The Fire Dimetrodons' violent temperament had drastically reduced their population.
But protecting endangered species was not something the High Elf Rangers considered.
Unless they had far too much time on their hands, only someone out of their mind would consider such a thing.
Even Druids, nature lovers who lived in harmony with the natural world, were no exception.
They did not believe an animal's scarcity warranted investing manpower and resources in its protection.
Nature was a brutal arena.
Natural selection and survival of the fittest were its fundamental laws.
Animals that went extinct naturally must have had something that doomed them.
It was enough not to deliberately drive them to extinction.
Herad did believe in protecting rare plants and animals.
But the Fire Dimetrodons had already begun turning into Fire Elementals.
As time passed, they would eventually become Fire Elemental creatures.
They were therefore a species destined for extinction.
And the process was already irreversible.
Herad had seen no young among the Fire Dimetrodons.
Even if Druids came, they could only shake their heads and sigh.
"There's no saving them. Just wait for them to go extinct!"
Under the circumstances, it was hardly excessive for the Rangers to send these death-seeking creatures on their way a little early.
Compared to the doomed Fire Dimetrodons, Herad cared more about black lotus, the cockroach of the plant world, whose powerful resistances let it survive no matter how recklessly it courted death.
Black lotus looked much like a black miniature lotus.
These small, cockroach-like survivors of the plant world could thrive even beside a Magma Pool.
High temperatures, low temperatures, heavy pollution-none of these could hinder their growth.
Their only natural enemies were the herb gatherers who liked to sell them for money.
There were so many black lotuses in the cave because