John's focus and calmed down again.

It simply hovered in the middle, maintaining a safe distance from the surrounding energy.

John turned his head to look at the immobile humanoid monsters. 

Sure enough, the black mist swirling around them suddenly became restless. 

Originally moving slowly, it now became restless as if it detected that a wisp of black mist had broken its link with them.

John pondered thoughtfully. 

It seemed that the Abyssal Mist indeed had a group consciousness. 

It was composed of numerous small entities, so why did they share a single consciousness? 

John's curiosity was suddenly piqued. 

The mysterious light in his eyes flickered faster. 

He directly activated the Eye of Artemis. 

This divine skill could not only see through all illusions but also had a certain analytical ability.

In John's vision, the obedient Abyssal Mist on his hand was continuously magnifying, with various information emerging and turning into text. 

He quickly understood. 

These tiny bugs, invisible to the naked eye, actually had a unique mental link between them. 

Although each individual's mental strength was very weak, when linked together, it achieved a perfect balance, eventually forming a massive group consciousness.

While John was analyzing the Abyssal Mist, everyone inside the defensive barrier stared at him without blinking, their eyes full of curiosity and shock. 

"What exactly is Galewind's identity?" Adam couldn't help but whisper to Blue Sea, "It seems like he knows everything, especially about this abyss, an undeveloped high-level secret realm. It's like he's got every detail at his fingertips."

Blue Sea shook his head: "I'm not sure about Galewind's specific class, but it must be a rare hidden class, probably related to some ancient secrets. His knowledge must have been gained while developing his class."

Adam raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. 

It seemed that Blue Sea also didn't know anything, and his words were only guesses.

On the other side, John rotated his arm and dispersed the energy on his hand. 

The wisp of black mist, as if pardoned, hurriedly returned to the humanoid monsters. 

"Let's go and see why these zombie-like living dead are blocking our path," he said, taking the lead toward the monsters, with the rest following closely.

When John had released the Divine Guardian, he had set the anchor on Emma. 

So, as they moved, the defensive barrier moved with them, preventing them from accidentally exposing themselves to the toxin-filled space.

However, before they could take a few steps, John waved his hand to stop them. 

"That's close enough. Any further, and the Abyssal Mist will attack you. They're extremely sensitive to signs of life. If it weren't for the barrier of holy light, you would've ended up like these living dead by now."

At John's calm words, everyone involuntarily shivered. 

They had seen the state of these humanoid monsters. 

If they ended up the same, it would be a fate worse than death. 

They hadn't expected that the black mist, the Abyssal Mist, had such a twisted ability to attack. 

They wondered if they could escape this fate by ending their own lives in advance. 

Many people murmured this to themselves.