In the light, the Demon Monarch Barr felt that the evil and chaotic aura unique to the Infernal Plane had disappeared.
Instead, it was replaced by a strong smell of sulfur.
At this moment, he became vigilant and was ready to escape immediately after the teleportation …
He would not be wrong.
This smell was the smell of the Seventh Demon God, Azazel.
The light dissipated, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear. Barr found himself in a magnificent palace.
And in the center of the palace stood a ferocious-looking goat-horned demon.
His whole body was burning with raging flames, and his huge body exuded an evil and awe-inspiring power.
And around him, there were constantly flashes of red light. Summoning circles appeared one after another, and Demon Monarchs who accepted the summoning of the Demon God like Barr walked out one after another.
Among them, there were many who were defeated by Barr and his sworn enemies.
However, Barr did not have the leisure to pay attention to them now.
His attention was all focused on the goat-horned demon in the center of the palace who was several times bigger than him …
Azazel's gaze kept sweeping over the summoned Demon Monarchs, especially the armor and weapons on their bodies that were obviously much better than ten thousand years ago. Then … he let out a low laugh.
"Ha … I haven't returned to the Infernal Plane for so many years, and all of you are living very comfortably …"
His tone was slightly sour.
There was even a faint feeling of gnashing his teeth …
But if one looked at the whole scene, one would know why.
Although Azazel's aura was extremely terrifying …
Although he stood there, it meant that he was the absolute master …
But there was nothing on his body except the raging flames.
His weapon that had accompanied him for ten thousand years had long been destroyed in the battles with the True Gods.
His majestic armor had also been completely dispelled by the sealed power in the ten thousand years of sealing time.
Now, he had nothing but his body.
Even when fighting with the players, Azazel only used his own power to summon the flaming blade.
In contrast, the summoned Demon Monarchs were very eye-catching.
There were a total of thirteen Demon Monarchs who responded to Azazel's summon.
Each of them was tall and full of energy.
Even though they subconsciously revealed expressions of awe and fear when they saw Azazel, it still couldn't hide the lazy temperament that had been formed after living like a prince for a long time.
Not only that, but they were all wearing flashy armor, and the scales on them were polished until they were shiny. It was obvious at a glance that they were taken good care of every day, the kind that was polished by the imps every day.
The weapons in their hands were also mighty and extraordinary. At a glance, one could tell that many of them were specially customized by dwarves or human blacksmiths captured from the material world through projections.
Azazel even sensed an aura similar to fallen divine power from the weapons in the hands of the Fiend Monarchs. Those were fallen divine weapons.
Although it was not a fallen True God weapon, Azazel was still surprised that these Demon Monarchs were able to get their hands on a divine weapon during his absence … Plus, he was quite jealous.
Ten thousand years ago, he would never allow his subordinates to hide such things.
They had to be handed over to him, and he would distribute them when he went to war with other planes!
Everything was afraid of comparison.
Even if they didn't say anything, the way these bastards behaved was enough to show how carefree they were in hell.
What about him?
He was one of the Seven Monarchs of hell, the true master of the first level of hell, but he was directly sealed for ten thousand years.
He finally escaped with great difficulty, but he was resurrected. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was sealed by Yuktrashil, who was more demonic than a demon and more demonic than a devil.
It was fine if he was sealed, but he, the Seventh Demon God, was reduced to a toy bullied by a group of lowly elves.
Miserable …
It was really miserable.
In this world, was there a Demon God who was more unlucky than him?
Hearing Azazel's words, the summoned Demon Monarchs looked at each other.
At this moment, they almost had the same thought.
How could it not be comfortable?
Without a greedy guy like you sucking blood from above, relying on the offerings of the big and small demons below, as well as the sacrifices of those worshipers in the material world, fighting every day when he wanted to, and projecting into the material world to seduce intelligent life, seducing intelligent life, anyone could live well, right?!
Of course, they only thought about it and didn't dare to say it out loud.
As for Baal, his eyelids were twitching wildly.
This was because he saw that Azazel's gaze quickly landed on him after looking around.
This Demon God's eyes had a trace of pickiness as if he was looking at goods. After sizing him up, he nodded slightly.
"Similar, really similar!"
"As expected of the guy I trained. I didn't expect you to be at the peak of the Legendary level. It seems that … I summoned you in time this time. Whether I can be safe this time depends on you. "
Baal was speechless.
Although he didn't know what Azazel meant by depending on him, with his understanding of this Demon God for many years, it was definitely not a good thing.
And the meaningful attitude in Azazel's words when he mentioned his strength made Baal's eyelids twitch wildly.
At this moment, he knew that Azazel was already hostile to him.
However, during this period of time, Barr was able to more or less sense Azazel's condition.
The other party was indeed in a sealed state. Although the aura he showed was terrifying, it was more like a bluff.
And if he carefully identified it, he, who had reached the peak of the Legendary level, could even vaguely sense some majestic and sacred aura in this palace.
That should belong to the righteous god who sealed Azazel.
But no matter how bad Azazel's state was, Baal had no intention of fighting with him.
Fighting with a Demon God was meaningless.
Even if he won, so what?
He would just help him resurrect in hell.
Baal only had one thought now.
And that was to take advantage of this good opportunity —
Run!
Run quickly!
Run as far away as possible!
As long as he left this place, the world of Segers would be at his mercy!
A castle as grand as this palace, the delicious blood of virgins, the tender flesh of elves, and even some opportunities to become an evil god were all beckoning to him!
With this thought, Baal turned around without hesitation, intending to escape toward the palace gate.
However, before he could do anything, he suddenly heard Azazel's slightly perturbed voice.
"Eve … cough, Her Holiness Eve, do you think these demons are enough?"
Her Holiness Eve?
Baal was slightly stunned.
Before he could recall where he had heard this familiar name recently, several vines broke out of the ground where he was standing and completely tied him up …
What was this?!
Feeling the dark green vines that wrapped around him with traces of terrifying power, Baal was horrified.
Exclamations came from all around. When Baal raised his head, he found that not only him, but all the Demon Monarchs who had descended were entangled by the vines.
These vines carried traces of mighty power, as well as a sacred and majestic aura.
That was the divine power of a true god.
A true god!
There was actually a true god hiding here!
What did Azazel want to do?!
Baal was horrified.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that not only did the vines imprison his power, but they also directly imprison his voice!
"Not bad. I didn't expect you to summon thirteen legends in one go. It's a bit beyond my expectations."
An ethereal voice sounded, and a beautiful goddess shrouded in holy light appeared beside Azazel.
And at the next moment, a scene that left the devils dumbfounded appeared.
They saw that this Demon God, who had always been at odds with true gods, actually showed a fawning expression.
"Then … you … no, you see, can they replace me?"
His actions and expression made the Demon Monarchs involuntarily think of when they were fawning in front of him ten thousand years ago …
Although, most of the time, they were fawning on him.
And a Demon God fawning on a righteous god, this was an unprecedented scene that even made all the Demon Monarchs forget to struggle. They looked at Azazel with dull eyes.
At this moment, they even suspected whether the Demon God in front of them was Azazel, or if he had been sealed for so long that even his brain had a problem?
Since when did an immortal Demon God fear a righteous god?!
Although some Demon Gods were indeed like mice seeing a cat when they saw a righteous god, Azazel was not an ordinary Demon God!
He was a Demon God!
At most, he would be sealed!
What did this true god do?
How could it make an almost invincible Demon God show such an expression?
The Demon Monarchs were shocked.
However, Azazel seemed to be oblivious to their shock.
It was as if in his heart, fawning on this mysterious true god was the most important thing.
He showed a human-like expression, and there was even a hint of flattery in his expression.
He pointed at Barr, who was in a daze, and said,
"And this guy, he looks so much like me. Does that mean he can replace me?"
Barr was speechless.
He widened his eyes and struggled a few times.
However, he could not move at all.
Then, he saw the silver-haired, purple-eyed goddess cast her gaze over.
That gaze carried a trace of criticism and scrutiny.
"His appearance is not bad. He's quite suitable to be a boss, but … he's still not as good as you. You still have to appear."
"Of course, I'm honest. After that, you only need to appear once a day. Moreover, it's up to you to choose which elven group you want to face."
"I've already prepared the venues for the other demons. You can arrange the rest yourself. After you're done, call me, and the Demon God's Maze will be open to the elves."
The mysterious goddess said to Azazel.
The demons could understand every word of her words.
But when they were connected, they were a little confused.
Appear? Elves? Demon God's Maze?
What was that?
The goddess didn't finish her words.
She pondered for a moment and said,
"By the way, I remember … the vitality of legendary demons has always been relatively strong, right? As long as they're not completely dead, as a Demon God, can you save them? "
Azazel nodded.
"If they don't die on the spot, I can do it."
"Hmm? Not bad! "
The goddess's eyes lit up.
She revealed a satisfied smile, but in the eyes of the demons, that smile was like a devil's.
"In that case, beat them until they're half-dead every time. You can control this degree. After they're half-dead, you can heal them and let them proceed to the next round."
"If everything goes well, I can extend your appearance time to three days, or even once a week."
"Of course, the premise is that these demons can meet the needs of the maze."
"How about it?"
Hearing the goddess's words, Azazel's expression brightened.
"Yes! I can do it! Her Holiness Eve! Please leave this matter to me! I only ask to appear once a week! "
"That will depend on your performance. Remember to seal their strength. Legendary Battle Masters are still too strong. Also … if a demon dies, you know what to do, right? "
The goddess smiled slightly and said.
"Yes, summon them again and make up the scene!"
Azazel nodded repeatedly.
"Very good."
The goddess praised.
"Then, I'll leave this to you. The number of times you appear will depend entirely on your next performance."
After saying that, she smiled gently again.
Then, a golden-green light enveloped her body.
Her figure slowly dissipated, and her aura gradually disappeared.
The goddess left this palace.
Azazel only breathed a sigh of relief when he completely couldn't sense the other party's aura.
At this time, he realized that he had unknowingly turned from a victim of the Demon God's Maze to a half-victim and half-participant. In turn, he had become Yuktrashil's helper!
But the key was that he didn't feel a trace of disharmony. Even when he saw the faces of these bastards in hell, he felt an inexplicable satisfaction and joy in his heart.
What was even more ridiculous was that Azazel actually had a trace of anticipation for the opening of the Demon God's Maze for the first time …
"What's wrong with me?"
He muttered.
Shaking his head hard and shaking off these inexplicable thoughts, Azazel looked at the trembling demon monarchs again and let out a burst of laughter.
"Hehehehehe …"
"Little guys, welcome to the Demon God's Maze!"
Looking at Azazel's obviously malicious expression, the demon monarch Barr's face was ashen.
Goodbye.
My magnificent palace, my elven servants …
And my evil god dream.
In the next second, he lost consciousness …
…
After an unknown period of time, Barr slowly woke up from the darkness.
His consciousness slowly recovered.
His memory gradually became clear. Barr remembered Azazel's terrifying big face and the words he heard before his consciousness disappeared.
He instantly sobered up and sat up straight …
Demon God's Maze?
He muttered.
However, Barr was surprised to find that he couldn't make a sound.
He raised his head and looked around.
Then, he opened his mouth wide in surprise.
Barr found himself in a majestic and magnificent palace, sitting on a gorgeous throne.
In the palace, there were ferocious and terrifying demon reliefs, which suited his aesthetic very well.
Faint lights decorated the palace. At the same time, they gave the palace a gloomy aura.
This palace almost met all the conditions of Barr's dream …
What was even more outrageous was that Barr even saw his own symbol in the center of the palace.
One had to know that the symbol of a demon was very particular. It was something that the demon used to declare his sovereignty. Only the palace that belonged to the demon would have such a symbol.
What was going on?
I … am I dreaming?
Barr was a little confused.
At this moment, the door of the palace slowly opened …
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