My Passive Skills are Invincible!

What Ragnaros did not know was that all the players and NPCs in Malt City, including the City Lord, had already left the city to escape for their lives.

To them, no matter where God Slayer went, it would have become a forbidden area.

If they wanted to live, they had to hide far away from wherever he decides to head towards!

Looking at the figures that slowly approached above Malt City from afar, these people who managed to run away all let out a sigh of relief.

This was great, they have successfully saved their lives!

The relationship between NPCs and adventurers had always been very delicate. Neither party never fully understood each other, and they acted wantonly around each other. Sometimes, it was the adventurers who did not even care about their own lives. For these crazy people, the NPCs would all want to stay away.

However, there were moments where these adventurers were very useful to them. Sometimes one would just need to find an adventurer and promise a little benefit, then these adventurers could help you accomplish anything!

To have such a push and pull, the NPCs naturally loved and hated them very much. The worse part was that these NPCs who were City Lords actually looked down on adventurers.

Fortunately, this time was different.

When the matter of Mike making his way to this city had spread widely in the Forum, the NPCs still did not know about it.

NPCs had their own lives to live and did not know about the existence of the Forum at all. However, at such a critical moment, some players had to warn the NPC who had a mission with them in order to prevent them from dying.

If only one adventurer said it, then no one would believe it. However, if everyone said it, then they had to believe it.

After all, the NPCs also knew very well that most adventurers would not deliberately offend them.

If only one adventurer said this, then it could be that the adventurer was special, playing a prank, or making a character posted by some NPCs.

This time, however, all the adventurers had spoken up about it, therefore the NPC thought that it must be true.

No matter what they said, if they chose to believe it or not, the outcome would still be the same, Mike would still make his way here.

Although this matter was very strange — an adventurer and the Death God was chasing after the Fire God. It was not strange enough for the adventurers as they have witnessed weirder things on a normal Monday.

Soon, the news spread among the NPCs.

The news spread like wildfire and managed to reach the City Lord. The NPCs who could become the City Lord naturally would fear for their lives and their status.

Seeing that almost all the adventurers in Malt City had run away, the City Lord immediately believed this matter. He ordered all the residents and soldiers of Malt City to leave the city and flee.

Not long after, he witnessed the authenticity of this news with his own eyes — what the adventurers said had indeed happened.

Therefore, he now had a much better impression of these adventurers. If it were not for them, he would probably have died.

Streams of powerful sword aura kept flying out from the sky above Malt City, and the entire city seemed to have been stirred up into a mess.

The City Lord of Malt City looked at these adventurers and asked with a bitter face, “Excuse me… when can we go back?”

When the players heard this question, they too discussed it with each other and finally came to a conclusion.

“When they’re satisfied, they’ll probably leave.”

“…”

What kind of answer was this?

What did the players mean when they said to wait till they are satisfied???

If they wanted to fight, why can’t they just fight somewhere else?!!!

The City Lord of Malt City felt like his heart was about to be torn into pieces. Watching the attacks, Malt City would have to spend a lot of money to be rebuilt.

What made him the most upset was not that he could not find someone to take responsibility for this matter. The key problem was that even if he could find the culprit, he would not dare to ask for compensation.

How could he afford to offend an adventurer who dared to chase after a god?

At this time, Ragnaros had already entered the empty Malt City. Although no one in Malt City could be used as a distraction, the streets and alleys could still be utilized. As long as he entered, it would be difficult for that hateful human and skeleton soldier to chase after him.

For Ragnaros, it felt like a foolproof plan. However, when Mike saw that there was no one in Malt City, he became bolder. He really did not want to accidentally hurt the players and the NPCs. Previously, he launched an attack in the City of Light mainly because the terrain there was relatively spacious, so the people on the ground could easily be evacuated.

If they were in the alleyway of the residential area, Mike would have hesitated before attacking.

However, it was different now. There was no one in the entire Malt City. Whether it was the players or NPCs, they had all disappeared.

Under such circumstances, if Mike still did not attack, he would be a little foolish.

Seeing that Ragnaros seemed to have grabbed onto a life-saving straw as he ran into the alleyway of the residential area, Mike grinned and raised the Sword of the King in his hand to launch a fierce attack on the residential area below.

“Thousand Shadowed Slashes!”

In an instant, countless sword auras shot directly at Malt City. Suddenly, gravel flew everywhere and dust filled the sky. The entire Malt City was directly turned into ruins under a round of attacks.

“You really are a f*cking lunatic!”

After Ragnaros cursed angrily, he flew out from the dust.

Even a God would not dare destroy the city so carelessly like this!

However, Mike did.

Gods dared not to destroy a city because they were afraid that it would affect the power of faith from their people. After all, if these ants in the lower realm saw a god’s evil deeds, they might not believe in this god anymore.

However, Mike did not need to worry about any of those.

It was just destroying a city.

At most, he could compensate with money. What was money to him? Nothing!

Seeing Ragnaros fly out of the dust, Mike laughed and chased after him. The sword in his hand kept waving, and he chased after him with streaks of many sword auras.

The City Lord of Malt City watched the city turn into ruins from afar. From that one attack, he rolled his eyes and immediately fainted.

It was over. It was all over now.

Of all the places to be, it had to be in Malt City?!

He would not be able to continue being the City Lord knowing that this happened.

When the NPCs saw that their homes had been destroyed, they also collapsed weakly on the ground. There were even many women and children who cried on the spot.

When the adventurers saw this scene, they all stared with their eyes wide open.

“The f*ck, is that God Slayer?”

“This is too awesome. He can destroy a city with just one casual move? When did he become so strong?”

“You want to compete with God Slayer? He is my idol!”

“They’re heading to the troll’s territory, aren’t they? F*ck, let’s go and take a look. I don’t want to miss this.”

“Yeah, that was such a spectacular scene. If we miss it, we won’t be able to see it again.”

“Let’s go, let’s go. Hey you, send a message to your troll friends and tell them to run for their lives.”

The players seemed to be more and more excited as the matter got bigger. They all happily chased after Mike, looking forward to seeing such a thrilling scene again.

Meanwhile, the native dwarves were all dumbfounded on the spot.

What was there to be excited about???

It was true when they said that the adventurers were all crazy!