Two minutes earlier.
From the summit, Marvin coldly watched those three people surrounding Wayne. The snowy wind was biting cold, so they might have been able to see Marvin, but the line of sight wasn’t that great.
But Marvin, towering above them, was still more or less able to see them clearly.
He had made Wayne choose that kind of spell setup. If they really fought now, Wayne would definitely not be their opponent!
Because Marvin’s setup was too extreme!
Thus, Wayne could only run.
‘Wayne has so much faith in me, I can’t disappoint him.’
‘Whatever, let’s gamble! In any case, I have good balance. I don’t believe my luck will keep being bad!’
A decisive expression flashed through Marvin’s eyes.
Most of the things that happened since he transmigrated could be considered as being dealt with through meticulous plans, steadily carrying them out. He had the experience after all.
But today he had no choice but to take a risk.
