NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 14: Arrival
"Lord Roy, we've arrived at Nichols City."
Hearing Kelsen's telepathic message, Roy awoke from his cultivation.
Stepping out of his room, Roy saw the other seven people on the deck of the Metal Life airship.
"Yabo, Jody."
After greeting Yabo and Jody, Roy nodded to Kelsen and the others.
"Haha, Roy, we were just waiting for you."
Yabo chuckled, while Jody maintained his usual aloof demeanor.
"Alright, let's head down first."
After Roy and the others disembarked from the Metal Life, Yabo shrunk it down and stored it in his spatial ring.
Nichols City was a Medium City, a hundred times larger than Birel City.
Its population was also incomparable to Birel City or Sanhe City.
Furthermore, looking at the individuals entering and exiting Nichols City, the vast majority were God-level experts.
There was no shortage of Gods and High-level Gods either.
In such a place, Yabo and Jody dared not be as presumptuous as they were in Birel City. They stopped tens of miles outside Nichols City, put away their Metal Life, and followed the crowd through the city gate after paying the ink stones.
As a Medium City, the entrance fee for Nichols City was one ink stone.
The group arrived at Nichols's Demon Castle. After handing over the transported goods to the personnel at the Demon Castle, they submitted their mission.
With the completion of this mission, Kelsen and the other four successfully passed the Demon Assessment and became One-star Devils.
As for Roy, judging by the information recorded on Yabo and Jody's Demon Medals, his strength had already reached the Three-star Devil level.
Even so, Roy was still considered a newly qualified One-star Devil.
However, through the introductions of Yabo and Jody, Roy managed to enter the circle of Three-star Devils and gained some recognition.
After receiving his Demon Medal, Roy saw a mission heading towards the planar teleportation array of Crimson Flame Prefecture and accepted it. Then, after bidding farewell to Yabo and Jody, he began his journey.
It must be said, even though he was only a God, Roy, who had gained the recognition of Three-star Devils, was treated with the respect befitting his strength.
In his interactions with these devils, Roy also broadened his horizons considerably.
The Infernal Realm had one hundred and eight prefectures. Their current location belonged to Crimson Flame Prefecture. Surrounding Crimson Flame Prefecture were thirty Great Cities, each of which had over ten million Middle Cities under its jurisdiction. Below each Middle City were countless Small Cities.
Outside the Small Cities, Tribes were everywhere.
In the Infernal Realm, Saint Realms had no independent means of survival.
Therefore, the founder of every Tribe was at least a Demigod.
For a Medium Tribe, the patriarch was at least a God.
Only High-level Gods could become patriarchs of Large Tribes.
In Small Cities, Saint Realms formed the majority. Demigods and Gods held positions of status within Small Cities.
In Middle Cities, Saint Realms were rarely seen. Demigods and Gods were the main population. Only High-level Gods or those with Three-star or higher Demon Medals held any real status.
In Great Cities, High-level Gods were abundant. Three-star and Four-star Devils were considered low-tier. Only Devils of Five-star or higher could be considered experts.
As for Prefecture Cities, there was no need to even mention them.
Without the strength of a Six-star Devil or higher, it was best not to speak carelessly.
"I'm still very weak..."
Whether it was from the words of these devils or from his memories of this world in his previous life, Roy deeply felt that he was, at most, an evolution from an ant to a flea.
In the face of those powerful beings, even if he were killed, he wouldn't even be noticed.
With that thought, Roy greeted the other High-level God devils in his mission group and then plunged into the Metal Life's cabin, beginning to comprehend and integrate the Profound Mysteries of Laws, and to develop a series of techniques based on the laws he had comprehended and integrated.
Time passed as Roy traveled, completed his devil missions, and cultivated.
By the time Roy reached the planar teleportation array of Crimson Flame Prefecture, another thirteen hundred years had passed.
Over these years, Roy had participated in three more Demon Promotion Assessments and had become a true Four-star Devil.
"Whoosh!"
Roy's figure appeared above the planar teleportation array.
On the massive teleportation array, blue light flashes intermittently.
With each flash of light, one or several people would appear on the planar teleportation array.
The vast majority of these people were Saint Realms, with an occasional Demigod.
These were people who had traveled to the Infernal Realm from countless material planes through the teleportation arrays within those planes.
In the material planes, the elemental concentration was tens of times lower than in the God Plane and the Supreme Plane. Those who could become Saint Realms or even God-level experts in such elementally barren places far surpassed those born in the God Plane and Supreme Plane in terms of comprehension and aptitude.
Eighty to ninety percent of these Saint Realms could advance to the God Domain.
As for Gods, it went without saying. Exceptions were those who refined a Godhead to become a God, but among those who achieved godhood independently, over fifty percent could become Gods, and out of a thousand who achieved godhood independently, at least one could become a High-level God.
The value of those who come to the God Plane and Supreme Plane from the Material Plane is evident.
These individuals from the Material Plane are the most valuable talents for the countless tribes in the Infernal Realm.
By obtaining a Saint Realm and cultivating them for several hundred or even a thousand years, a tribe would gain a God-level expert, increasing its strength. This is a guaranteed profitable venture.
Essentially, every day, experts from numerous tribes come to the Planar Teleportation Array to select these individuals from the Material Plane.
However, while many people arrive at the God Plane and Supreme Plane via the Planar Teleportation Array daily, when broken down, the numbers for each of the seven God Planes and four Supreme Planes are not very large.
Generally, Saint Realms or God-level experts from the Material Plane choose God Planes that align with their elements; few actively head to the four Supreme Planes.
Therefore, even with countless Material Planes, the number of people arriving in the Infernal Realm each day is only a few hundred.
These individuals are typically settled by the Sovereign Legion guarding the Planar Teleportation Array. During this period, they are free to choose any tribe they wish to join, with a time limit of one hundred years.
If these individuals from the Material Plane have not chosen a tribe within a century, they will be expelled from the protected area by the Sovereign Legion and must fend for themselves in the Infernal Realm.
In the camp temporarily set up by the Sovereign Legion for these people from various Material Planes, several Gods were recruiting, explaining the benefits of joining their tribes to these geniuses from the Material Plane.
Roy scanned with his divine sense and discovered that there were over five hundred Saint Realms and a dozen Demigods in this camp.
Furthermore, as the Gods explained, several more Saint Realms left the camp and went to stand behind them.
Seeing this, Roy no longer waited.
He extended his hand, took out the Metal Life given to him by Laurent, and tossed it into the sky.
With the surge of divine power, this Metal Life suddenly expanded, transforming into a large Metal Life over three hundred meters wide and over fifteen hundred meters long.
Honestly, this was Roy's first time taking out this Metal Life, and its immense size startled him.
In over one thousand five hundred years, Roy had completed hundreds of demon missions and had traveled in at least eighty to one hundred Metal Lives.
However, he had never seen a Metal Life as large as the one Laurent had given him.
No, not even half as large.
As expected, Roy felt that being able to contact the Sovereign and have them personally help build city walls indicated that Laurent's background, even if not a child of the Sovereign, was certainly someone like a Sovereign's Emissary.
After launching the Metal Life into the sky, Roy flew onto it, standing at the very front of the vessel, and addressed the people in the camp.
"Everyone, my Crimson Flame Prefecture's Sanhe City is currently in urgent need of recruits. Those who wish to accompany me to Sanhe City, please come aboard."
"Sanhe City? Is it a city?"
"Yes, it should be. And judging by the cautious demeanor of those Gods, this person who just arrived is quite extraordinary."
"That's right. I've been here for several years, and everyone who comes here talks about joining this or that tribe. I thought this place was very backward, but now it seems backwardness is only due to weakness."
Upon hearing Roy's voice, the people in the camp buzzed with excitement. Those who knew each other gathered together, chatting in groups of two or three.
For those who were alone, over a dozen had already flown towards the Metal Castle.
With these people taking the lead, soon, over four hundred people flew onto Roy's Metal Life.
Among them were ten Demigods.
Roy didn't say anything more to the dozens of people below. Once they had all quieted down, he directly unleashed his Divine Domain, enveloping all four hundred people, before speaking to them, "Alright everyone, welcome to our Sanhe City family."
"Now, you can choose your rooms according to the order in which you boarded. We will be recruiting ten thousand members here. While waiting for new members, you can cultivate in your rooms or assist me in recruiting new members."
"Of course, the most important point is that we are now a family. I hope you will all get along harmoniously. If anyone dares to act arrogantly on this Metal Life, I will show them what true arrogance is!"
"Understood, sir."
Hearing their replies, Roy nodded with satisfaction and dispersed his Divine Domain.
After the terrifying experience of being enveloped by Roy's domain, those who had boarded the Metal Life did not dare to defy his words and began choosing their preferred rooms according to their boarding order.
With Roy's assurance, the Saint Realms were no longer intimidated by the few God-level experts. They directly entered whichever room they fancied and closed the door.
Soon, these people entered their rooms one after another. Most of the people on the flying ship had entered their rooms, with only one person still standing there.
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