"Is this the key to the Demon God's Labyrinth dungeon? After activating this … we can enter the new Boss' palace, right? "
In the Demon God's Labyrinth, the cartoonist uncle Black Cat looked at the golden key in his hand with anticipation.
After a few months of gaming, he had finally reached level 40.
A few days ago, there was a bug in the Demon God's Labyrinth, so he did not come here to farm for the class change slots.
Now that the new version of the dungeon was online, he immediately contacted a reclamation team and came to the Demon God's Labyrinth to look for an opportunity to advance to silver.
As for why the reclamation team wanted a black-iron player like him, it had to be explained from the mechanics of the Demon God's Labyrinth.
The strength of the Boss in the Demon God's Labyrinth was not fixed, it would be adjusted according to the overall strength of the player team.
Black Cat, who was not short of money, had offered him considerable contribution points to bribe him and also to lower the combat power of the Boss.
"That's right, this is the new version of the palace key. It's said that there are 13 new Bosses in the Labyrinth this time, their appearance and movement mechanisms are all different. The official website has released a portrait, each cooler than the last, I wonder which one we will encounter."
The leader of the reclamation team, a silver-strength Druid player with a control specialization, replied.
Druids with control specialization were the class with the most support skills, it was also the most suitable class to be the leader.
"Then when can we fight the final Boss? The one that can change the class change slots … what's it called … Azazel? "
Vieruodis, who was Black Cat's assistant, Cao Lingxuan, asked.
She was also level 40.
As an assistant, she was also trapped in "Elven Kingdom" like her teacher.
Because of that, even with thinking speed four times faster, it could not save their manga, it was still delayed.
"According to the official description, after defeating these new Bosses, there is a probability of dropping the key to the final Demon God's Palace! But … there is only one or two chances a week, it belongs to whoever respawns. "
A player who had carefully read the new dungeon explained.
"That's right."
The leader nodded.
"However, now the mechanism has been changed, these new Bosses can also drop the class change slots, and the final Boss, Azazel, will drop a scroll that will definitely change the class change slots, and it can also drop Divine Artifact Repair Points!"
He added with anticipation.
"I see!"
The black cat and Vieruodis's eyes lit up.
That way, the probability of getting a job change slot would be much higher!
The leader of the Wasteland Reclaimers smiled at them, then his expression turned serious.
"Alright, everyone, get ready. I'm going to summon the Demon Palace."
With that, he raised the golden key, closed his eyes, and began to call.
In the next second, the key emitted a dazzling light and slowly disappeared. In front of everyone, a dark red palace door appeared.
The door was engraved with ferocious carvings, emitting a sinister and evil aura.
"It's been summoned!"
The players' spirits were lifted.
They rubbed their shoulders and rubbed their palms, looking expectant.
The leader of the Wasteland Reclamation team smiled, then said seriously,
"Come on, let's go in!"
Then, he pushed open the door.
…
The dim lights suddenly became bright, adding a touch of solemnity to the originally gloomy and terrifying palace.
Barr was surprised to see a group of well-equipped humanoid creatures enter the palace.
There were archers with long backs, warriors with swords and shields, mages with tall hats, hunters in leather armor …
They were tall and had different appearances. They had pointed ears and fair skin, and the sweet aura on their bodies made Barr's desire to invade and devour intelligent life instantly stir.
That was the life aura unique to the highly intelligent life of the material world, incomparably pure.
Elves?!
Barr was surprised.
More importantly, these elves were still very weak.
The moment these elves entered the palace, Barr found that their gazes were focused on him, and then … he heard the elves' excited voices.
"Wow! It's a new BOSS! So cool! "
"Isn't this armor a little too gorgeous?! Will it drop? "
Barr was speechless.
This … what's going on?!
Before he could figure out what was going on, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the palace.
"Hmph! A group of lowly ants, with just you … you dare to challenge the great Demon God, His Majesty Azazel? "
This voice was rough, dignified, and at the same time, arrogant and disdainful.
When he heard this, Barr was slightly taken aback, and he could not hide the astonishment on his face.
Because … this was his voice.
What's going on?!
Who is pretending that he is talking?
Don't they know that he hates Azazel the most?!
Barr opened his mouth, but he found that he could not make any sound …
Barr was speechless.
Azazel …
It must be Azazel's doing!
Only that guy would shamelessly call himself great!
Barr seemed to have understood something, and he gritted his teeth.
Meanwhile, the elves were still chatting with each other.
"Is this one of the 13 Demon Monarchs?"
"Not bad … after the update, Old Azazel has lackeys."
"Hurry up! Figure out his attack mechanism! "
Under Barr's astonished gaze, he saw these elves, whose average strength was not even at the Silver level, excitedly pull out their weapons and charge at him.
That expression, that look, they were like goblins on a hunt.
Along with the rhythmic chanting of incantations, waves of magic light lit up, and flashing sword techniques and various offensive magic spells rained down on Barr.
Barr sneered at the sudden attack of the elves.
Although he did not know where this was, and although he did not know why these stupid elves were crazy, but … with just them?
A group of ants who did not even have the strength of a Silver level?
It would be a waste not to take meat that was delivered to his doorstep.
He could not deal with Azazel and the unfamiliar True God, but these dozen or so insignificant elves?
Hehe.
Just as well … he had nowhere to vent his frustration from his voice being sealed. He would let these elves suffer his anger!
"Hmph! Stupid elves, do you think the great Lord Azazel is someone that you lowly beings can see? You have to get past me first! "
But at this moment, another arrogant voice sounded ….
Barr was speechless.
This … was still his voice.
But … it was still not his voice.
Moreover, the respect in this voice for Azazel … Barr wanted to vomit after hearing it.
It was too disgusting.
It was really too disgusting!
Azazel!
You narcissistic bastard!
Barr roared in his heart.
When he looked at the elves again, his eyes had turned red.
The frustration of being played, the hurt of his pride … At this moment, it had turned into endless anger.
Barr pulled out his ten-meter-long sword, and his twenty-meter-tall giant body leaped up, swinging his sword at the elves charging at him.
Powerful magic power soared into the sky, and an evil and twisted power wreaked havoc.
However, when Barr slashed with his saber, he was shocked to find that his power, which could easily split a mountain, only left a shallow trench on the ground.
As for the elves, whose average strength was not even at the Silver level, they did not turn into meat paste like Barr had imagined. Instead, they successfully dodged the attack.
Although they were in a sorry state, and although the elves who ran slower were injured by the aftermath of his attack … they had indeed dodged the attack.
And such a thing was simply unimaginable for a superior devil who had reached the peak of the Legendary-level.
It was not until this moment that Barr suddenly realized that his strength had been shackled!
His strength was limited to the peak of the Silver level …
Barr was speechless.
As a Demon Monarch who had lived for ten thousand years, his wisdom was still very high.
At this moment, from the moment he accepted the summoning of the Demon God, the scenes he had seen and heard the conversation between Azazel and the mysterious True God replayed in his mind.
Demon God's maze …
Elven group …
Substitute …
Appearance …
Those sentences were intertwined with each other, pieced together, and reassembled.
Gradually, Barr's spiritual sense flashed, and he finally realized what Azazel was planning.
He understood …
Everything was clear!
This Seventh Demon God … had actually summoned them from hell and used them as test subjects for the elves!
Furthermore … it was very likely that the mysterious True God had originally used Azazel to do this!
In other words, these unlucky elves were summoned by Azazel and became his substitutes!
It must be so!
It must be so!
Otherwise, these elves who rushed in wouldn't have such an excited expression.
Because it was impossible for there to be ordinary intelligent creatures in this world who were not afraid of the Demon Monarch, not to mention their expressions as if they were playing!
And that mysterious True God … was probably the legendary new god who sealed Azazel!
He had fallen. He didn't expect that Azazel, the dignified Seventh Demon God, had fallen!
He had actually cooperated with a righteous god and used his subordinates to temper the elves!
How long had it been, and he had already submitted to a righteous god who had sealed him?
When did he become so weak?
This … was simply an insult to his identity as a Demon God!
While he was puzzled by Azazel's actions, his anger continued to rise.
Barr was proud.
He had always been proud of being a demon.
At this moment, seeing through Azazel's actions, the anger in his heart almost reached its peak.
Azazel!
You shameless Demon God, cowardly bastard!
He roared in his heart.
Then … he looked at the elves again.
A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
And the aura on his body continued to rise.
So what if his strength was sealed?
Today … he would use his actions to prove that a dignified demon, even if his strength was sealed, was not something that this group of lowly elves could fight against!
He wasn't a coward like Azazel!
…
Half an hour later …
The appearance of the palace had changed greatly.
There were messy scenes everywhere after the battle raged.
Messy gravel, cracked ground, cracked walls, and … pieces of elven equipment that were twisted beyond recognition and mottled with blood.
And the Demon Monarch Barr, who was completely exhausted and covered with hideous wounds, fell to the ground. He looked at the ceiling with his symbol painted on it and was in a daze …
He had failed …
He, the dignified Demon Monarch, Lord Barr, who ruled nearly one-third of the land of the first level of hell, had actually failed …
He had actually been defeated by a group of elves whose average strength was less than silver …
Barr's eyes were dull. Until now, he still did not know why he had failed.
Even though his strength was restricted, he still firmly believed that the elves were not his match.
Originally … it should have been like this.
Barr's breath was weak. He trembled as he looked at the few remaining elves who were constantly approaching him. His expression finally revealed a trace of panic.
This … was definitely not an ordinary elf!
This was a group of lunatics in elf skin who fought without regard for their lives!
Moreover, why were they so familiar with his actions?!
It should be his first time fighting with these guys, right?
But often, when he made a move in battle, they would know what he was going to do next …
Barr's breath was weak, and he was already on the verge of death.
But his heart was full of grievances and confusion.
However, if he knew what kind of demons the players had been fighting these few months, he would understand why.
Although Barr was a Demon Monarch, he was still a type of goat-horned demon, and a rather pure one.
And the players were all too familiar with the goat-horned demons.
Most of the demons that Azazel had created in the Demon God Maze were goat-horned demons!
Under the premise that his strength was restricted and many of the abilities belonging to superior demons could not be used, Barr was just a high-level goat-horned demon to the players.
From this point of view, he was even less advantageous than his colleagues who had mutated into strange appearances because they had swallowed strange bloodlines!
The players cheered and approached the dying Barr with swords and sabers in their hands.
And there was only desolation left in Barr's heart.
It was over.
Everything was over.
I didn't expect that I, a Demon Monarch, would die in the hands of a group of lowly elves …
And just as Barr was in despair, suddenly … a deep red light enveloped him.
The next second, Barr felt that he was teleported out of the palace.
However, at the last moment before he was teleported, he vaguely heard a familiar voice.
"Hmph, even if you defeat me, you can't defeat the great Lord Azazel! I, Barr … will definitely come back! "
Barr was speechless.
Azazel!
Bastard!
Even if you are a Demon God, you shouldn't humiliate me like this!
He roared in grief and indignation in his heart.
His vision blurred, and Barr cut off his consciousness in grief and indignation …
…
After an unknown period of time, Barr woke up from his deep sleep again.
What greeted his eyes was still the Demon Palace that was very much to his liking.
The ferocious and terrifying Demon Statue, the glorious and imposing Lord's throne, and the unique Demon Symbol that belonged to him.
In the palace, the lights flickered, and it was deep and solemn.
Everything was intact, as if the battle that had just happened was a dream.
Looking at the familiar scene around him, Barr was a little dazed and puzzled.
What's going on?
Could it be … that it was a dream?
However, the battle just now was so real. Was it really a dream?
He lowered his head to check the injuries on his body again, but he found that he was not injured at all. Other than his strength being restrained, everything was intact.
However, at the same time, he vaguely sensed that there seemed to be a familiar power remaining in his body. It seemed to belong to Azazel.
At this moment, Barr recalled the conversation between the goddess and Azazel before she left …
Barr was speechless.
He suddenly had an ominous premonition.
The next second, creaking sounds came from not far away.
The door of the palace … opened again.
Another team of well-equipped and excited elves appeared in his field of vision.
Barr was speechless.
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