The group of Gorgons charging at the very front were smashed into pulp by the falling boulders. That bloody scene not only failed to frighten the Underworld Races, but instead stirred the fervor in their hearts.
For the first time, they had "seen sunlight!" Such a wonderful feeling was something races born and raised beneath the sun could never understand.
Passed down from their ancestors and embellished generation after generation, the land beneath the sun had long become a paradise on earth.
How could they slow their steps on the road toward their lifelong dream just because of a few sacrifices?
Countless Underworld Races surged madly toward the outside world. The Dark Elf elders responsible for supervision helplessly discovered that they were unnecessary after all.
With such fanaticism before their eyes, who needed the Supervision Team? "The temptation of land beneath the sun" was far more effective than any threats or inducements.
That legendary "wonderful life of eating and drinking to their hearts' content, with endless varieties of delicious food" was the lifelong pursuit of countless Underworld Races.
Even the powerful Dark Elves had to worry about food in the underworld. Dominating one region could ensure that their clansmen did not starve to death in large numbers, but eating well? That was pure nonsense.
In terms of quality of life, even the Dark Elf Queen's daily life could not compare to that of some wealthy minor nobles.
All kinds of spices and distinctive delicacies from land and sea were things the underworld could not produce.
To grow vegetables, the major races of the underworld had relied on simulated artificial suns.
Because of the cost, all of those were luxuries. Only a small number of high-ranking elites and nobles were qualified to enjoy them, and even then, supplies were limited!
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