My Passive Skills Are Invincible

My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 158


Lilia looked at the chaotic scene in front of her and was completely stunned.


He really did not understand why a battle would break out in the city.


After all, the thing that was considered impossible logically appeared right before his eyes.


Moreover, what was even more incomprehensible to him was.


In a large-scale siege, the human adventurer player named God Slayer was actually not dead!


No, not only did he not die…


He seems to be completely unharmed!


How'd he do it?


The doubt in Lilia's heart grew stronger, and she decided to watch the battle from a distance.


At this moment, the attack from the building had stopped, and the next round of attacks seemed to be in a state of alert.


Mike was still standing there.


He did not want to increase his gift like last time, it would only be a loss for him.


So he decided to just stand there and take a hit first.


When all the followers of the Ragnaros Sect attacked him, then he would fight back.


At this moment, several melee NPCs from the Ragnaros Cult had attacked Mike.


They waved their guns or fists and attacked Mike without hesitation.


In their eyes, Mike was the greatest enemy of the Ragnaros Sect.


As long as they met each other, they would attack without hesitation.


However, after a round of attacks, their enemy survived the attack.


On the other hand, they were injured by their own attacks. They felt as if their attacks had landed on an impenetrable mountain.


God Slayer, who was in front of them did not receive any damage at all. Each attack was blocked by an umbrella in the hands of God Slayer.


However, they themselves were injured by the rebound attack.


Although this small difficulty would not make them give up.


They continued to attack the God Slayer without hesitation.


Gradually, one by one the melee classes fell.


When their bodies could no longer withstand the reflection, their lives ended.


From the point of view of the players, their health points have dropped to zero.


When all the melee players fell, Mike finally made his move.


He slowly walked towards the temple in front of him.


Countless fireballs, bullets, and arrows rained down on Mike like a storm.


Mike, on the other hand, was not affected at all. He just walked forward, facing an attack.


This scene fell into the eyes of Lilia, who was far away at the corner of the road. He was very surprised.


“Who is this adventurer? Why is he so strong?!”


Although his name, God Slayer, had been known by all human NPCs, the Elf NPCs still did not know much about him.


Lilia even began to hesitate to talk to God Slayer — because she seemed to be someone she could not hurt.


Once he offended her, it was likely that he would bring disaster upon himself.


Looking at the corpses piling up on the street, the end of the stories of these people was the best example.


While Lilia was thinking, the Fire God Temple in front had collapsed.


In the ruins, the divine fire on the Fire God altar nearly collapsed.


The wind blew, and the fire was extinguished.


The entire ruins were filled with corpses, and only a figure stood among the ruins.


His name is God Killer.


Mike glanced at the map and decided on the next target of the attack.


As long as the Fire God Temple in Malt City was annihilated, the followers of the Fire God Temple would completely disappear from the Dwarves' territory.


Then, he could consider going to the territory of the trolls to kill the Fire God's adherents.


If he kept his schedule tight, he might be able to finish everything in a day.


As he thought, a strange female voice came from behind him.


“You... Hello.”


Mike turned and looked. It was a beautiful real girl from the Elf race. He was also what the players referred to as an NPC.


“What's the problem?” Mike has no affinity for the Elf race. This was her first time meeting this woman named Lilia, so she was relatively friendly.


“I want to ask, what quality of bracelet did you just forge?”


Lilia asked cautiously, but it made Mike feel a little dissatisfied.


“Sorry, I've withdrawn from the forging competition, so this is my personal matter. I don't want to tell you,” replied Mike directly.


If that wasn't necessary, Mike wouldn't have told more people about substandard heavenly artifacts.


Because this is also one of his trump cards.


Think about it. Although the odds are very small, what if Mike is in danger in the future?


This substandard heavenly artifact could help him escape from danger. It could soon bring Mike back to a place he's been to before.


If it was an artifact, it would become even more powerful. For example, he could instantly travel to places he had never visited before.


Of course, substandard artifacts aren't bad. Mike really likes this bracelet.


Hearing Mike's words, Lilia seemed to realize that she was disrespectful. He immediately waved his hand and said,


“No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm not trying to get information about you.


“I'm just looking for a master blacksmith and I want to assign a mission.


“I see that you are a human adventurer. I just meant that under normal circumstances, the Dwarves would be better at forging.


“And as a human adventurer, you actually participated in the forging competition. Maybe you have some unique forging methods.


“In addition, this has been shown in the forging process that you showed in the competition earlier. This is the truth.”


Mike does not deny it.


The method of forging adventurers was that simple. They just need to put the materials into the furnace.


It's just that there are too few players who choose a lifestyle. In comparison, there were more players who chose to become battle-type players.


Therefore, the natives were always too unfamiliar with adventurer type life skills.


Mike thought for a moment and nodded,


“I do have a unique forging method possessed by adventurers. I also think that my forging skills are very good.


“So, do you want to hire me?”


Lilia stared into Mike's eyes for two seconds. Only two seconds had passed before he made his decision.


“Yes, I'd like to entrust you with a mission, but I can only tell you part of its contents because this is a very confidential matter.


“If you think you can complete this mission, I'll tell you other content.”


A dialog box appeared in front of Mike. It's purple.


[Elf Mission]


[? ? ?]


The mission only shows three question marks. Although this kind of special mission was not common, it had appeared in the Second World before.


Only according to the progress of the mission, one gradually knew the specific contents of the mission.


Upon seeing this ambiguous dialogue box, Mike smiled.


In the eyes of the players, specials always mean high profits.


“I agree. Let's find a place to talk about the mission.”