My Passive Skills are Invincible!

The City of Light's West gate.

Mike walked out of the city gate with a smile on his face. He looked completely defenseless.

However, he was very clear that someone was secretly following him.

As a 30-year-old player, it was not difficult for him to notice the person.

Even if someone was following him, he still walked out of the city as if nothing had happened.

After walking for a while, a group of people suddenly appeared around Mike and surrounded him.

Mike smiled and glanced at them. They were all level 15.

"One, two, three, four... fourteen, fifteen."

Mike stretched out his hand and counted the number of people around him one by one.

15 people.

"Excuse me, why are you looking for me?"

Mike still maintained a calm smile, as if he was not flustered at all.

The leading sharpshooter named Cold Shot sneered and said, "Someone wants you dead."

"Oh?" The smile on Mike's face was still present. He gently pulled out his long sword and held it in his left hand.

"In that case, what are you guys waiting for?"

Seeing this scene, the dozen or so people did not attack immediately.

On one hand, they had to wait for their boss, Cold Shot, to give the order.

On the other hand, Mike's reaction was too calm.

It was as if he was not afraid of them at all.

After all, they had a total of 15 people!

One against 15, how could he be so calm?

Cold Shot glanced at Mike and said in a low voice, "If you are willing to give us 10,000 federation coins, I will let you go. How about it?"

Mike smiled and said sarcastically, "You're assassins? Aren't you guys too unprofessional? You're actually willing to betray your employer for money."

Cold Shot did not seem to mind Mike's sarcasm. He shrugged and said, "It's all about making money. We will listen to whoever pays us."

The smile on Mike's face still remained. He asked indifferently, "So, you're blackmailing me now?"

"No, no, no. Rather than blackmailing, we're cooperating." Cold Shot smiled. There was a hint of greed and confidence in his smile. "If you're willing to pay me an additional 10,000 federation coins, we can also kill the person who had ordered us to kill you."

At this point, he paused and added, "We will defeat him until he's back to level 1!"

Hearing this, Mike revealed a look of surprise. He clapped his hands and said, "That sounds pretty good."

Being killed in Second World would deduct experience points.

Normally, ten deaths would result in losing one level.

If the player was level 10, it meant that these people would have to kill him 100 times!

10,000 federation coins was not expensive, but...

"But I'm sorry, there's no need. If you want to make a move, hurry up. If you don't, I'll leave." Mike clapped his hands and said suddenly.

At this moment, the smile on Cold Shot's face stiffened.

He had expected God Slayer to pay and not for their conversation to have ended so abruptly.

Cold Shot's expression gradually turned ugly. He snorted coldly and said, "Don't tell me you think you can deal with 15 of us at the same time!"

This was already a blatant threat.

However, Mike still maintained his calm appearance and smiled. "Why don't you try?"

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

Blue veins popped out on Cold Shot's forehead. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words. "Kill, kill him!"

After he gave the order, the surrounding ten people rushed toward Mike at the same time.

Among the other people, two mages and Cold Shot were responsible for long-range attacks. One priest was responsible for healing, and another Knight was responsible for protecting the priest.

Leaving a knight to protect the priest was a very normal arrangement.

Under normal circumstances, in a battle, they would definitely attack the priest first.

That was exactly what Mike did.

Without saying anything, he immediately rushed toward Cold Shot and the others.

Between them were two front liners, a swordsman and a fighter.

Naturally, the two of them would not easily let Mike go and proceeded to attack Mike one after another.

However...

Ding! Ding!

The poisonous sword in Mike's hand rose and blocked both of their attacks. At the same time, two numbers appeared above his head.

[-0]

[-0]

Meanwhile, the fighter and swordsman had lost a large chunk of their HP.

Seeing this scene, the two of them were stunned.

Mike took advantage of the moment and slipped through them, charging towards the five players behind Cold Shot.

"Quick, quickly block him! Mages, quickly attack him!" Cold Shot shouted as he fired a shot at Mike.

Ding!

The bullet was blocked by Mike, but it still did not cause any damage.

Soon, the two mages' magic attacks arrived.

A fireball and a frost arrow.

One of them was a fire mage and the other was an ice mage.

Both of these magic attacks hit Mike.

However, the damage was very low.

[-25] [-20]

In the early stages, the players' magic resistance was relatively low, hence the damage dealt by mages was usually much higher than the physical class.

Speaking of which, these two attacks were the first time that these assassins had dealt damage to Mike.

Cold Shot was delighted and said excitedly, "That's the way, kill him!"

Though in the next moment, Mike had already rushed over.

The knight raised the shield in his left hand nervously as he tried to protect the priest behind him.

However, in the next second, he was stunned.

Because Mike had no intention of attacking the priest.

His target from beginning to end was... the two mages!