Chen Shanshan and Yang Rui arrived at the testing grounds and found that there were quite a few people in line. All kinds of demons were there, and they immediately began curiously studying their surroundings.
As the two of them looked around, many of the demons around them also studied them with curiosity. This left Yang Rui and Chen Shanshan puzzled. They had no idea why they had attracted so many gazes, and they could hardly ask, so they could only lower their heads and wait in line.
After waiting for nearly several hours, they finally reached the registration desk. The person at the desk was also a Big Head Demon. The moment he saw them, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. "Oh, pure-blooded Fallen Angels? That's quite rare!"
The two of them froze when they heard this. Rare? Hadn't they said that the First Army was the headquarters of the Fallen Angel Legion?
But honestly, after seeing so many people in line along the way, they had found almost no other Fallen Angels like themselves. The others were all kinds of demons...
This Fallen Angel Legion wasn't quite what they had been told it would be...
After all, the Fallen Angel Legion they had imagined consisted entirely of armored angels, all of them looking incredibly imposing. But now...
In truth, their confusion only showed that they did not understand this place—or the Abyss.
Fallen Angels were a high-grade bloodline. Purebred Fallen Angels found it extremely difficult to bear children. Unless their direct elders had committed crimes and been implicated, anyone with a pure Fallen Angel bloodline generally belonged to a noble family.
And in fact, those respectable children with surnames were indeed the mainstay of the First Army's high-ranking officers. But to say that a Fallen Angel