My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 141

As they react, the soldiers behind Mike launch an attack!

They charged forward from both sides, like a tidal wave, with incredible momentum!

With the addition of the Sword of the King, everyone's movement speed increased by 100%!

This speed was something the Dwarves and Trolls had never seen before.

“F *ck! Why are they so fast!”

“Quick counterattack, fast!”

Facing the human soldiers that came with threatening them, the Trolls and Dwarves were completely confused.

Even if some people could still maintain their rationality and constantly remind everyone to counterattack quickly, the effect was minimal.

They could not understand the current situation.

Why did the human army appear here?

Could it be that the vanguard army in front has lost?

Even if they lost, they should have caused a lot of damage to the human army.

Why do they have so many soldiers?

Also, why are they so fast?!!!

People should know that this is a basin.

This human army dived from a height.

With the addition of the Sword of the King, their speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, this army of humans had already rushed in front of the Troll and Dwarf warriors.

The fierce battle has officially begun!

In a brief first-round confrontation, many Dwarf and Troll warriors had sacrificed their lives on the spot.

The death of their comrades and the blood on the ground made them react quickly.

If they don't counterattack, they'll all die here.

Many took up their weapons and attacked the human army.

However, something unexpected happened.

This round of counterattacks did not cause any effective damage to the human warrior!

Their attacks landed on the human army as if they were cutting steel.

However, this human army attack was extremely powerful.

Almost every attack could cut their enemy's body in half.

This was a situation they had never seen before.

Whether it was the Trolls or the Dwarves, they were all a race that worshipped strength.

There were very few witches in their race.

Most of them were warriors fighting with their bodies.

Under normal circumstances, it should be a human who could not withstand the attacks of Trolls and Dwarves.

Moreover, it would be extremely difficult for human attacks to deal effective damage to Trolls and Dwarves.

Why is the situation completely reversed now?

In their eyes, how could these human warriors still be a weak race in their impression?

These people were clearly living war gods!

How could they possibly win against such an enemy?!

Many NPC soldiers had already started to flee.

However, under the speed of the extremely fast human army, they were unable to effectively withdraw from the enemy behind them.

Slowly, they began to take off their armor and throw it on the ground.

It was just to lighten the burden of their bodies.

Other than tragic, there was no other word to describe this battle scene.

Orne and Tim were so anxious that they shouted,

“Come back and fight! You cowards, you defectors!”

However, no one noticed them.

You are the commander general, of course, you can say such words.

We fight with our lives!

Do we have to fight even if we are obviously going to die?

This made the human soldiers very happy.

Especially those from the Bandit Alliance.

Their eyes almost sparkled when they saw the armor strewn on the ground.

It's all money!

However, they did not stop to pick up the equipment. Instead, they continued to chase after the fleeing enemy.

They are greedy, but they are not stupid!

After the battle, the spoils of this war all belonged to their boss.

They had contributed so much, so naturally, they could earn a share of the rewards.

If they stopped to pick up the equipment, it would basically reduce their own profits.

Because only by killing more enemies could they obtain more spoils of war.

Therefore, this group of bandits attacked more daringly than ordinary human warriors.

This made the soldiers even more certain that these bandits were indeed bloodthirsty madmen, they should not be taken lightly!

Mike had no idea what the soldiers were thinking.

He looked at the brave bandits he personally recruited into the army and nodded in satisfaction.

After all, these bandits were all his subordinates, he was naturally grateful.

The battlefield was almost in ruins.

Almost all Troll and Dwarf warriors had thrown away their armor, but they were still not as fast as human warriors.

One by one, the army of Trolls and Dwarves fell to the ground and were mercilessly harvested like wheat in the autumn.

Anyone could see that this battle was a clear victory for humans.

As Orne and Tim were discouraged, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred!

A large group of human figures surged into the battlefield like waves, blocking the human army.

This sudden situation caused the human warriors to slow down.

They glared at the people in front of them and raised their weapons to attack.

However, the other party did not fight back at all. They focus on picking up equipment on the ground!

These people were Troll and Dwarf players!

For them, losing 10% of their EXP was not too unfortunate.

However, the equipment on the ground was all valuable!

Taking one is not a loss; taking two is a gain!

Who is the scariest man in the world?

Someone who is not afraid to die!

Human soldiers could do nothing to them.

Even with the blessing of the Sword of the King, they only needed ordinary attacks to end their lives.

However, the number is too much!

After their attacks, more of them would appear.

The real situation was affected by unstable factors on the battlefield!

The amount of spoils of war on the ground decreased rapidly, and the bandits grew increasingly anxious.

The fleeing Troll and Dwarf warriors also grew more and more distant, and the human warriors also became anxious.

Under this kind of mood, their killing speed also became increasingly faster.

However, the more they killed, the more excited the players became.

Because they made a lot of money!

Even if they were killed and lost one or two pieces of equipment, overall, they would still make a lot of money.

However, as each of them was filled with smiles, a calm voice suddenly sounded from the chaotic battlefield.

“You want to take my pirate booty?

“I'll make you sorry.”

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, as if it was hitting their souls.

The hands of all players freeze because they know who the person who said this is.

God Killer!