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

Chapter 82 Chapter81-Yggdrasil, the Abyss Serpent

The Dark Cavern was a high-level area that had not yet been explored.

To get here, one had to pass through many boss territories, which is why no players had been here before.

Had John not intentionally released a trace of his aura to intimidate the minor bosses along the way, he wouldn't have been able to arrive here unimpeded.

The inside of the Dark Cavern wasn't like the realm of the Medusa Queen, marked by long underground passages.

After jumping into the cavern, John found himself in a vast space filled with a death-representing black gas, its stench almost making him want to throw up.

John casually cast a purification spell on himself.

It was strange, considering he was the inheritor of The Devil.

But he had naturally learned such a holy-light minor spell during his time leveling up in the Godslayer Temple.

In fact, John had mastery over more than just holy-light skills.

He knew a couple of skills from various classes.

He guessed it might have something to do with The Devil Azazel.

The cavern was pitch dark, devoid of any light.

But that wasn't a problem for John.

He promptly activated his Eye of Artemis.

[Eye of Artemis (Divine Talent): You are blessed by the moon god and possess the Eye of Artemis. With this talent, you can gaze directly into the darkness and abyss, seeing through all illusions. You can discern the truth of any matter and have many mysterious abilities. With this talent, you can stare straight at gods.]

Using this divine talent, which could see through all illusions, to navigate in the dark, felt like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

But John was able to see the entire cavern clearly.

The ground was littered with rotting flesh and dry bones.

Oddly shaped plants rooted themselves within these remains.

Small groups of undead monsters roamed aimlessly.

These monsters had the bodies of men, but the heads of snakes, covered in scales.

Their appearance was far from pleasing to the human eye.

"Jeez, these things are just abstract art." John rolled his eyes and looked away.

The appearance of these small monsters was somewhat offensive to his sight.

But evidently, John's arrival had drawn the attention of these snake-headed beasts.

They sniffed the air, catching the scent of a living human, and began to converge on John.

Although John had concealed his aura, these snake-headed beasts seemed to share abilities with real-world snakes.

Their forked tongues, flicking out of their mouths, were clearly equipped with infrared-like detection.

So, they were rushing in to meet their maker?

John chuckled coldly. The Eye of Artemis had already analyzed the basic information about these creatures.

[Underworld Serpent Minion (Elite Level)]

[Level: 145]

[Race: Undead]

[Attributes: ...]

Were these level 145 elite minions?

John was surprised, but only for a moment.

As the underworld serpent minions gathered and prepared to attack, John simply lifted his hand and swept it through the air.

A blue wave of light emanated from his hand.

Just like a sweeping autumn wind clearing fallen leaves, the moving Underworld Serpent Minions all froze in place.

The next second, they dissipated into puffs of green smoke.

[Ocean Fury (Divine skill) (Level 8): You've been observed by Poseidon, the Ocean God, and received his favor, enabling you to briefly wield the authority of the ocean, unleashing a godlike surge of energy that deals true, indiscriminate damage to enemies within a 3000-yard radius. Damage value: 100,000.]

If Blue Sea saw the skill John just used, he'd probably faint on the spot.

This was the divine skill that all sea mages dream of.

Although every water mage takes a different skill path, they ultimately converge on the favor of the Ocean God.

They have been given magical powers by worshiping the Ocean God.

But John gained this skill merely through awakening amidst repeated death experiences.

With a single Ocean Fury, he instantly cleared all the elite-level minions in this space.

There was no ripple in John's eyes, as calm as a placid lake.

Killing these over-100-level elite minions held no sense of accomplishment for him.

His gaze turned to the deepest part of the cavern.

There was a deeper darkness there, as if leading straight to the heart of the earth.

Just then, dark smoke began to roll at the entrance.

The heavy panting sound got louder and louder.

John raised an eyebrow.

There seemed to be more than one source of that breathing.

As he wondered, a huge figure that blocked out the sky shot out from the swirling darkness.

"I smell the nauseating scent of those godly creatures."

"It must be that old man, the Ocean God's energy. There's too much moisture in the air; it's making me uncomfortable."

"How peculiar it is that the Ocean God would come to the mortal world."

"This divine power isn't pure; it must just be one of his believers..."

"How dare an insignificant being like you disturb the rest of the great Abyss Lord?"

...

Three piercing voices rang out, deafening.

John looked up.

A massive python at least 50 meters long was coiled around the entrance.

Its body was covered with black scales, with tumorous growths resembling human heads.

What surprised John the most was that this python had three heads, each sporting a sharp, single horn.

Even in the darkness, one could feel the dreadful aura emanating from this creature.

The conversation just now was between the three heads.

John, expressionless, activated his Eye of Artemis to look:

[Abyssal Serpent Yggdrasil (Lord-level boss): From the unknown depths of the abyss...]

[Level: 220]

[Race: Undead]

[Attributes: …]

John was somewhat taken aback.

This level was even higher than Medusa's.

He stroked his chin, considering, "Seems like this fellow's essence blood should be of high enough quality to hatch the Medusa Queen's egg in my bag."

"Lowly creature, your gaze displeases me. How dare you look directly at the great Abyssal Serpent? Are you prepared to meet your death?"

The central head among the three seemed to notice John's gaze and instantly became enraged.

With its roar, the entire space started to tremble violently.

John stood there calmly, expressionless, and retorted, "Great? Just a guard dog daring to call itself great?"

Yggdrasil suddenly fell silent, its six lantern-sized eyes filled with confusion and apprehension.

It was the middle head that broke the silence, "Human, what exactly is your identity? How come you know about my past?"

John raised his eyebrows slightly, appearing utterly nonchalant, "Is your past a great secret? Running away from the Demon's tomb for fear of punishment for your mistakes, hiding here trembling every day. Isn't this common knowledge in the abyss?"

Yggdrasil's anger flared up again, "But you're a human, not a creature of the abyss. How would you know these secrets?"

John suddenly revealed a mysterious smile, his voice faint, "The secrets I know are far more than you could imagine... like what mistake you made..."

Yggdrasil's fury intensified, it roared, "No matter who you are, since you've found my hiding place, I will not let you leave alive!"

"You will die in the fury of the great Abyssal Lord, Yggdrasil! I will skin you, extract your soul, and ensure you'll never escape for eternity!"

John let out a dismissive smile, "You're welcome to try."

Such a contemptuous attitude instantly robbed Yggdrasil of its sanity.

"Kill him! He dares to ignore the wrath of the Abyssal Serpent!" This was the enraged shout from the left head.

The right head quickly echoed, "Yes, we must extract his soul. I want to burn it daily with fire, let him taste the pain worse than death!"

The single horns on each of the three heads started to emit black light.

Black smoke started to surge out from the python's body.

The smoke didn't scatter, instead, it gathered and started to churn and burn in the air.

The black flame morphed into a black python head, roaring and lunging at John.

Faced with the furious attack, John reacted as if he hadn't seen it at all.

He didn't even bother to make a move to dodge.

All three of Yggdrasil's snake heads wore teasing smiles.

How could such an insignificant creature be so presumptuous?

To face its full-on attack without even a hint of evasion?

Then the next moment, the expressions on the three snake heads froze.

They saw John, bathed in the serpent's flame, not only was he not melted, he even appeared to be enjoying it!