My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 160

This situation happened very suddenly, and Mike did not react immediately.

Actually he did not need to get ready, because his main weapon was the Umbrella of Meredith.

Any physical or magic attacks are ineffective against Mike.

Special attacks were extremely rare, and they almost never appeared in the early and middle stages of a new territory. Even if they did, it would be difficult to kill Mike, who had a Strong Physique.

If the target of this sword was Mike, it would be considered a good development.

Because Mike wasn't worried about any attacks at all.

Though, this sword target was actually Lilia!

The long sword pierced Lilia quickly without hesitation.

Lilia was not as weak as her appearance, and she had a certain level of combat power.

He immediately dodged to the side to avoid the attack.

The long sword only cut off his sleeve, and then immediately retracted it.

The next attack came again.

This time, Lilia could not wait to die.

He came out of the window on the side of the train.

Mike did the same, holding a screaming Stone on the train with one hand, and exiting the window on the other.

Although this was a forest, Mike's field of vision became wider after leaving the carriage.

Without a curtain at the train entrance, Mike could clearly see the killer's face.

That was the coachman just now!

It was rare for an NPC to take the initiative to attack another NPC. Mike frowned slightly and had no intention of interfering for now.

If Lilia could be killed, Mike would probably take action to continue the mission.

But it was the last option.

Now, Mike is more likely to let Lilia take care of her on her own.

After all, Lilia did not promise to pay to help in the battle. Mike's newly known Elf NPC of less than half an hour was not worth Mike's initiative to help.

Lilia seems to have seen through Mike's attitude. He didn't expect Mike to help him. Instead, he raised his left hand directly.

The next moment, a green light seemed to come out from the surroundings and condense on Lilia's left hand.

A green bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

“A high level Elf archer?” Mike crossed his arms and stood in his place, showing an interested look.

Elves are good at archery and natural magic.

However, to be able to draw natural forces from the surroundings to form bows and arrows like this required a higher level of strength.

From this, it appeared that Lilia's strength was not bad. At least he should be able to face a small assassin.

Lilia said nothing. Instead, he pulled the green bow in his hand and began to counterattack.

When he drew the bow, a streak of green light appeared on the bow.

It is clear that this is a magic arrow.

Lilia's shooting movements were very smooth.

As he pulled the bow, a green magic arrow was formed. After the magic arrow formed, he immediately released the bowstring.

There was no doubt in his entire series of movements. From this, it can be seen that Lilia must have had a long-term relationship with the shoot.

The magic arrow accurately shot the coachman standing in the front seat of the carriage.

The arrow was extremely fast, almost like lightning.

The coachman's eyes instantly widened, and his entire body stiffened like a cheetah as he pounced to the side.

Even so, the arrow still grazed his arm.

The expression of the coachman was already very ugly.

He had launched a sneak attack earlier, but he had not managed to injure Lilia. Instead, he had only managed to cut off Lilia's sleeves.

Especially now, he had managed to counterattack by his target, and he had even sustained an injury.

If this continues, the situation will become very bad.

Lilia did not immediately launch the next attack. Now that he had the upper hand, he had more options.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the coachman coldly.

“Who sent you? What is Elvi?”

It's an unknown name. Upon hearing the information, Mike glanced at Lilia but did not ask anything.

Clearly, the task that the Elf woman had entrusted him with seemed a little complicated. It might have something to do with some power.

But Mike doesn't bother about it. He still chose to watch from the sidelines.

The coachman did not answer. Instead, he raised his left hand to his mouth and whistled.

Immediately, there were some rustling sounds coming from the surrounding forest.

Many figures gradually emerged from the forest. As footsteps approached, a group of Dwarves with ferocious smiles surrounded them.

At this time, Stone pointed at a man with heavy arms and exclaimed, “What happened?”

“Isn't that a good-natured boss?”

Mike looked in the direction Stone pointed at and frowned slightly.

Dwarves with long beards are shopkeepers. How did he show up here?

An NPC who owned a tavern in the main city of Dwarf actually had a side job as an assassin. It's really unimaginable.

The owner of the Dwarf tavern also noticed Stone, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

After hesitating for a moment, the shopkeeper said to Stone,

“Little boy, this matter has nothing to do with you. If possible, I hope that you do not interfere in this matter and forget what you have seen.

“If you are willing to cooperate with me, I welcome you to visit my shop again anytime. I'll still treat you to drink.”

Hearing this, before Mike and Stone could react, the Dwarf next to the tavern owner spoke first.

“Hey, Old John, what do you mean by this? Have you become soft?”

“Don't forget, rules can't be broken!”

The owner opened his mouth but did not speak.

The atmosphere once again became heavy.

Mike's gaze moved back and forth between the shop owner and the Dwarf next to him.

From their conversation just now, Mike could tell that these people might be members of an underground organization.

Moreover, the reason why they have not been revealed until now may be very simple — all witnesses were killed.

If that was the case, then this matter was not just about Lilia.

Because the target of these people might include Mike.

However, he had to make sure before he made a move.

“Hai friends.” Mike smiled and took two steps forward. “Do you try... hurt me?”

Hearing this, the Dwarf next to John, the shop owner, immediately grinned and said,

“I advise you not to ask too many questions and comply.”

Although this answer was not very clear, Mike smiled and nodded in satisfaction.

Because Mike felt the need to move.