My Passive Skills Are Invincible! Chapter 125
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In the dilapidated place, a group of people was happily chatting around a wooden table.
"Lord God Slayer, did you know that our gang was very powerful in the past.
"There isn't a nation on the entire continent that isn't afraid of us. Even the army would be terrified at the sound of our name!"
The bearded gang leader, Anderson, was drunk and bragging about the past of the organization.
The other bandits seemed to have gotten used to their boss's appearance and were unbothered by him.
They were all applauding the little tree spirit Stone.
Yes, Stone was completely drunk now and was on the table dancing with a glass of wine.
It was hard to imagine what a drunk and blushing tree spirit would look like.
The bark of the tree had turned purple.
Mike looked at the mess and felt helpless.
He did not know how things had turned out this way.
He had only planned to drink a glass of alcohol and leave, what he did not expect was to sit for an hour.
Thinking of this, he looked at the picture on the wall again.
The flaming knife and the gold coin.
Sure enough, Mike must have seen this picture before, but he really could not remember when and where he had seen it.
At this time, the bearded bandit leader Anderson noticed Mike's line of sight.
He followed Mike's line of sight and looked at the wall. Then, he grinned and revealed a proud look.
"Do you recognize this pattern? No wonder. After all, this is the symbol of our Fire Blade Gang."
Hearing this, Mike was slightly stunned.
Fire Blade Gang?
Mike had an impression of this name!
However, he could not remember the specific matter. He needed Anderson to keep sharing for him to trigger his memory.
In fact, Anderson did not need him to ask anything. He just continued on sharing.
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"Ever since a long, long time ago, the Fire Blade Gang was already a very powerful force on the continent.
"It's said that our seniors had been constantly torturing and killing people on this continent. They were simply the villains among villains.
"At that time, the continent even started an era of great bandits because of our Fire Blade Gang."
When Anderson said these words, there was no shame on his face. He even felt very proud.
When Mike heard this, he found it ridiculous.
The era of the great bandits?
Why did this word sound so... hard to accept?
However, Mike did not interrupt him. Instead, he listened quietly.
He needed to know more.
When Anderson said this, he put on a rather pretentious and mysterious smile. Then, in a pretentious and mysterious manner, he used his hand to cover his mouth. Finally, he said in a pretentious and mysterious tone,
"It is said that our Fire Blade Gang had once accumulated wealth that could rival a nation. Moreover, all of it was hidden somewhere in this world.
"The previous leader told me this before he died.
"Treasure, power, honor... everything was placed there by the founder of the era of the great bandits.
"Go and find it. As long as you find that treasure, you can get everything!"
Although he was acting very mysterious, as if it was a secret that he could not tell others.
Though his voice was not soft at all.
All the underlings heard it!
They complained excitedly.
"Boss, you never mentioned this!"
Anderson smiled smugly and said.
"This is the top secret of our Fire Blade Gang. How can I let you know?
"If not for God Slayer's presence, I wouldn't have said it."
He looked at Mike proudly, as if he had just told a big secret.
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Mike, on the other hand, was completely speechless.
Wasn't this a scene from OnePiece?!
He reached out and rubbed his swollen temple.
He felt that this Second World game was too ridiculous.
Mike looked at the picture on the wall again.
A flaming knife and gold coins.
He listened to Anderson's bragging.
For example.
They once robbed a small country's treasure house.
Once, they defeated a country's army.
These all came out of his mouth.
It seemed that Anderson had nothing new to say.
Mike sighed in his heart.
It did not seem as if he would have any gains this time. He failed to remember the related matter after all.
After all, what Anderson said was too long ago. At that time, Mike had not entered Second World, so it was normal for him to not know.
However, when Anderson came to the last part of his bragging, Mike suddenly looked at Anderson.
"Let me tell you one more thing. When you hear it, don't be so surprised and dislocate your jaw.
"It's said that our Fire Blade Gang even snatched a dragon egg in the past!"
All the underlings had already started listening seriously, including little tree spirit Stone.
When they heard this, they all let out gasps of surprise.
"Oh my god, is it really a dragon egg?"
"This is simply too unbelievable!"
"Yeah, yeah, it's too unbelievable."
The bandits and Stone were discussing.
Meanwhile, Mike looked at Anderson in surprise because he remembered something.
In his previous life, he seemed to have heard of some legends.
According to the timeline, it was an incidence that would happen three years from now.
A dragon's roar came from somewhere in Second World's big region, startling all the players and NPCs.
A dragon meant power.
In Second World, power meant extremely high benefits!
All the large guilds immediately mobilized their subordinates to begin the search.
Finally, they found a hidden door in the Vollu Mountain.
The dragon's roar came from inside a door!
There was a very large pattern on the door of the cave.
Furthermore, this pattern was the same as the Fire Blade Gang's totem!
A knife with flames and gold coins!
Thinking of this, Mike squinted his eyes and sneaked a glance at Anderson's waist.
There was a token hanging there.
On it was also the symbol of the Fire Blade Gang.
Mike thought of something again.
At that time, the big guilds had thought of countless ways, but they could not open the door of the cave.
Regardless of the usage of force or magic, it was completely useless.
There seemed to be a very, very powerful enchantment on the door.
Also, in the middle of the door, there was a small groove.
It was the shape of a token.
Everyone came to a conclusion.
This door had to be opened by a special token.
Moreover, the token on Anderson's waist seemed to be the key to open the door!
Mike finally remembered everything at this moment.
As long as he obtained this token, he would definitely be able to obtain a huge harvest!
For example... a dragon egg!
He could not help but think in his heart, how should he obtain the token on Anderson's waist.
However, in the next moment, a completely unexpected scene appeared.
Anderson actually took down the token on his waist, directly handed it over with both hands, and gave it to Mike.
"Please take over the Fire Blade Gang, Master God Slayer.
"Only you can bring the Fire Blade Gang back to glory!"
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