My Passive Skills are Invincible!

Looking at the large group of dwarven players in front of him, Mike fell silent again, completely silent.

I have prepared myself once again to fight and you just asked me if you could join the human camp again?

Do you want to fight or not?

Although Mike was speechless, the soldiers and human players watching the scene from the city wall were extremely excited.

What was strength?

What was dominance?

What was intimidation?

What was winning without fighting?

This was the true power of God Slayer!

Only God Slayer could do such a thing!

Every human player was filled with pride and joy. In this war, the benefits of joining the elf faction in defeating the human faction were much higher.

Those who were lucky could even obtain the elven noble title.

However, there were still a large number of other players who chose to join the human faction.

The reason was simple — it was because the enemies of God Slayer felt that they had no chance of winning!

Below the city wall, the troll players had already arrived inside the City of Light.

There were about 15,000 people in this city, slightly more than the troll players had in their own city.

Suddenly, the originally hostile City of Light became lively. Many dwarven players surrounded Mike and discussed with excitement.

"God Slayer, you must win this battle!"

"If I could change my race, I would have joined the human race."

"That's right. If I knew the human race had such a powerful leader, no one would've chosen the dwarves!"

"God Slayer, you're really awesome!"

Hearing the dwarves' inflate his ego, Mike's ears only felt itchier and itchier.

'When will I have the chance to use that move!! It was clearly such a cool move. If I can't use it in front of others, wouldn't it be a waste?' This was all Mike could think about.

In fact, if it was just for practicality, Mike could conceal this secret skill. He should reply on his other skills first before using this one. However, this move was too cool and all he wanted to do was show it off to others.

In reality, Mike wanted to show off his new skills before modifying them into something cooler, so that in the future everyone would be even more amazed.

Mike prayed in his heart that enemies would soon come for him so that he could perform his amazing skill.

"Commander, a large number of lizard players have appeared in front! From the equipment, they don't look like soldiers, they should be adventurers!"

Hearing this, the dwarven players immediately became excited.

They drew their weapons and got ready for battle.

After all, this was the First Battle of the game. If they could win the first battle, they would be very proud.

As for the lizard players' combat strength… they could only breathe underwater.

They had no advantage in land battles.

Who would be afraid of a group of green lizards with tails?

Although they did not know why the troll players were not preparing for battle, the dwarven players did not care.

The truth was that the troll players were afraid, but we dwarven players were not!

Many dwarven players even held their flintlocks with both hands, ready to fire.

However, at this moment, Mike spoke again.

"Dwarven people, please, follow the troll people and just stand behind me."

The dwarven players were stunned when they heard this.

What did he mean?

Why did God Slayer not allow us to fight?

Could it be that he rejected us from joining the human camp?

Seeing the Dwarven players' dumbfounded expressions, the troll players behind Mike revealed a knowing smile.

"Watch carefully. It's time for the God Slayer's amazing performance!"

"I heard that the God Slayer was going to use a very powerful skill. Watch and learn!"

"No way, no way. Don't tell me that you all would need to fight with God Slayer to win?"

"???"

"What do you mean?"

"What happened to the war?"

"Are we just spectators now?"

Although the dwarven players were puzzled, they still did as they were told. After all, no one wanted to offend a top boss like God Slayer.

In front of them, a large group of lizard players were running toward the City of Light.

Each of the lizard players had a cold glint in their eyes.

It looked like they were about to launch an all-out assault.

On the other hand, in the City of Light… The city walls were being quickly filled with spectators.

Originally, there were only soldiers and players that stood on the city walls.

However, now, even some of the civilian NPCs in the city had run over.

It was unknown as to who had leaked the news and told the entire City of Light that God Slayer was going to display his true strength outside the city walls.

Such a grand occasion was probably a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Most of the people who experienced the true strength of God Slayer had never survived to tell the tale as they all died on the spot.

Therefore, now was probably the only chance to take a look.

The already crowded city wall suddenly became even more crowded, and the area below the city wall was not much better.

Originally, when only the troll players were watching from behind Mike, it was not particularly crowded. However, with the addition of the dwarf players, the open space outside the city wall seemed much narrower.

There were even many people fighting for the front row seats. After all, they would be able t see much more if they stood in front.

While everyone was fighting for the best view, most of their attention still lay on God Slayer in front.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated as they were afraid of missing any details.

The ultimate skill of the strongest player in the new server must not be missed!

At this moment, Mike stood calmly on the spot.

His entire body exuded the aura of an expert.

There was a weapon hanging on his waist.

It was the Sword of the King.

From the exquisite carvings on the scabbard, it could be seen that this weapon was definitely not an ordinary one.

On Mike's back, there was a huge sword.

This was the Greatsword of Meredith.

Compared to the magnificence and exquisiteness of the Sword of King, the Greatsword of Meredith was much simpler.

There were almost no unnecessary decorations.

There was only a wide and sharp blade that seemed to be able to tear through everything!

Mike raised his right hand and gently held the hilt of the Greatsword of Meredith.

In an instant, his body emitted a fierce aura.

This aura seemed to stir up the surrounding air, and even the dust around Mike's feet seemed to be blown away.

Witnessing this scene, the players behind them swallowed their saliva in anticipation.

Was this the strongest player on the server?

He had not even made a move yet, but he already had such a strong sense of oppression.

This kind of strength was something that no one would be able to achieve in a lifetime!

The lizard players in the distance were getting closer and closer. Mike's right hand was holding the hilt of his sword tighter and tighter as he watched them.

When the distance between the group of people and Mike shortened to a certain extent, Mike suddenly opened his eyes.

"Look carefully, this move is called..."

"Are those players from the human camp in front? We're here to join you!"

A shout came from the lizard players in the distance. Although this shout was not particularly loud, it was enough to reach everyone's ears.

Many players revealed regretful expressions.

So it was one of their own again!

Unfortunately, they could not bear witness to God Slayer's ultimate move, yet again. 

However, after a moment of silence, Mike continued to speak.

"Look carefully, this move is called... the Thousand Shadowed Shales!"

Hearing this, the players behind Mike were all stunned.

"Hey, hey, hey, they're here to join the human camp!!"

"Did you pretend not to hear what they said so you could show off your move?!"