The city wall, which is as high as a hundred meters, appears in a plain area. It is ancient and vines, with mottled green rocks, and is covered with vines and green moss, like a group of giants guarding the earth, declaring that the continent behind the city wall belongs to the forbidden area of ​​the lower realm.

The divine beast stopped flying, and the white light shrouded over the city wall was an insurmountable obstacle for any creature. Even a small mosquito would be bounced away quickly if it hits the white light, and even the wind would stop flowing because of the existence of the white light.

"The total area of ​​the Demon City is 10 million square kilometers." Armstrong looked at the huge walls that were like a thousand miles apart and sighed: "The sky and the earth are all blocked by invisible walls, and mortals will never be able to get close to them."

"And the elevator that can enter the next floor is in the center of the Demon City, you need to hold a special pass to start. Let's go, let's meet the guards, and hope you can pass their test."

Xia Fan nodded and followed Armstrong toward a huge and dim ancient tower-style building. There were many flying beasts parked in the open space around the building. Because the Lower Realm Continent was extremely vast, it was impossible to move long distances based on human footsteps alone, so the Lower Realm people were flying beasts and shuttled between various territories and cities.

The existence of the demon-subduing master is transcendent. They never ask whether there is a war on the continent. In their opinion, war is actually a good thing. In every war, strong people will be born, and the strong people born will become potential recruitment targets for the demon-subduing master.

The meaning of existence in the lower realm is to survive the fittest, the people outside the Demon City fight desperately, and then contribute the strong men they have tempered to Demon City in exchange for protection covers and combat supplies.

Xia Fan saw many young people like him. They were led by strong men from their respective countries or cities into the gray tower. If they were lucky enough to be accepted by the Demon City, the country would be rewarded generously.

The most valuable thing in the reward is the protection cover. The protection cover of Baishi City has a time limit. If you don’t contribute strong people to the Demon City for too long, the protection cover will automatically disappear, so that the enemy can drive in.

Xia Fan was wearing very ordinary local clothes, which was not shabby or exaggerated. After all, he came here on behalf of Baishi City. If he dressed like a beggar, the rulers of Baishi City would be bleak.

Under the tower, people were queuing up, and a group of guards distributed transparent small stones to visitors. Han Tang also received one. It was cold in his hand, and the texture was like ice in the cold winter. Because Armstrong was a registered warrior, he only needed to show the metal nameplate hanging around his neck, and was put in by the guards.

Inside the tower is an arched hall, and the sunlight shines through the long top glass window, which is slightly dim, and the sound will be amplified here, and everyone will naturally lower their voices when they speak.

"Name?"

"Xia Fan."

“Where did it come from?”

"White Rock City."

"The guarantor comes here to sign and put the ice crystals in this box."

In front of the long counter, the soldier lowered his head and registered for Xia Fan. The note with his name and identity was recorded, and placed in a metal box. The ice crystal that Xia Fan had just held was also placed in it. Then the soldier in charge of the registration sealed the metal box and threw it into a circular pipe. The box slid along the pipe and entered the underground of the tower.

"Go and wait there, and the results will be announced in the afternoon." The guard said with a quill on his face.

In the hall, there were hundreds of benches, people sat there, waiting quietly, with a slightly nervous expression. Xia Fan and Armstrong also sat in the crowd. They drank a little water and ate two small breads baked with butter and honey. Xia Fan felt that the raisins added to the bread were delicious, and as for the bread itself, it was a bit too dry.

"Ice crystal is the first test. The demon-subduing masters will use it to test your potential. I don't know the specific principle very well. This is their unique technology. The results will come out later. Only those who pass the Ice crystal test can participate in the second round of interviews." Armstrong whispered to Xia Fan.

Sure enough, at about noon, the door to the hall was closed. The latecomers could only set up tents outside for the night, waiting for the selection to begin again tomorrow morning, day after day, year after year, such scenes were always staged, and countless young people with potential were sent here, waiting for the selection of demon subduing people to be picked and selected like goods.

Xia Fan looked around and found that most people had heralds, fire, beast-like, ice, light, and almost all superpowers in the middle realm could be found here, but they did not appear in the form of superpowers, but in the form of talented emblems.

The heraldry makes the power structure of the lower world more obvious. When a warrior is born, he has a heraldry on his arms. It is impossible to play with a pig and eat a tiger. Anyone who shows his arms knows what abilities and levels you are. However, a stranger like Xia Fan who breaks into the lower world is not restricted by rules. Although he does not have a heraldry, his combat power is not bad at all. Of course, everything has its pros and cons. If Xia Fan is discovered to be a stranger, he will have big trouble.

There are also some people who do not have heraldry arms. They are all owners of non-combat abilities, that is, auxiliary power. They may be proficient in mathematics, or strange abilities such as the Qianli Eye Shunfeng Ear. In short, these abilities have nothing to do with fighting, so they will not show emblems on the arms. According to Armstrong, the status of non-combat abilities is relatively low. Only in places like the lower realm, those who can fight will be highly respected. The auxiliary ability is considered a group of followers.

Time passed by hour and hour. The waiting people took out the food they carried with them to solve the lunch problem. At about two o'clock in the afternoon, a tall soldier appeared in the hall wearing silver hard armor and holding a piece of white paper full of his name.

"Now announce the result, follow me if you read the name, and the rest will leave!"

"Collins of the City of Light!"

"Jia Dongdong from the Red Desert!"

When a tall soldier reads his name, he will also take his address to avoid misunderstandings caused by the duplicate name.

There are a total of fifteen people on the list, and the first thirteen of them were all warriors. Xia Fan and another young man named Farrell were placed at the end, neither of them was a combat system.

Disappointment is always inevitable. Most people sigh, leave the hall, ride on a flying beast, and return to their hometown, which often takes days, nights, or even months.

Xia Fan and the other fourteen people, as well as their guarantors, were qualified to enter the hall. There was a semicircular wooden door connected between the hall and the hall. After entering, there were two rows of benches. They sat down separately and prepared to participate in the interview.

The first person to be called into the room was Collins. Five minutes later, the young man with a blonde hair walked out, his eyes were a little dull, his legs moved hard, like a rusty machine, slowly came to his guarantor to sit down, as if he was still recalling the scene during the interview just now.

"Forget it, at least you have passed the first round, and the interview of the Demon-Subduing Master has always been tricky, so don't take it too seriously."

Collins's guarantor was a middle-aged woman with a thin chin, high cheekbones, and a bit mean on her face. However, seeing that Collins was almost crying on the spot, the mean middle-aged woman could not help but comfort her.

Too miserable...

After all the first three interviewers came out, the rest began to realize that accepting the interview with the Demon-Subduing One was not as simple as imagined. The third interviewer was named Amy, a pretty young female warrior. After standing for a while, she cried out and she burst into tears. It was obvious that she was really pessimistic about the results of her interview, and she was so emotionally out of control.

The seventh interviewer, Alai, had dark skin and dark brown eyes. He was among the top ones who were more emotionally stable. He stayed in the room for twenty minutes before returning to the corridor. Although he was confused when he came out, he was at least straightened his chest.

"How is the situation?" Alai's agent asked excitedly.

Alai looked out the window and shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, but I really didn't expect that they would ask that kind of question."

During the tragic interview, almost everyone who walked out of the room looked like a rooster, drooping his head, crying loudly, grabbing his hair one after another, and dazed like a piece of wood. In short, they seemed to have been ravaged by the interviewer.

"If I can't get in, Xia Geng might have to start a war regardless of everything."

Xia Fan thought silently in his heart that Tianyi would not accept the result of being trapped in the lower realm level. They would definitely try their best to enter the Demon City, and that would lead to the situation losing control.

"It's your turn from Xia Fan from Baishi City!"

At this moment, the interviewer finally called Xia Fan's name.

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