My Passive Skills are Invincible!

Another sword strike came and Ragnaros subconsciously raised his left hand to parry the attack.

However, an unbelievable scene appeared.

Timus's sword actually directly cut off one of Ragnaros's arms.

A piercing pain came from his arm, making Ragnaros roar crazily.

On the other hand, Timus was getting stronger as he fought, as though he had endless strength in his body.

At this rate, Timus might really be able to kill Ragnaros!

God slayer!!!

Mike, who had been watching the battle from the side, was completely shocked.

This Timus in front of him was only 18 years old!

An 18-year-old native, who had only borrowed a legendary weapon, was actually going to kill a god.

This was completely different from the previous two times when Mike had killed a god in the game.

One had to know that it was very difficult for natives to improve their strength.

However, Timus was actually so powerful!

He was a well-deserved genius!

While he was in a daze, Ragnaros suddenly let out a loud roar.

The hot air that was powerful enough to almost blow Mike away suddenly erupted from Ragnaros's body, blowing in all directions.

This strong wind not only made Mike almost lose his balance but also slowed down Timus's attack speed.

Timus gritted his teeth and swung his sword desperately, but each strike was like carrying a mountain on his arms. He could not move at all.

Ragnaros, on the other hand, finally managed a breath of air.

A ferocious sneer appeared on his face. Suddenly, dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Mike was shocked.

He had once seen this scene in the game!

That time, Ragnaros had directly increased the strength of his divine sense clone to 50%!

What about this time?

The dark clouds quickly gathered. In an instant, they seemed to cover the sky and the sun, blanketing the entire sky.

Just as the earth darkened, a huge flame appeared in the center of the dark clouds just like the last time.

The flame burned more and more fiercely, crazily swallowing the dark clouds. Countless lava-like heat currents kept surging in the flame.

Timus looked at the scene in the sky and frowned. He gritted his teeth and continued to attack, but his speed had been greatly slowed down.

Ragnaros could easily dodge Timus's attack!

Just as the flames in the sky reached their highest point, a pillar of fire crashed down from the sky and landed accurately on Ragnaros.

This time, an even more powerful heat flow emerged. The powerful impact immediately pushed Mike and Timus dozens of meters away.

The entire Volk Plain was ignited by the fire.

The grassland, which was so wide that the ends were not visible, was now a sea of fire.

Countless weeds taller than people were burned into ashes almost instantly, leaving only the roots of the grass that were still burning.

All kinds of trees were even completely burned into charcoal!

The entire grassland was burned into a plain in just a breath's time!

Not a single blade of grass existed!

Mike and Timus struggled to get up from the ground, enduring the extremely high temperature around them as they looked at the towering pillar of fire.

A figure slowly walked out from the pillar of fire.

His body had become incomparably tall. His arm had already completely recovered. The ox horn on his forehead seemed capable of piercing through the sky.

"I am the God of Fire — Ragnaros!"

A roar loud enough to pierce through one's eardrums was heard. The land trembled non-stop. It was extremely difficult to stand firmly on the ground.

Timus looked at the mountain-sized Ragnaros in front of him, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

He had always been a genius in the eyes of the world, and he learned all kinds of combat techniques very quickly.

He had always felt that there was no reason why humans could not surpass gods.

However, this time, he realized that he was wrong.

There was an unpleasant gap between man and God.

Just as he was losing his mind, Ragnaros suddenly raised his left hand.

A pillar of fire rushed over without warning and smashed toward Timus.

Timus was shocked and quickly raised the weapon in his hand to parry.

Though this time, he made a mistake.

He should have used the Sword of Meredith in the form of an umbrella or a shield to block the attack.

However, his battle habits had caused him to subconsciously raise the iron greatsword in his right hand.

All of this was caused by the hint of fear he showed just now which caused him to lose his calm judgments.

The pillar of fire struck the greatsword and immediately enveloped Timus.

At this moment, Timus was like a delicate sapling that was completely submerged in flames.

Mike, who was standing at the side, was completely speechless. The intense heat caused his face to turn red.

Sweat kept coming out of his pores and evaporating.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in an extremely hot oven.

He was just standing there, but he felt very uncomfortable.

If Timus was directly submerged in the flames, wouldn't he die on the spot?

In the next moment, the dark clouds in the sky had completely dispersed.

The pillar of fire shot out by Ragnaros gradually dissipated.

Timus's figure finally appeared from the pillar of fire.

The moment Mike saw Timus, his entire body trembled.

At this moment, the iron sword in Timus's hand had been completely burned into a bright red color.

The skin all over his body had been charred, and faint green smoke was rising from it.

He swayed on the spot and looked as if he was about to fall.

However, in the next moment, he stabbed the iron sword in his hand into the ground to barely support his body.

Timus slowly opened his eyes and panted heavily.

Every time he panted, an entire piece of burnt skin on his face would fall off.

Anyone could see that Timus was on his last breath. It was almost impossible for him to continue fighting.

However, Ragnaros was in a very good condition.

He had already increased the strength of his divine sense clone.

Ragnaros glanced at Mike who was standing at the side, unable to move. Hence, he did not take Mike to heart.

He walked toward Timus step by step, continuously mocking him.

"Timus, you're too arrogant!

"Do you think that an ordinary mortal like you can go against a God?

"I know. You don't remember anything.

"A mortal's life is always very short."

"But even if you don't remember, I, Ragnaros, will kill you a thousand times. Only then can I vent the anger in my heart!

"After all, I only need to move a finger to kill you! hahahahahaha!"

As he said this, he had already walked in front of Timus and shrunk his body to the size of a human.

He stretched out a hand and slowly aimed at Timus's heart, ready to stab in at any time and take Timus's life away.

Timus, however, had been looking at Mike the whole time.

"Teacher..." Timus's vocal cords could no longer make a sound.

However, his mouth was clearly seen by Mike.

Mike looked at the charred Timus and Ragnaros who was about to kill Timus. Finally, he gritted his teeth and raised the weapon in his hand.

Sword of the King!