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

"Galewind, why does the defensive barrier make this so-called Abyssal Mist give up attacking us?" John suddenly realized that Adam, apart from being haughty, was also quite curious. 

This question was loudly voiced by him. 

Of course, the others in the team were also full of questions. 

It's just that the gap between them and John was too significant, and they didn't have much interaction with him, so they felt embarrassed to ask.

Except for Emma. The girl was beaming with admiration, her gaze never leaving John from start to finish. 

Her pretty face was filled with a proud expression that screamed, "My man is so amazing."

Despite being in such a bizarre environment, Emma had no worries at all. 

It seemed that as long as John was there, she could even happily go to hell...

John patiently explained, "The energy of holy light and the abyss are natural enemies. These tiny bugs are very sensitive and can perceive the threat of the Divine Guardian, so they've chosen not to attack you." 

This was why John had deliberately stepped out of the range of the Divine Guardian's barrier when he had caught a wisp of Abyssal Mist earlier. 

If he had brought the Abyssal Mist within the range of the Divine Guardian, Adam and the others, without the shield, would have become the primary targets of the mist bugs. 

At least with their current level and strength, they were unable to resist the attack of the Abyssal Mist.

John finally understood why these humanoid monsters in front of him had become living dead. 

Apart from isolating detection, the Abyssal Mist loved to consume fresh blood. 

They could burrow into the bodies of living beings through their pores, devour their blood, and seal their souls in their minds. 

This gradually turned the attacked beings into living dead.

While stopping Adam and the others from moving forward, John himself walked up to the living dead. 

He was quite interested and began examining them. 

Their exposed wounds were gray and bloodless, a characteristic of being attacked by the Abyssal Mist. 

But how were these massive wounds caused?

Just as John was pondering, one of the living dead suddenly spoke. 

His voice was hoarse, obviously due to severe damage to his vocal cords. "The master said... guests have arrived at the foot of the mountain... ordered us to welcome... please, you are invited to visit..."

John raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You guys can talk?" 

The living dead, its gray pupil-less eyes focused on John, looked quite eerie. 

"We are the master's most loyal servants... it is our duty to dedicate everything to the master..."

What was that? 

It made no sense. 

With his arms folded over his chest, John continued to ask, "Who is your master? Corrupted Dragon Beyvis?" 

The living dead repeated its previous words: "The master said... guests have arrived at the foot of the mountain..."

It seemed that once they became living dead, they completely lost their self-awareness. 

Their words were nothing but mechanical settings. 

John shook his head helplessly, sighing, "If your existence is worse than death, let me help you find peace..." 

He gently extended his right hand, a glow lighting up at his fingertips.

The Abyssal Mist that had been swirling around the living dead, at the moment John extended his hand, instantly surged away from them.

It quickly retreated into the depths of the large cave. 

"Running quite fast, aren't they?" John slightly smiled, looking at the living dead who stood as still as statues. 

As the Abyssal Mist abandoned them, the Detection spell finally managed to reveal their attribute information.

[Living Dead (Elite Melee Wild Monster): Humans attacked by the Abyssal Mist, their souls forever trapped within, all blood drained, still retaining some abilities from their previous life...]

[Race: Wraith]

[Level: 100]

[Attributes: ...]

As expected, a masterpiece of the Abyssal Mist.

With a casual flick of his finger, the light at his fingertip rose into the air, swift as lightning, flying straight towards the abandoned living dead. 

The moment they were hit, their bodies burst into raging flames, gradually melting.

Everyone watched the living dead engulfed in flames. 

Rather than showing pain, they seemed to express relief, as if they were finally free from torment. 

Until they turned into ashes, scattered in the wind. 

They were finally free...

John stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the deep, endless cavern. 

A hint of anger flickered in his eyes. 

"Let's go. If the 'host' here wants to invite us in, we'll play along."

The group advanced deeper into the cavern. 

The moment they entered, they felt a bone-chilling cold. 

The temperature inside the cavern was at least twenty to thirty degrees lower than outside. 

The sudden temperature drop made many in the team sneeze repeatedly.

"Strange, aren't dragons said to like warm and humid environments? Why is the Corrupted Dragon's lair so cold?" someone muttered quietly.

John, leading the group, calmly replied, "While that statement isn't incorrect, it's also not entirely accurate. It's somewhat of an oversimplification. Most dragons indeed prefer warm, humid environments."

"But some like the Frost Dragons thrive in the cold of ice and snow, certainly not fans of warmth."

"The Corrupted Dragon is the same. This beast's realm in the abyss is even colder than here."

Adam and Blue Sea exchanged glances. 

Both of them sensed something off in John's tone. 

It seemed that the appearance of the living dead had made John extremely disgusted with Corrupted Dragon Beyvis. 

That guy was in for some bad luck...

They journeyed further into the depths of the cavern, the temperature getting colder and colder. 

The surrounding rock walls even began to seep water. 

In order to keep warm, everyone had to drink the potions they carried with them.

This was to accelerate the flow of blood in their bodies. 

They needed to maintain their combat power, ready to deal with the imminent enemies. 

What was strange was that along the way, they didn't encounter any small monsters attacking them. 

It was as if in this entire Cholera Land, there was only the Corrupted Dragon, the one Boss.

"It's not surprising, dragons are inherently possessive creatures. In their territory, apart from their completely controlled minions, other creatures are absolutely not allowed," John explained. 

"As for dragons, creatures with extremely powerful individual strength, they don't need assistance and can deal with most incoming enemies."

Hearing John's explanation, everyone came to a sudden realization. 

The further in they went, the harder the journey became. 

The cavern didn't have any stairs or paths. 

The slippery ground made everyone tread carefully, a slight carelessness could cause them to slip.

After an unknown amount of time spent advancing in the dark, suddenly, a dim light appeared in front of everyone. 

The light got brighter until it became clear. 

The ground also began to flatten. 

It was then they realized they had reached inside the mountain. 

It was an incredibly vast hemispherical space.

In the middle was a high platform, and the black dragon they had seen before was quietly lying on it. 

Beneath it, various gold and silver treasures were shining with dazzling light.

The source of the light everyone saw was from these treasures.

Seeing the treasure that covered the entire platform, most people's breaths became heavier. 

This scene was too visually striking, everywhere they looked was a dazzling golden light. 

It was hard not to make people desire to possess it. 

However, when they saw the huge monster with a gruesome body and a single horn on its head, their desire to possess instantly disappeared.

Throwing out the Detection spell, the information they got made everyone terrified.

[Corrupted Dragon Beyvis (Lord-level Boss)]

[Level: ???]

[Race: ???]

[Attributes: ???]

All question marks, indicating that the strength of this dragon far exceeded everyone else's. 

If they wanted to own these gold and silver treasures, they would have to fight against this terrifying monster. 

It was quite overambitious.

John stopped, still standing in front of everyone. 

He stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, and with a casual wave towards Emma, he reinforced the Divine Guardian released with Emma as the anchor point.

Dragons naturally carried a high-level oppression. 

Without the Divine Guardian, others wouldn't be able to bear this kind of pressure. 

John looked up. 

The Corrupted Dragon Beyvis was dozing off, appearing lazy. 

Each breath caused a hurricane in this space. 

Its long tail was gently swinging behind it. 

John revealed a mocking smile.

Clearly, this guy wasn't really asleep. 

Instead, he was secretly observing these uninvited guests. 

It's always said that dragons are naturally cunning and careful, and this proved it.

"Corrupted Dragon, Beyvis?" John's calm voice echoed, containing three parts inquiry and seven parts affirmation.

The dragon suddenly opened its eyes, its golden vertical pupils staring intently at John.

"Humans, what is your purpose here?"

John looked at him mockingly, "Wasn't it you who invited us in as guests?"

Beyvis's gaze shifted to the others behind John. 

Each person that his gaze met instinctively avoided eye contact. 

The stare of the dragon naturally carried an intimidating power. 

If it wasn't for the protection of the Divine Guardian's barrier, Beyvis's mere gaze would be enough to make everyone lose most of their combat power.

Beyvis snorted softly, and turned his gaze back to the expressionless John, "Human, you're different from them. You give me an inscrutable feeling. Speak your purpose."

John casually adjusted his tattered cloak and spoke indifferently, "We've come from the Twisted Grove, looking to inquire about the whereabouts of a certain person."