My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 142

The players have never been in direct contact with Mike.

They are still reading the forums and are aware of some news.

Legend has it that there was a player in the human camp who was so powerful that it surpassed the imagination of ordinary players.

No one knew what his innate skills were!

However, everyone knew that he was an existence that could not be taken lightly.

This person is a God Killer!

Especially now, this person had appeared in front of them.

Such overwhelming power was clearly beyond the imagination of ordinary players.

For a moment, everyone's movements slowed down.

Although they immediately accelerated their movements again.

So what if God Slayer is strong?

At most, he would kill me once?

I came here to pick up equipment. If I die, I die!

Although in their initial plan, their own army should have killed a large number of human soldiers, and then they would have come and taken the equipment.

However, now, their own soldiers had been killed and some had thrown away their armor as they fled…

But, so what?

It's just money, no difference.

As for factions, races, and countries, there was nothing to disturb them.

Even if the Trolls and Dwarves were completely wiped out, it didn't matter. After all, this is new territory.

Once they reached the great territory, everything would return to normal.

After understanding this, they knew what they should do.

They had to ignore the God Slayer's attacks and use the time to retrieve the equipment.

If they could take more, they would get more!

It may be the only time in their lives that they agree with the truth that time is money.

However, just as they frantically picked up the equipment, a large amount of white light suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

That's right, a large number of Troll and Dwarf players turned into white light and disappeared!

The players in the Second World and NPCs all knew what it meant when a white light appeared on the player's body and disappeared.

That means these adventurers are dead.

However, they did not see any attacks at all.

They did not see any physical or magic attacks.

No, they did not even see the God Slayer move. He just stood there and said one sentence.

At this moment, all the human warriors understood what terror was.

No wonder the king gave up attacking the Bandit Alliance when he saw the God Slayer.

No wonder so many players immediately ran away when they saw God Slayer.

To be able to kill someone just by standing there, who would dare to provoke a god-like existence?

Mike was still standing in his place, saying nothing, doing nothing.

This was because he had a special skill, Shadow Strike.

The Shadow Strike skill, which had been passively enhanced by a god-level skill, allowed him to maintain the buff “no attack movement and unavoidable” for his attacks.

That was why he could stand in his place and kill many players without doing anything.

White light continued to appear, and almost the entire Hamina Basin was illuminated.

In just ten seconds, the Trolls and Dwarves players had disappeared.

Only NPC warriors who were at a certain distance were still fleeing.

Seeing this scene, all the human soldiers gulped.

Too powerful…

There were tens of thousands of adventurers, and one could not see the end of them.

However, in front of the God Slayer, they could not even last for ten seconds.

Their deaths were not even exchanged for a single move from the God Slayer.

Is this power really something that humans can achieve?

All the soldiers looked at Mike in a daze.

Mike glanced at the soldiers in the distance but did not order the bandits to chase after them.

After he came into contact with Cordontimus, he gradually changed his mindset.

If not necessary, he would choose not to do anything.

Players could rise after they died, so what if they were killed? Who asked them to covet their spoils of war.

As for the original NPCs, he would save their lives if he could.

In the past, from a player's point of view, Mike never once considered such a thing.

To players, NPCs and monsters were just a bunch of data.

Even gods are just a bunch of more powerful data.

Although now, Mike has a slightly different view.

They may really be a bunch of data.

However, they have their own thoughts and experiences.

They have all the memories from birth to death.

Even if they might have been influenced by some sort of supreme desire.

Someone still has to admit, they are no different from “live”.

At least in the Second World, they were living beings.

Finally, Mike glanced at the bandits and said calmly,

“Go clear the battlefield and take back the spoils of war.”

Hearing this, one of the bandit leaders finally reacted.

He pointed towards the fleeing enemy soldiers and asked anxiously,

“Are we not going after them?”

Other bandits agreed with his idea.

To the bandits, these enemies were walking trophies. How could they let them go?

However, Mike just shook his head slightly and said,

“Forget it, let them go.”

With that, he turned around and left.

The bandits looked at each other and finally gave up on chasing after them.

They were reluctant to part with the spoils of war, but they did not dare to break their boss's orders.

“Because the boss already said so, brothers, let's start cleaning up the battlefield.”

Said the bald, bare-chested bandit leader.

All the bandits raised their weapons and cheered, celebrating their victory.

Just as they were about to start clearing the battlefield, the Deputy Commander of the Royal Guards, Lucious, took the initiative to walk over and said in a flattering tone, Lucious,

“Deliver the job of clearing the battlefield to us. What say?”

Hearing this, all the bandits stared at him, their bodies emitting a murderous aura.

This kid actually wants to snatch the spoils of war from the bandits?

Is he not seeking death?

Forget about you being the vice commander of nonsense, even if you are the King, if you dare to take advantage of them, they will definitely turn hostile soon.

Other than their boss, the God Slayer, no one else could make them give up their advantage, not even a single cent!

Sensing the hostility of these bandits, Lucious' body trembled and he quickly waved his hand.

“No, no, no, you must have misunderstood.

“I mean, we will take over the clearing of the battlefield, but we will not participate in the division of the spoils of war.

“What do you think?”

Hearing this, the expressions of the bandits eased slightly.

However, the bare-chested bald man was still waving his hands impatiently.

“That's it. We don't need your help to clean up the spoils of war.”

To the bandits, no one could be trusted in matters related to benefits, except the God Killer.

Of course, it was better to clear the battlefield by yourself.

What if some of these soldiers were secretly hiding the spoils of war?

Who can say for sure?

The soldiers were stunned when they saw the bandits clearing the battlefield while staring at them warily. They breathed one after another.

They just wanted to please them, but they didn't think it would be so difficult.

It seems that life in a military camp will not be that easy in the future.

..

The bandits in the Hamina Basin were busy.

Meanwhile, the players from Trolls and Dwarves caused a huge uproar.

The players who died on the battlefield were shocked to learn something.

They did not lose 10% of their experience points, but 1 the entire level!

What surprised them even more was that all of their gold coins were gone!

Breng$£k!