"For the rest of the journey, we can't ride on gargoyles anymore. It's easy to be exposed."
Richard nodded and commanded the dark gargoyles to descend from the sky. He put the two gargoyles into the Tibetan soldier card.
Ferguson looked at Gray. "Send this mummy in as well. The smaller the target, the safer it will be."
Richard was stunned. "Even heroes can enter it?"
"As long as it's a normal life form..."
He nodded and took out the Tibetan soldier card. The hallucinatory space reappeared, and Gray entered it as well.
This thing was honestly a treasure.
Richard was well-pleased. In the future, whoever he went to negotiate with, he had to agree with the other party that they would only be allowed to meet privately.
If they could not reach an agreement, he would shake them... Negotiating with force was also a negotiation.
If they were to fight his troop alone, it was time to show off their strength.
'You're welcome.'