It would take at least a week or two, or at most two to three months, to destroy the other party if there were accidents due to the complete collapse of the plane.
What a pity.
What was even more unfortunate was the treasure of the Dune Lord.
A divine artifact had once been right before it. But now, it had slipped away before its eyes.
Divine weapon.
Richard pondered and felt an itch in his heart. He thought he could slay this time, but all was for naught.
He didn't get anything.
He still felt he suffered losses, although the radiant moon-level military services had replenished.
Richard continued to look at the sleeping figure after he pondered.
He opened the Black Gold System.
[Due to the environment, the will plane has developed intelligence and become a different life form. Due to the lack of energy, it is currently in a deep slumber.]
[1. Able to imprint a soul imprint and utterly control the will plane.]
