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My Passive Skills are Invincible!

"It was an era taken over by a single online game, the ""Second World."" The ""Second World"" offered a vast amount of classes and skills... Micheal, our protagonist, reincarnated back into this era and realized he had a few bugged passive skills that would put him as one of the best. [Passive skill: Damage Reduction: When you receive damage from an enemy, the damage will be reduced accordingly to the reduction percentage. Skill lasts for 10 seconds and takes 10 seconds to cooldown.] [Passive skill: Damage Reflect: When you receive damage, the damage will be reflected accordingly to the reflection percentage.] [Passive skill: Damage Multiplier: When you deal damage to an enemy, the damage you dealt will be multiplied.] [Passive skill: Sword Attack Nullifier: When you attack an enemy with a sword, the enemy will kneel in front of you and catch your blade with their bare hands.] [Passive skill: Priest: When you suffer from damage, automatically heals yourself.] [Passive skill…] [Passive skill…] ......... After reading through all his passive skills, he suddenly realized how invincible he now was. Even though he didn't possessed a single active skill, he could still triumph over everyone else with his passive skills. One day, when the ""Second World"" mysteriously merged with the real world, monsters and divine beings began to invade Earth… That was when Micheal realized that his passive skills have also given him the power to kill these divine beings…"

Ultimate Guaiguaipi · 科幻
分數不夠
346 Chs

Old John’s Second Chance at Life

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

Old John's body trembled as he looked at Mike with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He believed that the human adventurer in front of him was not joking at all.

If he refused to reveal the information he knew, the man in front of him would definitely send him to God without hesitation.

His strong desire to survive made him speak subconsciously.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything I know. Please don't hurt me!"

Mike nodded in satisfaction, motioning for Old John to answer his question.

Old John took a deep breath and said with a dim gaze,

"Actually, I was just an ordinary tavern owner, and my life was pretty decent.

"My wife was sick last month, and I ran out of ways to treat her..."

He stopped speaking at this point.

There was no other reason. It was because the tip of the umbrella that was pressed against his neck was slightly pushed forward.

A drop of blood slid down from the wound on his throat.