At the Leader's call, many of the Rebel Army members present responded eagerly. There were even quite a few Mid-Rank and Low-Rank Professionals among them.
Although everyone could see how strange and dangerous the Ruins were, the quality of the resources and treasures within would certainly not be low either.
There was a saying among the common folk of the Federation: opportunities were often hidden within a dragon's lair.
Especially for these impoverished Rebel Army members, an opportunity that might let them turn their lives around was worth risking their lives for.
As long as they could find and bring out anything of value, they would no longer need to worry about the resources required for a breakthrough.
After all, most Professionals who chose to join the Rebel Army had done so because they lacked cultivation resources so desperately that they had no choice but to resist those nobles who squeezed them dry.
They hoped that after conquering those once-lofty noble lords, they would obtain enough spoils from their storehouses.
If they had money and resources, they would have to be stuffed to the point of madness to risk losing their heads by rebelling against the Royal Family.
Especially now that Leo, the Leader of the Spark Organization, had come in person. As long as they stayed close behind him at all times, their safety would be guaranteed to the greatest extent possible.
Even if the finest spoils belonged to the Leader, the scraps left behind would still be enough to fill their bellies.
Watching the many warriors eagerly volunteer, Leo could understand their mindset.
After all, it was the same for him. Compared to those long-established Ninth Rank Experts, he was far more lacking in equipment and supplies.
Against anyone below the Ninth Rank, it was not much of