My Passive Skills are Invincible!

On the battlefield.

After listening to the soldiers' descriptions of the situation, Mike's face scrunched up.

After knowing that the dead elves suddenly stood up and could move even without their heads. There was only one person who could do such a thing...

The God of Death — Arthas!

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The huge black scythe moved from Ulysses Sabrina's neck to behind Arthas's back, which meant that she was temporarily out of danger.

This made Ulysses Sabrina slightly relieved.

Arthas, on the other hand, looked at Ulysses Sabrina silently. He looked at her calculative features and pondered. Logically speaking, he had helped Ulysses Sabrina once for a trade, so that the elf soldiers could be resurrected in this war. After all, this kind of thing was against the rules of nature.

In this world, there was life and there was death.

If you died, you should not be resurrected.

This was a universal rule.

However, Arthas secretly broke this rule for profit, which was a great help to the elves beyond their wildest dreams.

In Arthas's perspective, with such powerful help, the elves should be able to win this war in a crushing manner.

How could she need help from him again?

So, there were only two possibilities.

One was that Ulysses Sabrina lied. However, this could almost be ignored. How could a small creature from the lower realm lie to the God of Death? Such a clumsy lie could be easily seen through any God. This small accident could bring the elf queen from the lower realm to eternal damnation. She could not have done such a stupid thing.

Therefore, there was only one other possibility. That was, even if the elven soldiers obtained such a powerful resurrection ability, they still lost the battle. Assuming this, Arthas had some doubts. There were very few ways to stop these undead from resurrecting.

It was either from the power of light or the power of fire.

Other than that, there were almost no other possibilities. At the very least, Arthas could not think of any other possibilities.

The God of Fire, Ragnaros, was on his side. Well, Arthas at least thought so. So, the other party must have used the power of light!

Bader...

One of the three most powerful gods in the divine realm, the God of Light!

If Arthas offended this go, he would not hesitate to break the agreement and directly cut ties.

However, if it was only the people from the lower realm who used powerful light magic, then it was another matter. It was just some ants from the lower realm. Arthas could easily get rid of them.

After weighing the benefits and risks, Arthas opened his mouth.

"Did someone use the power of light?"

In Arthas's mind, Ulysses Sabrina would most likely nod and agree to his question. However, the truth was always different from what one would imagine.

She raised her head with a hesitant and puzzled expression. She frowned and said,

"Reporting to the God of Death, it's not like that.

"I saw the scene at that time. It seems that... someone used fire magic."

Fire magic?

Arthas was slightly stunned at first, then he sneered from this new information.

Ulysses Sabrina could not help but shiver.

Because of Arthas's appearance, this room had added a gloomy and cold aura that did not belong to the human world.

However, Arthas's gloomy and cold laughter made this chill even more intense. After a moment, Arthas finally opened his mouth and spoke, "How do you want me to help you?"

He knew very well that this transaction was without any risk. Based on his relationship with Ragnaros, Ragnaros would definitely not help the humans in the lower realm.

Therefore, there must be some lower realm creature on the side of the humans that used some type of fire magic.

Arthas could easily deal with such a low-level creature. He offered his help again because he wanted to gain some more benefits.

As expected, Ulysses Sabrina immediately said, "I wish to ask the great God of Death, Lord Arthas, to help me win this war.

"After all, if the elf race is destroyed, who will complete the deal with you?"

Ulysses Sabrina lowered her head and said tentatively.

The reason she said this was to let Arthas consider the previous deal. If the elven race was destroyed, all of Arthas's previous efforts would be in vain.

A dead soul could not provide Arthas with the power of faith.

Arthas sneered. His skeleton fingers gently stroked the black handle of the huge scythe. After a while, he spoke in a low voice, "Are you trying to play tricks on me?"

Hearing this, Ulysses Sabrina's pupils suddenly contracted, and her body trembled. She nervously replied, "I dare not to have such intentions with you. I just hope to ask for your help."

"Heh, the last deal was a past matter. It doesn't matter even if all of you die.

"I just wasted a little time, but you lost the lives of your entire race. I don't care at all."

Arthas said this, but in his heart, he did agree with what he just said. If he could obtain the power of faith of the entire elven race, then he could very likely surpass most of the gods and become one of the top three.

This way, he would no longer have to do things at the mercy of any other gods. He did not want to give up this huge benefit.

Everyone knew that humans were greedy.

In fact, not just humans, but the God of Death was also greedy. Only those who had dealt with him before knew of this trait.

"If you want me to help you, that's fine. But you have to know that this would be the second contract that you will make with me.

"You understand what I mean, right? Hehehe..." Arthas smiled coldly.

Ulysses Sabrina's lowered face revealed a very ugly expression. She knew that Arthas was asking her for more benefits this time. However, Ulysses Sabrina had shown all her cards on the table and had nothing else to offer anymore.

Arthas would never take a fancy to ordinary things. She had to offer something of special value to get his help.

Something of special value...

Ulysses Sabrina suddenly thought of something!

She gritted her teeth and raised her head to look at Arthas. She seemed to have made up her mind, "If you help us elven race win the war this time, I will offer you a very powerful treasure."

Even though there was no face and no skin, Arthas managed to show an expression of interest towards her. He tilted his head and looked at her.

"What treasure?"

"The Soul Stone!"