My Passive Skills are Invincible!

Chapter 340: The Role of the Black Robe

This voice and its appearance were extremely familiar to the two people present.

In this second world, there was only one explanation.

Death God — Arthas!

Looking at the figure that slowly appeared from the ring, Ragnaros's expression turned sour.

"Arthas, what are you doing here!? Also... how did you become like this?"

Looking at the skeleton-like Arthas in front of him, Ragnaros was stunned.

How did he turn into a low-level skeleton soldier?

What happened to his black robe?

Hearing this, Arthas was also a little embarrassed, but he still forcefully changed the topic.

"What am I doing here? Don't you know the true reason? If it wasn't for you back then, would I have had to hide in the Underworld? You despicable person who betrayed your ally!"

"Betray? Ally? Hahahaha!" Not only did Ragnaros not get angry after hearing Arthas's sentence, but he also laughed out loud, "When did I form an alliance with you? That's just your own illusion. I've never given you any promises!"

Arthas snorted coldly.

Then, Arthas spoke with more menace.

"Are you still in the mood to be complacent?

"Although I've hidden in the Underworld, I've lived very comfortably. As long as there's life in this world that continues to die, I can live forever.

"And you will die here today."

Ragnaros also snorted coldly from that remark.

"Are you planning to help him deal with me? Ridiculous!

"You want to defeat me with just a weak guy like him?

"Hehehe."

Arthas did not argue any further with Ragnaros. Instead, he turned to Mike and said with a sinister smile, "Do you still remember the black robe I gave you before? Why aren't you wearing it?"

After listening to the dramatic encounter, Mike did not expect Arthas to suddenly talk to him.

He originally thought Arthas had come to help because he was attacked by Ragnaros in the Tower of Challenges.

He did not expect him to mention the black robe out of the blue. Mike was slightly stunned, then he took out the black robe from his game bag. After taking the black robe from Arthas, Mike kept it back. He had not seen its attributes until now.

Now, he realized that this black robe was special.

[Netherworld Robe]

[Quality: Substandard artifact]

[Effect: Traceless one]

[Traceless One (god-level passive enhancement): Can change its own existence at will]

"Traceless One?"

Mike was slightly stunned.

What did it mean to be able to change its own existence at will?

Arthas was also slightly stunned when he heard Mike's words. "What Traceless One?"

"No, it's nothing. What's the use of this robe?"

Traceless One was the name the game system gave to the special functions of various items and equipment, and the NPCs did not know about these names.

However, they were very clear about the functions of the items they possessed.

"This robe is nothing special. It won't make you invincible, nor will it make you invulnerable to swords and spears.

"But at least, it can let you attack that bull-horned monster."

"Who are you calling a bull-horned monster?"

"Of course I'm talking about you, bull-horned monster, bull-horned monster!"

"You! Well… You're just a skeleton soldier!"

"Who are you calling a skeleton soldier?"

"Skeleton soldier! Skeleton soldier! Skeleton soldier! Skeleton soldier! Skeleton soldier!!!"

"..."

While the two of them were bickering, Mike had already put on his black robe. When Mike put on his black robe, the two of them actually had not finished arguing.

Unexpectedly, in this aspect, there was not much difference between the gods and humans.

Mike took this opportunity to check if there were any changes in his attributes.

However, there really was not any change at all.

Physical Defense +0

Magic Defense +0

All attribute resistances were +0

Looking at these attributes, Mike's eyes twitched twice.

One had to know that Arthas himself was a god. Even if he said that he hid in the underworld, his divinity would not disappear.

This guy could attack other gods, which meant...

Arthas had only worn this artifact as a piece of clothing!!

Mike instantly felt a slight pain in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have asked for his scythe too. At the very least, it was a weapon that could contribute to something.

Of course, this was just a thought.

It was obvious that Arthas would never hand over his scythe.

If Mike had used the scythe as a condition, the mission would not have appeared. Arthas would definitely go back on his word.

He turned his head to look at Arthas, who was still arguing with Ragnaros. He coughed twice and said, "Well, stop arguing. If you want to argue, you can do it after you harvest his soul."

Arthas shrugged and said, "After this guy dies, his soul won't be harvested, but it doesn't matter. I'm too lazy to argue with a bull head.

"Right, you took my black robe, but I can't stay naked forever.

"After it's over, you have to help me find another robe to replace it."

Mike nodded and turned to look at Ragnaros.

At this moment, Ragnaros saw the black robe worn on Mike, and fear appeared in his eyes.

He originally did not know what the robe was for, but Arthas had already made it very clear that wearing this black robe would allow him to attack the gods.

In this way, Ragnaros had no one to rely on.

Mike could attack him now!

Thinking of this, Ragnaros already had the intention to retreat. However, he could not return to the divine realm now.

This was because this was not only Mike's mission, but also Ragnaros's mission.

He had to chase Mike for 24 hours, or the other gods in the divine realm would not let him go.

When he thought of the God of Light's cold looks, he felt uncomfortable.

Compared to facing the God of Light, he was more than willing to face this adventurer any day.

However, just as he was thinking about this, Mike had already jumped up and rushed over.

"Bull head, die!"

Mike waved the Greatsword of Meredith in his hand. Then, countless sword auras flew toward Ragnaros.

Seeing this scene, Ragnaros felt his scalp go numb.

If he was attacked, he would definitely die!