After they had finished all that, the demolition project began. That afternoon, the sound of heavy hammers echoed throughout the entire Undercity.
The thumping sound never stopped.
"Here, here! Tear all this down. And this pillar, too—it's high-quality refining material."
"And all the Spirit Stones and Spirit Crystals on the walls—gouge them all out."
"Come on, brothers, put your backs into it!"
"The Master said to take anything and everything that can be dismantled."
"Yes."
"HEAVE HO, HEAVE HO..."
The wintergourds made sounds of strenuous effort, bustling with chaotic energy. Witnessing this scene, even Aaron Sinclair couldn't help but feel a little impressed.
'This is way too intense.' 'These guys are the workhorses of the heavens, the chosen ones of labor.' As their boss, he was deeply gratified to have such employees under him.
