The Elf King waved his hand and rattled off a long string of elvish to the king beast elves down below.
Some of the king beast elves seemed excited, while others looked disappointed or melancholy.
They all knew the Elf King's orders—to destroy the entire underground crystal ore and drive out the humans, so the Phantom Spirit Elf Race could have a peaceful environment.
They didn't really care if the Conception Crystal Stones or the Crystal Essence were destroyed, but they'd run their base for hundreds of years and grown attached to it. Now, to just collapse it like this—most of them felt a wave of loss and pain.
A few king beast elves were actually pretty pumped and didn't give a damn.
Their base had been found by humans, and humans kept harassing them—if destroying the underground crystal ore would drive the humans away, they'd be thrilled. So what if the base collapsed? They'd just find a new spot and rebuild.
