The process of the Elective Ceremony is indeed simple and swift. As the battle progressed, only half of the candidates would be left in each round, so it was going faster and faster, and it was too early to go, and the whole process was already more than halfway through.

Many of the rings have already decided the winner, and the fierce scramble begins according to the division. The rings near the Imperial Palace and the castle tower had already chosen the final candidates, as no one dared to challenge them.

Xiao De, the second prince of Da Xizhou, and the mysterious young man in the hat stood in their respective places.

The people of the demon clan, looking at the few figures who seemed to be lonely in the ring, but were actually proud, their eyes were full of awe and worship.

The most eye-catching is Xiao De, the strongest man in the Mesozoic Era of the demon clan, the combat effectiveness shown in the previous battle is too terrifying, whether it is the deputy commander of the Red River Demon Guard or those demon generals, he can't go a few rounds under his hands.

This was also a matter of course.

With Wang Po's advancement into the Divine Realm, Xiao Zhang was wanted by the Great Zhou court, and he is now ranked second on the Freedom List.

The powerhouses of the Divine Realm Continent naturally would not come to participate in the Heavenly Chosen Ceremony. It is impossible for the reclusive elders in the mountain gates of those sects in Tiannan to come shamelessly to marry His Highness Luoluo, so unless the King of Liang comes to the Sun in person, or the top few of the Great Zhou Divine Generals, who will be his opponent?

Just like the vast majority of ordinary people in the White Emperor City think.

In the end, if you can marry His Royal Highness Luoluo, be baptized by wildfire, and become the next generation of White Emperor, of course, it should be Xiaode.

Little De knows more secrets than the average citizen, but he thinks so himself.

This is the self-confidence that the strong people in the mainland must have, and more importantly, no matter what the queen thinks, no matter what kind of political wrestling is hidden behind the Heavenly Chosen Codex, but since he has to act according to the rules of his ancestors, he cannot fail, because no one can defeat him.

He stood quietly in the ring, feeling the gazes cast around him, not intoxicated or impatient.

The rest of the figures in the ring were also calm, whether it was the young man wearing the hat, or the second prince of Daxizhou, or those demon clan powerhouses, they were all real big shots, and they were used to being the focus of the people's attention.

All they had to do was wait calmly for the last few candidates to show up.

As for whether the candidates will affect them, they don't care at all. It must not be easy to kill the people who can be killed after so many battles, and what amazing characters can appear in those remote and poor neighborhoods, and how can they be threatened?

At this moment, some people looked downward, revealing curious looks.

The Imperial Palace and the castle tower are both on high ground, so you can either go around the ramp or go up the staircase in the middle of the castle.

There was a heavy sound from under the ladder, sounding like a war drum.

The people knew that it should not be the drums of war, because it was too early for twilight, and it was not yet the time for the end of the Chosen Ceremony. What kind of sound is it, why is it so heavy, yet so uplifting, as if even the breath of the wildfire has become a few points stronger?

The water around the castle tower suddenly rippled, and the young man in the hat watched quietly, not knowing if he saw anything.

The second prince of Daxizhou looked at the dust rising between the stone bricks in front of the imperial city, raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't know what to think.

Xiao De looked at the direction of the ladder, his expression was slightly cold, and he didn't know what he felt.

A strong man like them had naturally heard it a long time ago, and it was not the sound of war drums coming from below, but the sound of footsteps.

The question is how many people walk at the same time to cause such a vibration, causing waves on the water surface next to the castle tower and the bricks and ashes in front of the imperial castle.

How neat should those people's footsteps be, so that they do not appear to be noisy and chaotic, but are like war drums?

More and more eyes looked down.

Gradually, those eyes full of awe or admiration who had looked at Xiao De and the prince of Daxizhou turned into shock.

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There were a lot of people on the ladder, dressed in simple and simple clothes, and even some people's clothes were a little tattered and smelled dirty.

They were clearly from the lower city, perhaps even from the riverside area.

The richly dressed residents of the upper city would have made fun of the tattered clothes of these poor people, and if the aristocratic ladies who carried a lot of sachets with them smelled the smell of sweat emanating from these poor people, they would have covered their mouths and noses with disdain. But today they are not doing so, because there are so many of these poor people.

The black pressure on the ladder made it impossible to count how many people there were, which made them feel fear subconsciously.

The people walked in silence, looking like a tidal wave, and soon they flooded the ladder and then rushed towards the imperial city.

The officials in charge of maintaining order naturally thought of the so-called popular uprising, and their expressions changed suddenly, only to find out that this was not the case. Because although the faces of the poor people from the lower city can see fanaticism, they cannot see madness, but more awe and yearning.

Do these people want to take advantage of the opportunity of the Chosen Ceremony to come to the imperial city that they can't usually set foot in to watch the excitement?

No, because they were silent, and instead of the cowering and uneasy look that was common to the poor people, they looked very proud.

The most important thing is that these poor people did not look at the majestic imperial city, but only looked ahead.

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Seeing this scene, many of the demon clan's bigwigs frowned, including the Lady Mu who was sitting in front of the highest stone hall at this time.

A demon court minister asked with a calm face, "What the hell is going on?"

By the time the people left the city, officials had already gone to inquire about it, and the reason was quickly determined.

An official whispered, "It is said that I came with a candidate." ”

The demon court minister looked slightly different and said, "What kind of characters can there be in a place like Xiacheng, and even if there is, why are there so many people following?"

It is a very common thing for the people to follow the winning candidates to come to the imperial city to watch the excitement.

But what is not unusual today is that the number of people in the lower city who came with the candidate is simply too large.

And the mood of these people in the lower city is a little different from usual.

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The poor people who came from the lower city did not look at the Imperial City or the castle tower, but only looked ahead.

In front of them there was a man.

It was an ordinary-looking, almost wooden bear youth with a calm expression.

The young man of the bear clan was dressed in a simple and clean dress, and his appearance was ordinary, without anything special.

But many demon clan bigwigs have noticed that the onlookers who came down to the city deliberately kept a distance from this bear clan youth.

If the people of the lower city are like the tide, the young bear is like a reef, and all the sea retreats in fear.

This distance, or that means, awe.

The eyes of the people of the lower city who looked at the young man of the bear clan were full of awe.

In addition to awe, there is also fanaticism, and there is a touch of confusion.

It's as if they've been so shocked that they still haven't fully woken up.

What's going on?