The angry voice rang in their ears like thunder, causing them to tremble.
All the players who entered the palace were shocked.
Then, with a series of sounds of torches being lit, the deep darkness was suddenly lit up by balls of fire.
The players found that they had come to a huge palace.
The palace was brightly lit, and the style was rough. Ferocious stone sculptures could be seen everywhere, and there were two rows of huge stone pillars at least twenty to thirty meters tall on the left and right sides.
The stone pillars extended to the deepest part of the palace, which was also the highest place in the entire hall. Layers of stairs gradually went up and converged to a high platform.
And on the high platform, there was a black devil statue.
The statue was more than twenty meters tall, with a goat body and a human body. Its whole body was covered in majestic armor, like a king that ruled the world.
"The sound just now came from that statue?"
A player rubbed his pointed ears that were a little numb from the loud sound and looked at the statue in the deepest part of the palace in surprise.
"Hmm? This … Isn't this the appearance of the Demon God during the war in the underground world? "
Soon, someone recognized the identity of the statue.
"That's right, it's our target, the Demon God Azazel!"
Shapeshifter Ji Gang was refreshed and said excitedly.
And at the same time, the statue changed.
The originally black statue suddenly began to be dyed with blood-red lines, emitting a strange light.
The lines continued to spread on the statue and soon covered the whole body. Finally, with a crackling sound, it turned into balls of flames.
The flames completely enveloped the devil statue, and at the same time, a frightening aura suddenly came out of the statue.
The black color kept fading, and the originally silent statue gradually became more and more vivid.
Under the nervous, expectant, excited, and nervous gazes of the players, the statue opened its eyes.
No.
At this time, it was no longer a statue.
It had turned into the seventh Demon God Azazel.
"He's alive! Quick, prepare for battle! "
Shapeshifter Ji Gang's expression became serious when he saw the Demon God awaken, and he raised his bow and shouted.
Hearing the order of their guild leader, the players all drew their weapons and entered battle mode.
The hunters began to wander and lurk, and the archers began to draw their bows and prepare for battle.
The Druids and Mages chanted incantations and cast buffs on their teammates.
The tank warrior strengthened his defensive skills one after another and stood at the front of the team.
After fighting in the wild time and time again, the players had already developed certain combat habits. At this moment, although there were slightly more people in the First Clear team, everyone's cooperation was still orderly.
At the same time, a new system notification appeared in the gamers' vision:
[Ding!]
[Waring! WARING!]
[The Seventh Demon God Azazel has awakened!]
[The Seventh Demon God Azazel has awakened!]
[Combat Mission: "Sealing the Demon God" activated!]
[Quest Description: Demon God Azazel has sensed the approach of living beings and has awakened from his slumber …]
"In order to prevent him from escaping the seal and wreaking havoc in the world, we must defeat him here and let him return to the seal!"
[Quest Objective: Defeat Demon God Azazel!]
The final mission had arrived!
The players' eyes lit up.
Then, as if in response, the torches around the palace suddenly burned even more fiercely, illuminating the entire hall.
At this moment, the tall demon god at the front seemed to be even more domineering and intimidating under the illumination of the flames.
The players looked at Azazel.
Azazel also looked at the players.
A cold light flashed in the red eyes on the ferocious goat's huge face.
At the same time, the players clearly saw a long red bar appear on top of Azazel's head.
That was … a health bar!
A new background music suddenly sounded. It was passionate and rhythmic.
This music seemed to have a strange magical power that made the players' blood boil and their fighting spirit surge. It was as if they would step onto a fierce battlefield in the next second and become a hero who saved the world.
The players almost instantly felt the surge of adrenaline.
Their breathing gradually became heavy, and their eyes were dyed with traces of crimson red.
At this moment, they felt as if they had become Popeye who had eaten spinach and could easily crush the entire world.
Ji Gang panted heavily and looked excitedly at the demon god in front of him.
At this moment, only a high fighting spirit was left in his heart.
He aimed at the demon god, drew his bow, and shouted at the top of his lungs,
"Brothers and sisters! Go! "
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
At the command, the players roared and charged at the demon god.
…
"Is this the existence sent by Yuktrashil to strengthen the seal?"
Looking at the ant rushing towards him, Azazel's heart was filled with rage.
Humiliation.
This was definitely a naked humiliation!
Ten sprites who had just reached silver and fifteen rookies who were not even silver?
He was the King of Hell, the Seventh Demon God, and they only sent such trash to defeat him?
Were they looking down on him, Azazel?!
Azazel sneered.
He opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but he was shocked to find that he could not say anything other than snorting or roaring …
It was a seal!
His heart sank.
However, at the same time, a voice that Azazel was familiar with sounded in the hall again.
That voice was exactly the same as Azazel's tone.
"Tremble! Die! "
The voice was vast and vicissitudes of life with a hint of pride.
However, in the ears of this demon god, he was dumbfounded.
Azazel was speechless.
This … wasn't what I said!
He opened his mouth, but he quickly remembered the words that the damn ancient god left behind when he left.
"Three lines are enough for you."
Azazel was speechless.
It was Yuktrashil!
It was that bastard!
He actually dared to play with him like this!
When he escaped, he would definitely not let him go!
Azazel was so angry that his entire body was trembling.
He glared fiercely at the sprites who were rushing towards him with a gloomy expression.
No matter what, those who offended the True God had to pay the price!
He roared angrily and summoned his giant flaming sword, slashing down at them.
The players' expressions changed.
The tank warrior at the front had a solemn expression.
He let out a long roar, used the two skills [Unyielding] and [Guardian], and raised his sword to block.
At the same time, the druids and mages' various protective spells fell on his body.
Azazel's flame sword instantly hit the warrior player's big sword.
Accompanied by a loud bang, violent energy fluctuations spread out in all directions.
The warrior player spat out blood and was instantly seriously injured. The ground under his feet cracked …
However, Azazel's expression became even more unsightly.
At this time, he realized that his strength had been imprisoned to around the middle silver level.
"Yuktrashil!"
He roared angrily in his heart.
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