They could not fall outside.
Milena took out the foundation of her power, the Epic Treasure "Floral Tree Realm" she had brought on this trip, and handed it over to the Windchaser Ranger.
"When the time is about right, gather our elites of the Natural Garden into the Floral Tree Realm, take as many as you can."
...
To the east of the city, more than a dozen kilometers away.
The Envoy of Dragon Sleep stared at the pure white wings in the distance and judged, "The scent of the old gods, it seems that these sentient humans have used up all their tricks, they have no surprises beyond our expectations in the Legendary Realm."
The Giant Buddha of the Tree Realm, the Pure White Feathers, and other methods had, to some extent, exceeded the envoy's expectations.
However, compared to the swarms of fourth-order strongmen, these little foundations and secret moves didn't seem like much to him.