A lot of dust fell off.

A gate covered by moss and vines opened its arms to the two.

Ibrahimovic looked at Marvin more and more weird: "Sometimes I think that the real awakened person is not as good as you know."

Marvin smiled bitterly.

The ability of one's prophet cannot be hidden from others, especially those who are closer to oneself.

However, these friends respect and trust themselves very much.

That's enough.

Although Ibrahimovic knew that Marvin was mysterious, he could feel that Marvin had no malice towards him. His origin may be a mystery, but in this world, who does not have his own secret?

There are many things that are destined to be stuck in your stomach for the rest of your life and cannot be shared with others.

Marvin was also helpless.

...

The two left the stream and walked towards the gate in the valley.

However, at this moment, a shadow appeared next to the gate.

Ma Wen narrowed his eyes. However, the other party had already spoken:

"You found it."

"Poor smuggler...Don't you understand your destiny yet?"

Ma Wen was shocked.

But Ibrahimovic shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

His words seemed to be magical, and Marvin immediately got rid of that strange state.

His eyes returned to normal.

"My grass... actually has such a spell..."

"Same as the magic demon I encountered last time on the plane ladder."

Ma Wen's heart was beating wildly. He almost fell into the opponent's move.

He took a deep breath. Looking at the magic resentful soul that appeared in Youran, he asked Ibrahimovic: "What did he say just now?"

Ibrahimovic shook his head and said, "He just opened his mouth and said nothing, but I'm sure it must be a sensational spell. Are you okay?"

Marvin nodded.

It's indeed a spell. Only you can hear it.

Because this is my own voice.

At that moment, he forced down these distracting thoughts and stared at the magic power wronged soul coldly:

"You know I'll come."

"What should I call you? Eric, the King of Potions? Eric, the Mana Injured Soul? Or..."

"Legendary Wizard Olika?"

When Marvin said the last sentence, the face of the magic resentful soul finally changed.

He said in surprise: "How did you know..."

Ma Wen smiled coldly: "I saw the diary you left behind, and I had some guesses in my mind."

"It seems that I'm right. The Mikensie School has been destroyed for so many years, and you have survived to this day."

"There is no Potion King at all, or you have been assimilated by you?"

"You have tried your best to make eternal life. When you first discovered the King of Potions, you have the prototype of your plan, right?"

"The entire Mikensey school is your victim, including your poor apprentice Eric."

Marvin stared at the magic resentful soul: "I'm right?"

…(To be continued…)
Chapter completed!