With this thought in mind, Long Yuehong raised his arms and pointed his assault rifle at Bai Xiao, Lin Tong, and the others.
"No rush." Jiang Baimian interrupted his stressful response.
Shang Jianyao held the loudspeaker and asked, "Which city ruin did we talk about back then? What posture were we in while talking about it? Inverted or lying on our sides?"
The four Ruin Hunters beside the mountain car fell silent. Their figures gradually faded, disappearing without a trace along with the car.
"It's really an illusion!" Although Long Yuehong already knew this, he still found it unbelievable.
Bai Xiao's team felt so vivid as an illusion. Be it their actions, words, expressions, or reactions, they were no different from the real ones.
