Individual heroism was not prevalent in the Primordial World.
Because everyone knew.
Staying alive was what mattered most.
Only by staying alive.
Could they obtain vast resources, grow, and become stronger.
It was a virtuous cycle.
Without that awareness.
In the Primordial World.
There was nothing surprising about dying.
Individual heroism.
Did not exist in the Primordial World.
Even when someone made a sacrifice.
It was for their race.
That was something only humans would do.
So the creatures of the Primordial World still looked down on the Human Race.
After all, the Human Race had always emphasized sacrifice.
Ever since the Human Race first appeared.
To allow the Human Race to reproduce and develop more successfully.
Many members of the innate human race had willingly sacrificed themselves.
To the creatures of the Primordial World.
That was sheer stupidity.
After all, whether in talent or strength, members of the innate human race.
Were stronger than those of the acquired human race.
As long as those innate humans remained alive.
The Human Race would not perish.
The Human Race would still have a chance to continue reproducing.
Sending innate humans to their deaths.
Just to protect those weak acquired humans?
Such bizarre logic.
Was probably something only the Human Race could accept.
And embrace as gladly as if it were sweet nectar.
The creatures of the Primordial World certainly would not accept it.
If those acquired humans had shown extraordinary talent.
And had a chance to surpass those innate humans in the future, that would have been one thing.
Yet the acquired humans being protected were precisely those with little strength.
Something like that.
Could only happen among the Human Race.
Among other creatures of the Primordial World.
It would never happen.
Even if it meant letting countless weak creatures perish.