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John Foster, a top expert in a certain gaming studio, who once offended a trust-fund baby.As a result, he was framed and bound with the worst talent-“Sacrifice”, in the new game “GODSLAYER” upon the game's launch day.John was the only one among the sacrificed who insisted on not deleting his character.Supposed to be sacrificed to The Devil, John persisted in his quest.After being killed multiple times, he still charged towards The Devil with his flesh and blood![Ding: You have been killed, losing 10 points of Weapon and Equip durability.][Ding: You have been killed, losing 10 points of Weapon and Equip durability.] ...After multiple failures, John was surprised to find that his skills and Exp were improving rapidly as he fought The Devil!A few months later, when players worldwide were busy leveling up, a system notification struck like thunder:[Ding: 'Anonymous Player' successfully killed the World BOSS - Devil 'Azazel', earning the First Kill reward!] ……………………………………………………………Dear readers! Without any ads, maybe you will prefer .

Ten years ago, John and his parents were transported into a game world.This young man, full of ambition to conquer the world, unfortunately awakened the weakest class—Furniture Maker.But what troubled John most wasn’t his class.Like most transmigrators, he had a system.The only problem was—This system kept granting him strange and absurd skills.[Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Absolute Diarrhea Technique. Your basic attacks will cause opponents to suffer explosive diarrhea until complete exhaustion. Any creature without an anus is unworthy of being your enemy!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: Mummification Wrapping Technique. Bandages crafted by you can heal all things!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a concept-level skill: You may steal and copy the abilities of anyone named John!][Ding! Congratulations, Host! You’ve acquired a bonus concept-level skill: You may forcibly rename anyone to John!]…Years later, in the Divine Realm, a lone figure stood tall above the heavens.As the sacred hymns echoed, he raised a finger—And all the gods clenched their anuses in fear.