Garen stood high in the sky, looking down at the ranks of Prefecture Soldiers below. There were at least two hundred thousand of them.
Their auras soared into the heavens, making for a breathtaking sight.
Garen looked at the admiration in their eyes and spoke.
"Do you want to become stronger and reach the level of a Five-Star or Six-Star Fiend?"
"Yes!"
The Prefecture Soldiers shouted in unison, their voices deafening.
"Good. Then I'll tell you how I trained and why I became so strong."
Garen continued.
"Ever since I started training, I've grown through battle. I killed magical beasts, fought bandits, and challenged powerful opponents. That's how I achieved what I have today. Only through battle can we better understand the Laws and put their Mysteries to use."
"So even after you become Prefecture Soldiers, you mustn't slack off. You could still die outside the city. In the Infernal Realm, the strong die and the stronger survive. If you want to stay alive, you have to keep improving quickly and growing stronger."
"Bandits are among the most common people in the Infernal Realm. They kill and rob, stopping at nothing. Most are Mid-level Gods or stronger, and they have some real ability. But killing them won't weigh on your conscience, which makes them the ideal opponents for practice."
"Now that I'm the Prefecture Lord of Hongyang Prefecture, I don't want us to be an ordinary prefecture like all the others. We're going to stand apart. In the future, whenever people from the other 107 prefectures hear our name, I want them to think of one thing: we have a lot of strong fighters. A great many of them. I want you to be stronger than the soldiers of the other 107 prefectures."
"So from now on, we'll organize large-scale