My Passive Skills are Invincible!

Anyone could tell that something must have happened to the Centaur tribe.

When Timus saw the blood all over the village, he immediately asked nervously,

"Is anyone there?!

"Can anyone hear me? Please answer me!

"It's Timus! Is anyone there?!"

Timus immediately rushed to the center of the village and shouted.

Mike stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the statue of "Lord F*ck" in a daze.

The entire village seemed to have been soaked in blood, and many houses had been destroyed.

However, this statue was not damaged at all.

This status also had the most blood surrounding it..

Mike could imagine how hard the Centaur tribe's men worked to protect this statue during the battle.

It was just a lifeless statue.

To put it bluntly, it was just a piece of processed stone.

The Centaurs were willing to give up their house for the sake of protecting this statue?

Was it... worth it?

Mike subconsciously clenched his fists.

He did have some feelings for the Centaurs.

These Centaurs were gentle and warm to people. Even Mike, a stranger who had just arrived, was given a great deal of trust by the Centaurs, and they were not at all guarded against him.

Mike liked them very much.

However, he only liked them at first.

He would lend the Centaurs a hand, help them, and teach them.

Though more often than not, Mike would never trouble himself to help the Centaurs.

However, now, Mike's attitude had changed.

Since the Centaurs had protected his statue, he decided to give the Centaurs the same reward.

Whoever treated Mike well would get the same treatment from Mike.

This was Mike's code of conduct.

He was selfish, but he was not a monster.

He had his own code!

Mike turned his head.

By this time, Timus had found a young Centaur hiding in the house.

Its lower body was a pony, while its upper body was a human child around seven or eight years old.

Mike immediately walked over.

At this time, Timus was comforting the frightened little Centaur.

At first, the little Centaur was obviously very emotional and could not say anything clearly.

After a while, it regained its calm.

"Don't be afraid. Do you still remember me? I'm Timus."

The Centaur nodded slightly and said softly, "I remember you. You are our friend."

Timus was about to continue speaking when a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Timus turned around and saw that it was Mike.

At this moment, Timus was slightly stunned.

He saw the boundless anger written on Mike's face.

He saw that the bulging veins on Mike's forehead.

He saw the tightly held weapon in Mike's hand.

He had never seen this side of Mike.

Even when Mike ordered him to return the Umbrella of Meredith, he wasn't this angry.

Even though it was just a glance, even though Mike had not said anything yet, Timus had a premonition in his heart.

No matter who committed violence here, his teacher, Mike would definitely make those people pay with blood!

"Child, tell me what happened here?" Mike asked.

Although he had lowered his voice, one could still hear the restraint in his tone.

He was trying his best to endure. He was suppressing his anger.

He hoped that he would not scare this young Centaur.

After the Centaur heard Mike's words, it stammered,

"It's... It's the Goblins. The Goblins are here again."

"Goblins? Why do they still dare to come?!" Mike frowned slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

The Goblins were a weak race. Their physical fitness was very low, and the magic power in their bodies was very weak.

Logically speaking, it was absolutely impossible to kill so many Centaurs.

Previously, they could plunder here wantonly because the Centaurs did not know how to resist.

Now, the Centaurs already knew how to resist, and to protect themselves.

How could they still be invaded?

Or rather, why did those Goblins still dare to come?!

The next moment, Mike received an answer.

"They brought a lot of weapons. Those weapons are very special, very powerful..."

"What kind of weapons?" A bad feeling arose in Mike's heart.

"I can't explain it clearly..." the Centaur was about to cry. He really wanted to express it, but he could not.

Because he had never seen those weapons before.

Until the end, the Centaur only stammered out a description.

"Their weapons can be thrown... some are round... some are long.

"Those weapons... will explode!"

Hearing this, Mike finally understood.

It was Goblin technology.

They actually brought bombs!

Mike was naturally not unfamiliar with Goblins.

Although there were Goblin NPCs in Second World, the number was very, very few.

There was a dungeon related to Goblins.

Those Goblins had very powerful technological systems and could make high-tech weapons like mechs and bombs.

This was very special in the Second World which had just entered the era of gunpowder and had a less advanced technological.

In the game's backstory, the Goblins were a race that had already weakened.

Most of their races had been massacred, and only very, very few Goblins were left alive.

This had always been a very unreasonable setting in the eyes of the players.

In a world where the mystical side was strong and the technological side was weak, the Goblins could develop powerful technological equipment. Logically speaking, they should be living very well.

Even if they did not have the ability to invade others, it was absolutely no problem for them to occupy a territory to protect themselves.

How could they be wiped out?

Now, Mike completely understood.

The greed of these Goblins would sooner or later infuriate a big shot, causing them to be slaughtered.

In the Second World of the game, Mike did not know who had done such a thing.

However, he knew that in this parallel world, someone was going to do it.

"Let's go." Mike slowly stood up.

"Go? Go where?" Timus was slightly stunned.

"Go find the Goblins and kill them all!" Mike's eyes were bloodshot, looking extremely terrifying.

Mike did not turn his head, his back was facing the little Centaur because Mike did not want to scare it.

"Child, do you know where the Goblin's village is?"

"It seems to be... to the west of the village."

"Okay, wait for me to come back."

After saying that, Mike directly ran toward the west.

Timus instructed the little Centaur to hide at home before following in Mike's footsteps.

Even without the guidance of the little Centaur, they would still be able to find the village.

This was because only the road to the west of the village was covered in blood, forming a blood path.

Mike ran along the blood path as he let out an angry roar.

"Goblins, I will make you pay with blood!"