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

Chapter 284 Chapter283-The Battle Continues, Venom Falls

Amidst the fierce battle between Abas, the lord of the Styx summoned by John, and Venom, the most formidable leader of Ghana's Soul Legion, their masters weren't idly standing by.

They too clashed once again, resorting to combat to resolve their disputes.

Because Abas could only manifest for 10 minutes, John needed to capitalize on this window to defeat the Soul-Devouring Devil, Ghana.

In contrast, Ghana aimed to stall John, creating an opportunity for Venom to unleash his full potential.

Simultaneously, Ghana was also desperate to extract information regarding Azazel from John.

In his pursuit of this knowledge about Azazel, Ghana had become recklessly determined. The silver Libra was once again in his grip.

No longer suppressing his internal injuries, Ghana channeled all his dark divine power, intending to defend his devilish dignity through this battle.

"Mortal," he roared with a maddened fervor, "you cannot fathom the strength of a devil at its peak. I will defeat you, extract your soul, and learn everything I desire!"

The towering devil, reaching several meters in height, radiated an overwhelming aura, deep and demonic.

John, on the other hand, gripped his Divine Palace sword firmly, the blade emitting a brilliant radiance.

His casual and composed demeanor suggested that he was confident, even before the battle had fully commenced.

Indeed, John hadn't regarded Ghana's threats seriously.

Moving with lightning speed, John approached Ghana as if he were a gust of wind.

The swing of his Divine Palace was sharp and unstoppable.

Ghana gritted his teeth, defending himself with all his might against John's assaults.

But John was agile, his sword techniques fluid like drifting clouds and flowing water, every move ruthless and precise.

Unleashing his skill, his Divine Palace peaked in intensity, condensing into a massive radiant sword beam that sliced through the air towards Ghana.

[Unrivaled Strike (Divine Talent): Through relentless training of your martial arts, at the pinnacle of your skills, you have finally comprehended this lethal blow. Activated in battle, this strike embodies the force of the universal ORDER, capable of breaking all shackles, even gods would find it hard to resist.]

Sensing the imminent threat from the sword beam, Ghana raised his silver Libra, pouring dark divine power into it, transforming it into a solid shield in front of him.

The condensed sword beam from John and Ghana's dark divine power clashed with each other, creating an intensely volatile scene.

John's offensive was relentless, his energy surging as he leaped and directed another brilliant sword beam at Ghana.

Ghana's face paled as he desperately defended, but he was unmistakably being pushed back.

A glint of cold determination flashed in John's eyes.

He knew he couldn't afford to waste more time.

He needed to finish Ghana quickly, lest the time for Abas, Lord of the Styx, to remain would run out.

Once again, he harnessed his energy, instantly accelerating his attack speed.

Each swing of his sword sent forth a brilliant streak of light.

Ghana felt the mounting pressure, his defenses starting to falter.

This instilled a deep sense of unwillingness in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried to defend, he couldn't break through the radiant beam from John's Divine Palace.

John's gaze became increasingly cold and indifferent, his thirst for combat surging.

Every slash he delivered carried a force capable of annihilating everything, his sword beam piercing the heavens and bursting forth with blinding radiance.

"I told you, you're no match for me!"

"People often doubt my words, but the end always proves that I'm right."

"I gave you a chance before, to quietly retreat back to the abyss. Why did you refuse? Do you devils truly not value your own lives?"

"Even if there's a Soul Seed of yours in the abyss, if I kill you here, what relation does the resurrected Soul-Devouring Devil have with you?"

With every swing, John would utter a casual remark.

It was as if he wasn't engaged in an intense battle, but rather leisurely strolling in his own backyard, completely at ease.

For Ghana, John's adversary, the situation was starkly different.

Currently, he was desperately fending off every wave of John's attacks, sweat pouring from his brow, making him appear utterly exhausted.

While the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana was powerful, he had already expended most of his dark divine power.

His once-prided soul ORDER had no effect on John.

Now, he could only rely on the resilience of his physical form to extend the time he was being passively battered.

As time progressed, Ghana was steadily overwhelmed by John's ferocious assault, while John only seemed to get the upper hand.

At this moment, John's entire body was cloaked in a thundering blue electric glow.

His speed was so swift that he seemed to be transcending space, each attack landing precisely on Ghana.

Raising his Divine Palace high, a lightning-like sword beam streaked across the night sky, carrying boundless might, directed at Ghana.

Ghana hurriedly tried to defend, but his defense couldn't withstand this godlike strike from John.

The sword beam penetrated the dark divine power barrier and heavily slammed into Ghana.

"No! I will not admit defeat!" Ghana exclaimed in terror.

He had never imagined that a human could possess such overwhelming power, enough to threaten his very existence as a Devil.

John's sword radiance descended like a deity from the heavens, cleaving into Ghana.

The dark divine power shield that Ghana had erected instantly shattered.

The entire battlefield trembled under the force of the sword's might.

Ghana let out a guttural roar as he tried to muster his dark divine power, only to see it sliced into oblivion by John's sword, unable to form any protective barrier.

Suddenly, John retracted his Divine Palace, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

He knew Ghana had reached his limit and that all of his struggles now were in vain.

A glint of desperation flashed in Ghana's eyes, seizing this brief respite John deliberately provided to recover his dark divine power.

Whether John's actions were meant to mock or had another purpose, Ghana could no longer care.

Elsewhere, the battle between Abas, Lord of the Styx, and Dark Harvester Venom was also drawing to a close.

The clash of these two behemoths was filled with twists and turns.

Likely due to their similar levels of power, their initial confrontations saw neither gaining a clear advantage, but now, they were entering the final phase.

Abas's body was massive.

His enormous maw and scaly, armored hide were his most fearsome weapons.

Venom, on the other hand, relied on his agile movements and the sharp steel blades attached to his arms, showcasing his lethal offensive capabilities.

A smug grin curled the corners of Abas's mouth.

He opened his jaws wide, releasing a thick surge of dark energy, akin to a tidal wave, which formed into a swirling black vortex, charging towards Venom.

Venom's expression turned grave. He crossed his arms in front of him, forming a solid defense.

The dark vortex collided with his twin blades, producing a piercing clash of metal.

With a swift step, Venom darted beside Abas like lightning, his blade-like arms striking swiftly, akin to serpents lunging at their prey.

However, Abas had already anticipated Venom's move.

Opening his massive maw, a surge of dark energy erupted, effectively halting Venom's attack.

A flash of determination glinted in Venom's eyes.

Without hesitation, he propelled himself forward using his segmented limbs, lunging at Abas once again.

Every strike he made was brutal and swift, hoping to defeat Abas quickly to then aid his master, Ghana.

Yet, no matter how ferociously Venom attacked, he could not inflict significant damage.

Abas's hide was incredibly tough; Venom's strikes merely left superficial scratches on him.

With a thunderous roar, Abas opened his jaws once more, ready to unleash his ultimate ability – Dark Devouring!

A terrifying surge of dark energy gushed from Abas's mouth, manifesting into a massive black water wall, rolling toward Venom.

Born from the Styx, although an Undead creature, Abas's mastery over the water element was unmatched.

The tumultuous black water wall surged forward, heading straight for Venom.

The multifaceted eyes atop Venom's triangular head blinked frantically, sensing the corrosive nature within the wall, recognizing the imminent danger.

Instinctively, he retreated, attempting to evade the expansive reach of the black water wall.

However, the attack's scope was vast.

The wall rapidly expanded, ensnaring Venom entirely.

Frantically, Venom slashed at the corrosive dark energy within the water wall, only to soon realize the futility of his resistance.

The black water wall continued to constrict, seemingly aiming to devour him completely.

Panic began to cloud Venom's multifaceted gaze.

A sinister gleam flashed in Abas's eyes, unleashing an even more potent surge of dark energy.

The black water wall grew more ferocious, trapping Venom with no means of escape.

As Venom made contact with the wall, he quickly felt the corrosive sensation, as if his very being was gradually melting away, an irreversible process.

He struggled with all his might, trying to break free from the wall's grasp, yet failing time and time again.

Eventually, no sound emanated from within the black water wall.

The onlookers were left utterly astounded.

Could it be? The once fearsome Venom had been so easily devoured by a summoned creature?