My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 170

When Cordordantimus said this, Mike felt very surprised.

He hasn't been with Cordontimus for a long time, just a few days.

Their teacher-student relationship is not deep, and they experience nothing together.

However, it was this insignificant teacher-student relationship that allowed Cordontimus to offend the god without hesitation.

This was something Mike never expected.

Since the matter regarding this choice was too shocking, Mike subconsciously ignored another important matter.

That... strength!

In the eyes of the Elf Queen, this matter was not at all about the attitude of Cordontimus, but the power of Cordontimus.

An old man actually dared to directly be hostile to a god.

How strong would he have to have the guts to do such a thing?

What the Elf Queen found even more incomprehensible was that the Fire God, Ragnaros, did not immediately attack.

That's right, he hesitated!

Ragnaros narrowed his eyes and looked at the people at the top of the Violet Valley.

He wanted to see how strong Cordontimus was now.

However, he could not see it at all!

He was only a human, but he gave Ragnaros a baseless feeling.

This feeling was no different from 3,000 years ago!

He's still the old Cordontimus.

However, Ragnaros still had a reason to act.

He could not tolerate a human adventurer who exterminated all his believers and was still safe.

“Kordintimus, even if you insist on protecting her, I will not give you this honor.

“Do you really think that I cannot do anything to you?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura in Ragnaros' body suddenly increased tremendously.

In just a few breaths, it had reached a frightening level.

Facing the Fire God, Cordontimus' expression did not change at all.

He had only changed from holding a sword with one hand to holding it with both hands. He stood on the mountain peak, his eyes staring at the furious god in the air.

“At the end of the day, you are just an imitation of the divine senses. No matter how much you grow ..”

At this point, his words suddenly stopped.

Because Ragnaros' power is still increasing!

“How is this possible!” Cordontimus finally revealed a little surprise.

“You really increased the power of your divine sense clone to 50%!

“Are you not afraid to offend the wrath of the gods by doing this?!”

Cordontimus is very clear that the gods also have weaknesses.

Their true bodies could not directly descend into the Second World, so they could only use the clones of the divine senses to deal with some matters.

Divine sense clones could only possess 50% of the actual strength of the body. Under normal circumstances, the divine sense clones released by the gods could not exceed 10% of the actual strength of the body.

It was also a rule made by the gods to reduce the influence of the gods in the lower realms. Every god must obey him.

After all, the gods needed believers from the lower realms to give them the strength of faith. It is a way for them to strengthen themselves.

If a god broke this covenant, it would have a great impact on the lower realms. It was likely that it would incur the wrath of the gods.

Even the God of Light did not dare to go against all the gods, but Ragnaros actually dared to do so!

Hearing the words of Cordontimus, Ragnaros sneered.

“Kordontimus, your idea is still too ridiculous. You have to remember that the rules will always be set by the strong.

“And man will always be an ordinary man!

“Do you really think that they will do something to me just because you are a lowly being from the lower realms?

“As long as I do not slaughter the adherents of other gods, they will not willingly become my enemies!”

Ragnaros's tone of voice was very certain, and Cordontimus did not argue.

Even the gods noticed the benefits.

In the eyes of Cordontimus, they were not true gods. They were just a group of powerful existences with strength.

Facing the clone of Ragnaros who had 50% of the original body strength, Cordontimus' attitude finally became serious.

If it was just a clone of common sense with 10% strength, Cordontimus was confident that he could defeat the other party unscathed.

If it reaches 30%, Cordontimus estimates that he may suffer some injuries.

However, after reaching 50% …

Even Cordontimus wasn't sure he could win!

This battle might not end so easily.

As he was thinking, Cordontimus suddenly saw a figure from the corner of his eye.

He subconsciously looked to the left and was stunned.

It was his new disciple, God Slayer!

“Wait, what are you doing?!” The tone of Kordontimus' voice sank as he scolded in a low voice.

He knew that adventurers would always act recklessly. They treated death very casually.

Because they can be raised.

Yet…

A divine sense clone with 50% strength was not something a human adventurer could deal with.

It is just a futile sacrifice.

Moreover, adventurers killed by the gods would suffer great losses. Few people in the Second World knew about this, but Cordontimus was very clear about it.

He wanted the God Slayer to quickly retreat behind him.

However, the moment Mike took out the two swords, he felt an incredible special energy.

“It..”.

Gordontimus looked at Mike's back in disbelief.

Ragnaros, who was in the air, was not aware of it at all.

He looked at Mike, who was passing through Cordontimus, his eyes almost spitting out flames.

“Sweak man, do you want to fight with me?

“Kony!”

His body leaned slightly forward, and then he immediately rushed towards Mike at an extremely fast speed.

He planned to use the simplest method to tear apart this human body and restore it to its original state, called level 1 players.

Once he was killed by a god, he would lose all of his previous accumulations!

Levels, equipment, items. It was as if this player had never appeared in the Second World before, erasing all traces completely.

Even the natives of the Second World would completely forget about this player.

For players, if they were killed by a god, they would suffer an actual death in the Second World.

Everything has to start over!

With this plan in mind, Ragnaros rushed towards Mike.

This was the only way to calm his anger.

As soon as Ragnaros attacked Mike, Mike raised the sword in his left and right hands simultaneously, blocking the attack.

ding!

At this moment, Ragnaros suddenly felt a great reflected power from the two swords.

His flaming body seemed to have received an enormous impact. His back was like an erupting volcano, spewing out huge amounts of lava.

“This is impossible!” Ragnaros's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He could not understand how this human adventurer could block his attacks.

What he found more difficult to understand was why he suffered damage when this human only managed to block his attack.

However, as Ragnaros was stunned, Mike laughed.

“Sorry, everything is possible.”