Fairy Tail Passive Invincibility

The old Vicki gave an odd salute towards Passfall and spoke leisurely.

"Of course, it's my pleasure." Passfell nodded.

Even regardless of the importance of the "Blue Water" itself, just the last betrayal alone had forced Passfell to travel to the Gulya Ice Mountain himself in order to truly feel at ease.

Ure accompanied Passfell on the old man's boat, while Jengerson was guarding the boat.

Precautionary measures were in order.

No one knew if the Veach tribe here would do anything to rob them, at least until the deal was complete, Passfell would never let his "Dawry 17" dock.

In the sea, the Dao Li 17 can at least be in and out of trouble, but once the ship docks, there's no telling what will happen then.

The number of Vikings on the Gulya iceberg was more than Ur and Passfer had expected.

Since the Vikings generally preferred to wear snow-white furs, when they were farther away at first, Ur and Passfall could not see them that clearly.

However, when they landed, they found themselves surrounded by a dense crowd of Vikings, most of whom were male, with a few women, and by rough estimation, there were at least a few hundred of them.

After all, the eyes of the Veach were different from those of ordinary people.

After all, the eyes of the Vetch were not the same as those of ordinary people, these were warriors who had endured life and death under harsh circumstances, and even if they wanted to show kindness, the tyrannical air in their eyes didn't simply dissipate, it simply made Pasfel's scalp numb.

"Introducing myself, my name is Kakatu, and I am temporarily in charge of the defense of the "Holy Land"---" the old man of the Vetch Clan spoke with a smile as he accompanied the two Ur towards the iceberg.

Compared to the other warriors of the Vetch Tribe, Kakatu didn't look like a Vetch Tribe member at all, as he didn't have any fierce air about him, as if he was an ordinary old man of charity.

But in fact, in Ull's perception, the magic power in this old man's body was extremely powerful, and it was estimated that even Jangleson might not be a match for him.

The temperature above the Gulya Ice Mountain was very low-....

E.

That's what Ure guessed as he watched Pasfel shiver.

Kakatu was good at chatting, and the whole journey was lively and not at all awkward.

Perhaps the only awkwardness was the slight overabundance of Vikings that accompanied the two Ur.

"Caa!"

When Kakatu reached the depths of the iceberg with Ur and Passfall, his advance suddenly faltered and the soles of his shoes stepped into the snow, making a slight noise.

"Huh? Can I help you? Mr. Kakatu!" Passfell was confused when he saw Kakatu stop in his tracks.

Before Kakatu could say anything, however, Ur stepped in front of Passfell, his dragon skin cloak flying, his lips curled in a sneer, and said, "Is there any need to ask? Because our Mr. Kakatu, of course, has prepared a great welcome for us."

Scuffle-....

Ur had just finished speaking.

Only to see nearly a hundred Vetch warriors suddenly sprang up around the two, each one holding a spear made of rock or cold ice in their hands, staring at the two with murderous intent.

This sudden change of shock also caused Passfall's face to sink: "What do you mean? Mr. Kakatu!"

Kakatu turned around.

At this point the old man of the Vecchio tribe's face was no longer as kind as it had been a moment ago, and he looked at the two with cold eyes as he spoke, "What do you mean? Do you kill members of our Vicky clan, or do you think you don't have to pay for it?"

"A member of the Vikings?" Passfall thought for a moment, and then suddenly turned pale and looked at Ur subconsciously.

Ur's face was now gradually darkening, and a wisp of an incomparably dangerous air slowly emanated from his body.

He had indeed slaughtered two Vicky Clan people before to force a confession.

However, he didn't take it to heart at the time, but he didn't expect to be used to set him up now.

Eyes slowly swept around towards the surroundings, a strand of killing intent slowly burst out from Ur's eyes, and at this moment, he had already made arrangements in his heart for the person who had set him up to make the funeral arrangements.

Chapter 170 - Delina.

It's cold and windy!

Ul and the nearly a hundred Vetch warriors around them faced each other in silence, the air growing thick with a solemn air.

Ur's left hand had quietly rested on the scabbard of the Dark Dragon Blade, and as long as the Veach Clan dared to make a move next, Ur was sure that he would teach them a lesson they would never forget.

Just as the killing intent in Ur's eyes was about to reach its peak and the magical power in his body was ready to condense, suddenly, Passfall stepped out and reached out his hand to stop Ur's preparations to slash, speaking loudly to Kakatu in front of him, "Speak directly! Mr. Kakatu, what would it take for me to purchase the lives of those two men."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would trade my life for food?" Kakatu narrowed his eyes and spoke in a somewhat unkind tone.

"Yes!"

Kakatu: "---"

"I want you to concede another ten percent interest." After a slight silence, Kakatu spoke up.

"No way!" Pasfel flatly refused, saying, "At most, I'll let you have another three percent profit."

"Bullshit, that's two lives of our own kind, let's make at least eighty percent profit," Kakatu growled.

"Three-tenths profit." Passfell was calm and laid back.

"You're looking for death, don't forget, your lives are still in our hands now, five percent profit, that's my bottom line." Kakatu opened his mouth in anger and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, if you kill us, my ship will leave immediately, and then you won't get anything, and when the cold season comes, more people from your clan will definitely die, besides, do you really think you can leave us behind?"

Pasfel was blunt, and whenever it came to talking about business deals, the guy was literally a different person.

"So, three cents on the dollar, that's the most I can let on!"

After saying that, Kakatu's beard was on the verge of sticking up in anger, his eyes were red, and he was puffing and panting heavily, and it was a full half hour before he finally spoke with hatred, "Count you cruel, three points on three points."

Just say it!

Kakatu scrupulously swept a glance at Ull, then waved his hand without good grace, and suddenly, all of the nearly a hundred Vikki warriors around him disappeared without a trace.

And Kakatu's face also regained its previous good-natured appearance after the disappearance of the Vetch warriors, and smilingly continued chatting with Pasfel as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

And like Kakatu, this fellow Pasfel even instantly returned to his initial appearance, and from time to time, he was able to let out a few cheerful laughs, as if he was completely unaffected by what had just happened.

This scene was simply dumbfounding to see Ur.

Just a few minutes.

A life-and-death battle that could happen at any moment had somehow turned into a dirty y-trade right in front of him, somehow.

This moment.