<h4>Chapter 158: Cleaning up the Ragnaros Cult, the Elven Mission</h4>


    Lilia looked at the chaotic scene in front of her and waspletely stunned.


    She simply could not understand why a battle would break out in the city.


    Regardless, a deemed to be logically impossible thing appeared right before her eyes.


    Furthermore, what was even more iprehensible to her was.


    In such arge-scale siege, the human adventurer yer called God yer actually did not die!


    No, not only did he not die…


    He seemed to bepletely unharmed!


    How on earth did he do it?


    The doubts in Lilia’s heart grew stronger, and she decided to watch the battle from a distance.


    At this time, the attack from the building had stopped, and the next round of attack seemed to be on standby.


    Mike was still standing there.


    He did not want to increase his bounty likest time, it would only be a loss for him.


    So he decided to just stand there and take the hit first.


    When all the followers of the Ragnaros Cult had attacked him, only then would he fight back.


    At this time, some of the melee NPCs of the Ragnaros Cult had already charged at Mike.


    They waved their weapons or fists and attacked Mike without hesitation.


    In their eyes, Mike was the biggest enemy of the Ragnaros Cult.


    As long as they meet each other, they would attack without any hesitation.


    However, after a round of attacks, their enemy survived the attack.


    On the other hand, they were injured by their own attacks. They felt as if their attacks hadnded on an imprable mountain.


    God yer, who was before them received no damage at all. Every attack was blocked by the umbre in the hands of God yer.


    However, they themselves were injured by the rebound of the attacks.


    Though this small difficulty would not make them yield.


    They continued to attack God yer without hesitation.


    Gradually, one melee ss after another fell.


    When their bodies could no longer withstand the rebound, their lives came to an end.


    From the yers’ point of view, their health points had fallen to zero.


    When all the melee yers fell, Mike finally moved.


    He slowly walked toward the temple in front of him.


    Countless fireballs, bullets, and arrows rained down on Mike like a storm.


    Mike, on the other hand, was not affected at all. He just walked forward, facing the attacks.


    This scene fell into Lilia’s eyes, who was far away on the street corner. She was greatly shocked.


    “Who is this adventurer? Why is he so powerful?!”


    Although the name, God yer, had been known by all the human NPCs, the Elven NPCs still did not know much about him.


    Lilia even began to hesitate to talk to God yer — because he seemed to be someone she could not afford to offend.


    Once she offended him, it was very likely that she would bring disaster upon herself.


    Looking at the corpses piled up on the street, these guys’ ending was the best example.


    While Lilia was thinking, the Fire God Temple in front had copsed.


    In the ruins, the divine fire on the altar of the Fire God was on the verge of copsing.


    A gust of wind blew, and the fire was extinguished.


    The entire ruins were littered with corpses, and only a figure stood among the ruins.


    His name was God yer.


    “The next city is… Malt City?”


    Mike nced at the map and decided on the next target of attack.


    As long as the Fire God Temple in Malt City was wiped out, the followers of the Fire God Temple wouldpletely disappear from the Dwarfs’ territory.


    Then, he could consider going to the territory of the trolls to kill the Fire God believers.


    If he kept his schedule tight, he might be able to finish all of them in a day.


    As he was thinking, a strange female voice came from behind him.


    “You… Hello.”


    Mike turned around and looked. It was a beautiful native girl of the Elf race. She was also what the yers called an NPC.


    “What’s the matter?” Mike did not have an affinity with the Elf race. This was his first time meeting this woman called Lilia, so he was rtively friendly.


    “I would like to ask, what quality is the bracelet you just forged?”


    Lilia asked carefully, but it made Mike feel a little dissatisfied.


    “I’m sorry, I’ve already withdrawn from the forgingpetition, so this is my personal matter. I don’t want to tell you,” Mike answered directly.


    If it was unnecessary, Mike would not let more people know about the substandard divine artifact.


    Because this was also one of his trump cards.


    Think about it. Although the possibility was very low, what if Mike was in danger in the future?


    This substandard divine artifact could help him escape danger. It could immediately take Mike back to a ce that he had been to before.


    If it was an artifact, it would be even more powerful. For example, he could instantly travel to ces that he had not been to before.


    Of course, substandard artifacts were not bad. Mike really liked this bracelet.


    Hearing Mike’s words, Lilia seemed to realize that she was being rude. She immediately waved her hand and said,


    “No, no, no, you misunderstood. I’m not trying to get information about you.


    “I’m just looking for a master cksmith and I want tomission a mission.


    “I saw that you’re a human adventurer… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. I just meant that under normal circumstances, the Dwarfs would be better at forging.


    “And as a human adventurer, you actually participated in the forgingpetition. Perhaps you have some unique forging methods.


    “Moreover, this has been shown in the forging process you showed in thepetition just now. This is the truth.”


    Mike did not deny it.


    The forging method of adventurers was that simple. They only needed to put the materials into the furnace.


    It was just that there were too few yers who chose the life-type y style. Inparison, there were more yers who chose to be battle-type yers.


    Therefore, the natives had always been too unfamiliar with the life-type skills of adventurers.


    Mike thought for a moment and nodded,


    “I do have a unique forging method that belongs to adventurers. I also think that my forging skills are very good.


    “So, do you want to hire me?”


    Lilia stared at Mike’s eyes for two seconds. Only two seconds had passed before she made her decision.


    “Yes, I want to entrust you with a mission, but I can only tell you part of the content because this is a very confidential matter.


    “If you think you canplete this mission, I will tell you the rest of the content.”


    A dialog box appeared in front of Mike. It was purple.


    [Elven Mission]


    [? ? ?]


    The mission content only showed three question marks. Although this kind of special mission was notmon, it had appeared in Second World before.


    Only ording to the progress of the mission would one gradually know the specific content of the mission.


    After seeing this ambiguous dialog box, Mike smiled.


    In the eyes of the yers, special always meant high profits.


    “I agree. Let’s find a ce to talk about the content of the mission.”