Spirit

In fact, after Marvin passed through the gate, the first thing he looked at was that throne.

It felt like it was the most attractive treasure in the world, and even though the throne only looked like a lump of iron covered in thorns, it had a mysterious aura.

A large pile of bones could be seen under the throne.

Marvin took a step forward, stepping on one of the bones.

"Crack!"

The sound of the bone shattering echoed in the room.

These skeletons had remained here for who knew how many years. It was already a miracle that they hadn't crumbled away, so they easily shattered when Marvin stepped on them.

In fact, Marvin wasn't purposefully shattering the bones.

The floor of the entire room was covered in a thick layer of bones!

There was no place for anyone to walk around.

That tyrant had no intention of letting others disturb his rest.