Barracks Base No. 38

At the end of the corridor lay a vast, scenic plaza spanning over a hundred kilometers in diameter.

At this moment, thousands of people had already gathered in the plaza, primarily consisting of World Lords, Domain Lords, and Universe-level powerhouses, making the space still feel somewhat sparse.

"Hello, please take a rest over here."

A bewitching receptionist with a fluffy tail behind her approached to greet him.

Lu Ming casually found an alloy bench to sit on, his gaze sweeping across the crowd in the plaza.

Most of these lone travelers possessed fierce auras and sharp eyes, clearly confident in their own strength.

"Hey, brother, here by yourself?"

A somewhat burly World Lord of the Ape-man race, exuding a wild aura, smiled and struck up a conversation. Another Ape-man World Lord sat beside him, clearly the two were together.

"Yeah."

Lu Ming nodded slightly.

The Ape-man World Lord chuckled, pulling out a bottle of wine and some cups to pour three drinks.

"I'm Mo De, and this is my younger brother, Long Yuan. Come, have a drink."

"Thanks."

Lu Ming picked up the glass and gave the alias he commonly used while adventuring.

"I'm Flame Edge."

"Flame Edge?"

Clarice laughed heartily, not digging any deeper.

As they chatted casually, Lu Ming mostly just listened, revealing nothing about his own background. In the Outer-Domain Battlefield, concealing one's identity was standard procedure.

The assembly of these lone soldiers was organized into three tiers: World Lords, Domain Lords, and Universe-level.

There were also rules regarding the number of recruits; for instance, a group of 100 World Lords had to be gathered before they would be transported to the Outer-Domain Battlefield all at once.

If the numbers weren't met? Then they would simply have to wait.

The wait did not last long.

About half a day later, the number of World Lords gathered in the plaza reached the quota of 100.

"Universe-level, gather over here!"

"Domain Lords, assemble this way!"

"World Lord powerhouses, all to this side!"

The corridor gates opened, and over ten thousand lone soldiers were quickly sorted.

Lu Ming also stood up and joined the other World Lords.

"Fellow World Lord warriors, you are about to head to the most glorious yet most brutal Outer-Domain Battlefield."

An Immortal god, his body radiating a dense, murderous aura as if forged from metal, spoke solemnly.

"However, the military has its own rules; it won't be as free as your previous lives as lone travelers!"

Lu Ming and the other hundred-plus World Lords listened intently.

"Before we depart!"

"You must undergo the traditional authority granting ceremony."

The Immortal god stated gravely.

"Authority granting ceremony?"

"What does that mean?"

"What is it for?"

Many of the World Lords began whispering to each other via telepathic transmission; it was clear that the vast majority of these lone travelers knew nothing about the specific details of joining the "Outer-Domain Battlefield."

Lu Ming, however, had some understanding.

The Immortal god clearly knew this, continuing, "The authority granting is to determine your precise status within the military. The military is a place with clear hierarchies where subordinates must obey their superiors... therefore, we must confirm your rank and authority. And how do we confirm it? Through your strength."

"Every one of you World Lords has surely practiced time and again within the Virtual Universe network. The Virtual Universe network provides a rating of your strength based on your performance. This rating is crucial for distinguishing your status once you enter the military."

"The ratings are divided into three levels: first, 'Ordinary World Lord Warrior'; second, 'Elite World Lord Warrior'; and third, 'World Lord General'."

"Most World Lords are Ordinary World Lord Warriors."

"Those who have gained the recognition of the Origin Laws are barely considered Elite World Lord Warriors."

"Out of a hundred Elite World Lord Warriors, one can generally produce a World Lord General!"

The Immortal god declared.

"I believe each of you has displayed your greatest strength within the Virtual Universe. If any of you have not yet unleashed your full power in the Virtual Universe and are worried that the authority granting ceremony will be unfair, you may enter the Virtual Universe network now to demonstrate your peak strength. In a while, the authority granting will begin."

The Immortal spirit remained silent for ten seconds before speaking: "Everything should be in order now. Come forward one by one to receive your authorization."

The 100 World Lords walked toward the Immortal spirit in turn, and a blue beam of light shot out from the screen on the Immortal's vambrace, enveloping each World Lord as they approached.

"Elite World Lord Warrior!"

"Ordinary World Lord Warrior!"

"Elite World Lord Warrior!"

"Elite World Lord Warrior!"

The Immortal's vambrace screen emitted these sounds automatically, while each World Lord receiving the authorization simultaneously received a message transmitted by the Virtual Universe system.

The higher the authority... the higher one's status in the army naturally became.

Lu Ming watched this scene and pondered to himself: There are so many Elite World Lord Warriors. Logically speaking... "Ordinary World Lord Warriors" should make up the majority among World Lords. Oh, that's right, those who dare to come alone to participate in the Outer-Domain Battlefield are all confident in themselves. Hmm, most of them have been acknowledged by the origin laws.

He was quite confident in his own strength; ever since reaching the ninth stage of the Domain Lord level, he had been training with all his might for a thousand years.

Could he reach the rank of World Lord General?

The World Lords lined up to receive their authorizations, and soon it was Lu Ming's turn.

The blue light enveloped him.

"World Lord General!"

A clear prompt sounded.

Many World Lords nearby looked at Lu Ming, their gazes filled with scrutiny and a hint of respect.

A World Lord General was definitely at the top among this group.

Lu Ming nodded to himself.

As expected, he had reached the rank of World Lord General.

In the end, among the 100 World Lords, including Lu Ming, there were 3 World Lord Generals, 65 Elite World Lord Warriors, and 33 Ordinary World Lord Warriors.

Once the authorization process was complete, the Immortal spirit's voice rose in volume: "Follow me, all of you! Shortly, we will collectively teleport you to the Outer-Domain Battlefield! In this race war, there are a vast number of soldiers participating, so there are eleven battlefields in total, all located outside our human territory, which is why they are called the Outer-Domain Battlefields. You are heading to the Ninth Battlefield!"

"The Ninth Battlefield?"

Immediately, various murmurs broke out.

Led by the Immortal spirit, the group passed through a God Country teleportation, experiencing a brief shift in space and time.

When his vision cleared, Lu Ming found himself in a massive teleportation hall filled with a chilling, murderous aura.

"Haha, the new recruits are here!"

"Get to work, the new recruits have arrived!"

Shouts rang out.

A dozen soldiers wearing standard-issue battle armor quickly approached. The leader, an Immortal spirit with white hair and red armor, smiled, his eyes seemingly flickering with electric snakes: "New recruits, welcome to the Ninth Battlefield, Base No. 038. All World Lords, follow him; all Domain Lords, follow this one; all Universe-level soldiers, follow this young lady."

The red-armored Immortal spirit quickly designated three guides.

The Universe-level, Domain Lord, and World Lord soldiers headed down three different passages.

"Everyone, the World Lord camp is just ahead."

The guide said.

A moment later.

They arrived at an elegantly decorated hall. The hall was filled with tens of millions of seats, and as Lu Ming scanned the area, he estimated there were already hundreds of thousands of World Lords present.

His true life on the Outer-Domain Battlefield was about to begin!