My Passive Skills are Invincible!

"Damn it, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have pretended to be cool." Mike looked at the pitch-black passage in front of him and felt a little troubled. He had no idea where Gerald had run off to. Now, without the light from Timus, it would be difficult to even know where he was, let alone find him.

"I wonder how long Timus will take to heal them. I don't think I'll have to wait too long.

"Maybe they'll go straight back after the treatment?" Mike couldn't help but scratch his head and Mutter to himself.

Obviously, Mike had completely forgotten that his king's sword could also have an effect on the centaurs. He had pulled out his sword just to help Timus recover his strength, but he had overlooked one thing.

As long as he treated the centaurs as his companions, and the centaurs treated him as their leader, the effects of the Sword of the King would automatically take effect.

So Mike still thought that Timus was treating the centaurs. He had no idea that they were already on their way here.

Mike subconsciously looked around, but it was pitch black everywhere. He could not see anything. Now, he was in a dilemma. He did not know what to do.

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in front of him.

Mike was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted.

Maybe Gerald and the others have met the goblins!

Mike, who did not know what to do next, instantly followed the direction of the explosion and rushed forward.

With his swift steps and the support of the Sword of the King, Mike's speed was very fast, even faster than the top speed of the centaurs.

In a few breaths, Mike arrived at the location of the explosion.

Although it was still dark here, Mike could only vaguely see a group of figures in front of him, as if they were fighting.

Not only that, the cave echoed with the howls of the centaurs and the strange squeaks of the goblins.

Simultaneously, he could also hear the sounds of weapons cutting through flesh.

Judging from the figures alone, these goblins seemed to have the advantage.

After all, it was in a dark environment.

Compared to the centaurs who lived on land, the goblins who lived in the cave all year round were naturally more adept at fighting in such an environment.

Soon, the cries of the centaurs drowned out the roars.

Mike dared not to delay at all. He immediately rushed forward and shouted, "All centaurs, fall back. Leave this to me!"

He did not dare to attack recklessly now because he might accidentally attack these centaurs.

Mike's strategy was very simple.

All he needed to do was for the centaurs to retreat to the side, so that he could charge into the goblins, and wait for the goblins to take the initiative to attack him.

These goblins would soon be injured by the recoil and all of them would die.

However, as he charged into the crowd in front of him, he heard these words.

"It's lord F*ck! I heard Lord F*ck's Voice!"

"Lord F*ck is here to help us!"

"My fellow countrymen, I suddenly feel that my body is filled with power!"

"Is this the courage that Lord F*ck has given us! My fellow countrymen, kill all these ugly goblins!"

The cries of surprise rose one after another, and all the centaurs seemed to have returned to their strongest state.

Hearing these words, Mike suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He did not dare to charge forward.

With all that was happening, if he had accidentally injured the centaurs or the centaurs had accidentally injured him, it would cause considerable damage to these centaurs.

"Stop fighting, come back quickly, leave this place to me!" Mike did not realize that the Sword of the King had already had an effect on the centaurs. He was now shouting anxiously.

However, these centaurs shouted excitedly and fought even harder.

The scene became a complete mess. No one heard Mike's words.

Listening to the chaotic shouting and fighting around him, Mike only felt frustrated.

Why are these centaurs so disobedient?

Do they really think that faith is enough to feed them?

Just as Mike stood there, not knowing if he should go up, he heard voices from afar, and the sound of horse hooves behind him.

"I heard Lord F*ck's voice. They are right in front."

"Brothers, hurry up. It seems that there is already a battle ahead."

"We can't let Lord F*ck and Geralds stomachs face the battle. Let's go too!" 

After hearing these voices, Mike immediately turned his head, and what he saw was a group of centaurs.

Not far behind them was Timus, who held the Staff of Meredith against the fireballs and desperately tried to catch up with the Centaurs.

"I'm not on the horse yet! Wait for me! I'm not on the horse yet!" Timus shouted in pain, but no one heard him.

Everyone was in a frenzy.

There was only one thought in each Centaur's mind.

Charge forward and kill the Goblins!

The horses' hooves shook the entire cave, and countless figures whistled past Mike.

"Brothers, kill!!!"

Gerald's troops had also heard the sound of the horses' hooves behind them.

At this moment, all the centaurs in the battle had their highest fighting spirit.

They let out roars, raised their hooves high, and kicked the short black figures in front of them.

The situation instantly reversed.

The pitch-black battlefield that was originally filled with the cries of the centaurs and the arrogant and strange cries of the goblins, had now reversed their roles.

Now, the arrogant and strange cries came from the centaurs.

And the crying side came from the goblins.

In addition, the other half of the centaurs led by Finnis sped up the massacre.

Finally, Timus rushed to Mike's side with a fireball and gasped for breath. "Teacher... teacher, should we go up?"

Mike looked at the battle situation in front of him, and then at Timus. He thought for a moment and said, "Um, I think we should go up and help..."

As soon as he said that, a bomb flew from the front and hit Mike.

"Teacher, be careful!" Timus immediately cried out when he saw the bomb. He wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

However, at this moment, Mike's left hand could not help but move.

Without turning his head, Mike stretched the Sword of the Kind from his waist to his back and accurately flicked at the bomb.

The bomb immediately flew back from its original arc and landed towards the goblins.

What came after was a loud sound, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood flying from the goblins' camp.

"EMMMM, looks like we don't have to help."