My Passive Skills are Invincible!

Facing the dozens of Dwarf killers around him, Mike smiled and walked forward.

This behavior immediately attracted their attention.

"Kid, I advise you to mind your own business!"

One of the Dwarfs raised the hammer in his hand and pointed it at Mike.

However, Mike remained unmoved and quietly walked toward him.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

The other Dwarf raised the musket in his hand and aimed at Mike. Without saying anything, he directly pulled the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet flew toward Mike along with scattered gunpowder.

Mike seemed to be unprepared, but he suddenly raised his left hand just as the bullet was about to hit him.

There was a crisp sound.

The bullet was blocked by the Umbrella of Meredith in Mike's hand.

This scene fell into the eyes of the Dwarf killers and immediately made the vigilance in their hearts become stronger.

The Dwarf who questioned the tavern owner before shouted fiercely,

"Brothers, go, kill this human first!"

These words made the other Dwarfs find their determination. After everyone received the order, they immediately took action and surrounded Mike.

Except for John, the tavern owner.

A hesitant look was on his face as he could not make up his min.

However, the Dwarf beside him glared at him fiercely.

"Do you want to betray the organization?"

Hearing this, a hint of pain appeared on Old John's face.

Then, the pain on his face turned into despair. The hand holding the weapon tightened a little, and he eventually helplessly took a step forward.

Just as he took a step forward, a figure suddenly flew over. Along with the blood that spilled along the way, it whistled past Old John.

Old John was slightly shocked and turned his head.

It was a companion who tagged along on this trip.

His companion's head had already disappeared and his fat body fell to the ground, twitching.

Old John and the Dwarfs beside him were shocked. When they turned to look at Mike, there were only corpses on the ground.

"What's going on? What happened?!"

The Dwarf screamed in fear.

The human adventurer had completely disappeared from his sight.

Now, he could only see the corpses on the ground and Lilia, who was also shocked.

"Where is he? Where is he?!"

The Dwarf killer was puzzled. He looked left and right, trying to locate Mike.

Suddenly, a creepy sentence came from behind him.

"Are you looking for me?"

The Dwarf killer's body trembled, and all the muscles in his body tightened.

He turned around as fast as he could, and at the same time, he swung his knife behind him.

Ding!

The blade in the Dwarf killer's hand was blocked by an umbrella.

There was a huge rebounding force from the umbrella. The Dwarf killer felt as if his arm was about to break.

The face that appeared in front of him was still smiling calmly.

"You attacked me," Mike said with a smile. Then he raised his right hand and swung it down.

There was nothing in Mike's hand at the moment.

This made the Dwarf killer slightly stunned, even though he was only stunned for about 0.1 seconds.

However, the moment Mike's hand swung down, a very gorgeous long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Chi.

The long sword directly split the Dwarf killer into two, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound.

Meanwhile, Mike calmly held up the Umbrella of Meredith in his left hand, blocking the blood that was spewing at him.

Throughout the whole process, Mike was calm and unhurried. He was completely at ease.

His body was not even stained with a single drop of blood.

When the corpse of the Dwarf killer fell and the blood flowed to the ground. Only then did Mike put away the weapon in his hand. He turned to look at the owner of the tavern, John.

Old John trembled and immediately knelt on the ground.

"I'm sorry, please spare my life. I just joined this organization and haven't killed anyone yet! Please forgive me, I'll never do this again in the future."

Old John wanted to hug Mike's legs and beg for mercy, but his hands were stained with the blood from the Dwarf killer, so he did not dare to do so.

He was afraid that the blood on his hands would stain Mike's body and upset him.

Stone jumped down from Mike's shoulder at this time and looked at the long-bearded Dwarf boss, who was about the same height as him since he was kneeling, and he could not help but say,

"Good friend, let's forgive him."

This sentence was obviously directed to Mike.

Stone still remembered how generous the boss was when he was in the tavern. They even agreed to have another drink.

Stone could not bear it.

However, Lilia's voice came from not far away.

"No, we can't let him go!"

Stone and Mike turned their heads at the same time.

Lilia walked over with a sullen expression. She raised her bow and arrow and was about to shoot Old John to death.

Old John was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. He could not utter a word. His face was full of despair.

Meanwhile, Mike immediately stood between Old John and Lilia and said coldly,

"I'm sorry, you might have misunderstood something.

"It's up to me to decide if he'll be freed or not.

"It's not up to you!"

Lilia looked at Mike, her pretty face filled with anger.

These people wanted to kill her just now. How could she let this guy go?

However, she had to admit that what Mike said was right.

In terms of strength and the fact that Mike was helping Lilia with her request, this matter was indeed decided by Mike.

Lilia had no ability to change Mike's mind.

Finally, Lilia had no choice but to lower her left hand, and the bow and arrow in her left hand disappeared.

Mike nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Old John.

Old John looked at Mike with a complicated expression.

There was fear and gratitude.

Gratitude was because Mike had just saved his life.

Fear was because of Mike's strength.

He had only been in a daze for a moment, and a dozen of his companions had all lost their lives.

He was not even aware of the process.

He only knew that he could not afford to provoke this human in front of him.

If he wanted to live, he could only cooperate well.

Mike looked at Old John and asked a few questions in an extremely calm tone.

"What organization are you from?

"Why are you here?

"Who is your superior?"

When he heard these questions, Old John's face revealed a pained expression, as if he had some difficulties.

However, Mike would not waste his patience on an assassin. He only spared Old John's life because of Stone's plea and to obtain information.

If Old John did not cooperate, he would directly take action.

Therefore, he took out the Umbrella of Meredith and placed it on Old John's neck.

"If you don't say it now, you will never have the chance to speak."