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

John had noticed Jeanne before. 

Not because he was enamored with her beauty, but simply because very few female players in the game chose the assassin class. 

This class, which dwelled in the shadows to deliver lethal blows, didn't quite suit the aesthetic preferences of most female players. 

Yet, Jeanne was an exception. 

Not only had she chosen the assassin class, but she was also extraordinarily powerful. 

Among all the assassin class players in the Godslayer game, she was easily among the top ten.

John had heard of Jeanne even when he was playing other games. 

In the Genesis Guild, her name was almost synonymous with bloodshed and conquest. 

Many guild battles were won thanks to her assassinating the leaders of the opposing guilds, bringing victory to the Genesis Guild. 

Her popularity on the game forums never waned. 

An unmatched beauty comparable to a movie star, a rose with thorns, a master assassin lurking in the shadows - these three identities intertwined, greatly boosting her fame. 

In the Genesis Guild, her popularity was second only to the guild leader, Adam.

Why would she take the initiative to approach him and act so docile? 

John was at a loss. 

He didn't notice that the group behind him had their mouths agape, looking as if they had seen a ghost. 

Good heavens, when did Jeanne start acting like a little girl? 

She was always haughty and aloof in the guild, like a proud peacock. 

She looked down on everyone and had never been so sweet and docile, even in front of Adam, the guild leader. 

Did they wake up on the wrong side of the bed today? 

The others looked at each other, sure that there must be something wrong with their eyes.

Adam and Blue Sea exchanged glances, smiling wryly. 

As for Galewind's charm, they were truly speechless... 

Blue Sea sidled up to Adam, exclaiming in amazement, "Your guild's Jeanne is really something, actually taking the initiative to talk to a man. Didn't she say she prefers women?" 

Adam, with a helpless expression, whispered back, "That's all nonsense. The reason why Jeanne usually acts so standoffish towards men is simply that she hasn't met a man strong enough to conquer her yet."

"Jeanne's unfortunate childhood has made her admire strength. Only a man who she truly perceives as powerful can conquer her heart," Adam elaborated.

Blue Sea shot him a strange look, "Tell me honestly, did you deliberately put Jeanne in this exploration team to get her acquainted with Galewind?"

Adam fell silent, not responding for a moment. 

This led to an even stranger expression on Blue Sea's face. 

The thought that Adam, the esteemed Genesis Guild leader, would use such a strategy to close the gap with Galewind was somewhat unscrupulous. 

But considering the strength displayed by John, Blue Sea found all of it plausible. 

He stroked his chin, starting to consider which female player in his guild was the most attractive...

Adam sighed, "Don't make me out to be so unscrupulous. Jeanne joined this team because she is the strongest assassin in my guild. I didn't deliberately send her to seduce Galewind."

"As for what might happen between them, I'm indifferent. Let nature take its course," he added. 

Blue Sea looked at Adam in surprise, "I didn't even say anything yet..."

Adam chuckled, "You didn't say it, but I know that's what you're thinking. Don't worry, Galewind is not someone who can be won over by a simple honey trap, and I wouldn't stoop to such manipulation."

It was now Blue Sea's turn to be silent. 

He believed he knew Adam quite well. 

Both being guild leaders of top guilds worldwide, they had cooperated and competed with each other numerous times. 

Adam was always straightforward and honorable in his actions. 

If he said he didn't intend to use a honey trap, then he meant it.

Clearly, Jeanne wasn't acting on Adam's orders. 

Therefore, her brazen attempts to engage John in conversation appeared to be very subtle. 

The other members of the Genesis Guild were naturally astonished, while Adam took a wait-and-see attitude. 

Like he had said, he wouldn't proactively ask his subordinates to seduce John, but if something were to naturally happen between them, he wouldn't mind.

On the other side, Jeanne couldn't wait to ask her questions. "How did you know the Dragon had become a puppet, Galewind?"

John smiled faintly, replying softly, "Because I understand the nature of dragons. They are selfish, tyrannical, and proud. They would never allow others into their lair where they keep all their treasures."

"Moreover, a Corrupted Dragon carries the bloodline of Abyssal creatures, amplifying its negative emotions. How could it invite us into the cave?"

Jeanne's face lit up with realization. 

She continued her curious probing, "What exactly is the Abyssal Mist?"

John thought for a moment, calmly explaining, "You can imagine it as a swarm formed by countless tiny insects. The consciousness of each insect can interlink, forming a large, complete consciousness."

Jeanne's eyes sparkled, and she showed an astonished and playful expression.

At this point, the people behind were gradually drawn in by John's words. 

They no longer cared about Jeanne's girlish antics. 

Everyone pricked up their ears to listen carefully. 

It turned out that in this Godslayer game, there were such incredible creatures like the Abyssal Swarm. 

The individual consciousnesses could interlink, forming a collective, enormous mind. 

Hearing John's explanation, everyone felt they had gained new insights.

"Wow, so that's how it is. Galewind, you really know a lot," one player exclaimed.

By now, Jeanne was practically clinging to John's side. 

Her hands were clenched into fists, raised to her chest, and her voice was sickeningly sweet.

John subtly furrowed his brows and shifted two steps to the side, naturally distancing himself from Jeanne. 

What was up with this girl? 

Wasn't she known as the "Thorny Rose" of Genesis Guild, always aloof and full of pride? 

Why was she now behaving like a love-struck teenager?

Jeanne noticed John's movement, her expression momentarily frozen. 

But she quickly regained her composure. "Galewind, why do you know so much?" she asked.

John responded indifferently, "Because my class is unique, it involves many ancient secrets..." 

Before Jeanne could probe further, John glanced at her and continued, "Miss Jeanne, if there's nothing else, you should stay behind me. It's dangerous here, better to be careful."

At this, Jeanne's face completely froze. 

John quickened his pace and no longer paid attention to her. 

Emma, who had been closely following behind, was practically fuming when she saw Jeanne's silly, love-struck face earlier. 

But seeing John actively rejecting further conversation, she was overjoyed. 

She strutted past Jeanne, radiating triumph.

Jeanne returned to her original spot, irritated. 

Seeing the suppressed laughter on her teammates' faces, she was frustrated beyond belief. 

She clenched her teeth, glaring at John's back. 

But surprisingly, there wasn't much anger in her heart. 

Instead, a peculiar feeling arose. 

This was the first time in her life she had encountered a man who reacted to her in this way. 

Galewind, huh? I'll remember you...

In the journey that followed, no one dared to disturb John. 

Jeanne's embarrassment had served as a wake-up call. 

Top-tier players like John could only converse equally with their own guild leaders. 

Everyone else was simply not on par. 

Blue Sea had already taken the initiative to hand over the parchment with the coordinates to John.

Under John's guidance, they traversed numerous secret realms, being cautious and avoiding unnecessary conflicts. 

They were getting closer and closer to their final destination, Twin Volcano. 

Along the way, they encountered all kinds of magical and bizarre secret realms. 

Some entrances to these realms were rotating orbs of light, while others were direct barriers.

With each passage through a realm entrance, the surrounding environment underwent a drastic change. 

One moment, they were treading across a snowy plain, and the next, they found themselves in a graveyard strewn with bones. 

They also came across many bosses, each radiating a formidable aura. 

Yet, for almost every boss, their actual attributes were inscrutable through the Detection spell. A

part from the name and level, everything else was an enigma.

What puzzled everyone was that none of these monstrous, terrifying boss-level creatures made any move to attack them. 

They simply watched with cold, brutal eyes as the team passed through their territories. 

The further they went, the more apprehensive the group became, their respect for John deepening. 

Clearly, it was John, leading them at the forefront, who kept these boss-level creatures at bay. 

At that moment, John's not-so-tall figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

After what felt like an eternity, perhaps half a day or a full day, most of them were thoroughly exhausted. 

The recovery potions in their backpacks had almost run out, all used up to replenish their stamina. 

Finally, John halted before a swirling red portal. 

He unfolded the parchment in his hand, glanced at it, and said, "Twin Volcano, we're here..."