The core palace of the Demon God's Maze.
The Seventh Demon God, Azazel, sat on his throne with a sad face. While enjoying the delicious food, he sighed and looked at the huge crystal ball in front of him.
Since a few months ago, for some reason, more and more elves had broken into the maze. The number of elves had increased explosively.
As for their strength, it was as if heaven and earth had been turned upside down compared to before.
Under the high-intensity attacks of the elves, the cost of maintaining the balance of the maze, which could be defended leisurely, became higher and higher.
The speed at which he summoned demons could not even keep up with the speed at which the elves destroyed the demons.
It was not that he did not have enough divine power, but even as a myth, his energy was limited in a sealed state.
If this continued, it would not be long before the leisurely days from before would be completely gone.
Although he, Azazel, would not be reduced to a "Dungeon Boss" that was farmed every day like before, he would become a "tool" that could not do anything else while constantly summoning demons.
Well, he had learned these words from the elves.
However, the good thing was that there were still some demon subordinates who could share the pressure of the boss battle, so he did not have to go personally.
But even so, as the number of elves increased, a few demon lords completely collapsed and finally went crazy.
Azazel did not care much about these unlucky demon lords.
They were just some demon subordinates. If they went crazy, so be it. When they were in the Infernal Plane, they also thought about how to betray him every day.
But as the situation gradually worsened, Azazel finally could not sit still …
Just a few days ago, there was a demon lord whose strength had reached the legendary level. After many battles, he finally could not bear the burden and directly died of exhaustion …
Azazel had long foreseen that there would be demon lords who would die of exhaustion under the attacks of the elves.
After all, these guys had their strength restricted and had almost no time to rest. Even if they were legends, their physical strength was limited.
But in his original plan, even if he died of exhaustion, he would probably have to hold on for more than ten years first.
If a demon lord could hold on for more than ten years, he would have the opportunity to constantly summon new demon lords.
And if the demon lords died so quickly, then … it would not be easy to handle in the future.
There were many demon lords in the third level of hell, but they should not be consumed like this.
"Sigh … If only there were guys with more patience to replace them."
Azazel sighed.
Azazel could not help but shudder at the thought of the day when the Demon Monarch was completely insufficient and he was designated as the only boss of the labyrinth by Yuktrasir.
He didn't want to live such a horrible life anymore.
After taking a bite of the melon grown in the Elven Forest, Azazel felt that the melon in his mouth was not sweet at all.
"Hmph, can't these elves bring more meat? You only know how to bring these tasteless things into the maze every day. "
Azazel threw the melon peel to the ground in dissatisfaction.
Then, a few more demon servants immediately put away the melon skin.
Of course, Azazel naturally didn't know that it was precisely because he would send hordes of demons to snatch the meat that the Players gradually became vigilant.
Don't bring delicious food into the Demon God's Maze, or you'll be targeted by the demons!
This was included in the players' guides …
However, just as Azazel picked up a new melon and was about to slowly put it into his mouth, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the palace.
"You're living a good life, Azazel."
Hearing the ethereal voice with a hint of playfulness, Azazel shuddered violently, and the melon in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
He turned his head stiffly, his scalp tingling.
"Yu-Yuktrasir, I … I've obediently done as you asked. You … What are you still doing here?"
Eve smiled and looked at the Seventh Demon God who suddenly became vigilant. Even his ferocious demon tail shrank behind him and said, "Nothing much.
Seeing that you've been working hard recently, I found a few subordinates for you. "
"Subordinates?"
Azazel frowned and looked a little puzzled.
Eve did not say much. She snapped her fingers, and the golden Triumphant Stone Gate appeared in the palace.
Then, three figures tied up like dumplings by God's Lock were thrown in.
"They are your subordinates. I've given you part of the authority of the Demon God's Maze. Let them play their role here."
"When they run out of Divine Power, remember to replenish them."
Eve said.
After that, she did not explain much. She directly dispersed her incarnation and the Reversal Gate and left the maze.
Only Azazel was left curiously looking at the three figures who suddenly appeared in the palace.
The One-Horned Duke Andria with a blank face.
The Fallen Angel Lulia with messy clothes but a smile on her face.
And the Queen of Pain Alisa with an enchanting figure and a resentful face.
At this moment, the strength of the three evil gods had been completely sealed.
No, even if they were not sealed, being in the Demon God's Maze that Eve had strengthened time and time again, they had completely lost their freedom.
And suddenly appearing in a solemn and gorgeous palace with a style that was extremely in line with the demon's aesthetic, it could even be said that it was the demon's dream palace. The three evil gods had different expressions.
Andria was a little stunned. He looked at the decorations in the palace with a burning gaze and a face full of envy.
But when the other two evil gods and Azazel who was sitting on the throne made eye contact, their expressions suddenly froze.
For a moment, the entire palace fell into silence. The atmosphere was strange.
Azazel narrowed his eyes and looked at Lulia and Alisa who had stiff expressions. He suddenly laughed.
"Hahahahaha!
"Look at who this is? Isn't this the great Fallen Angel and the charming Queen of Pain? "
Then, his expression suddenly became ferocious as he laughed sinisterly.
"You didn't expect this, right? We meet again! Why? You two fellows actually have such a day! "
"Uh … Your Holiness Azazel, that … long time no see. You seem to be looking good …"
Lulia laughed dryly.
"Not bad, you second uncle!"
Hearing Lulia's words, Azazel cursed angrily, his facial features becoming distorted.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out with a face full of grief and indignation.
"Do you know how I've endured these past few years? Do you know?! Huh?!
"You don't know!
"In your hearts, there's only yourselves!"
Sensing that the other party's power was even stronger than theirs after being sealed, Lulia and Alisa's expressions changed slightly.
"This … Your Holiness Azazel, listen to us. That was really just a beautiful accident … Actually, we …"
"Accident my ass! You two fellows are full of lies and schemes! I was really blind back then. I had eight lifetimes of bad luck to believe the words of you two bastards! "
Azazel cursed angrily, Bluestar words at his fingertips.
Then, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Don't you like to run away? Well, in the coming days, I'll definitely satisfy your preferences and let you run to your heart's content … "
Looking at Azazel's cold smile, Lulia and Alisa's expressions froze.
They had a bad premonition in their hearts.
At this time, Andria raised his head excitedly. He caressed the demon statue in the palace lovingly and asked with a silly expression, "What are you talking about?
He asked with a silly look, "Where is this?"
Azazel: …
Lulia: …
Alisa: …
The Seventh Demon God narrowed his eyes and looked at the one-horned duke. He chuckled and said meaningfully, "Don't be anxious.
"Don't worry, this will be the place where your dreams begin."
"Hehehehehe, welcome … to the Demon God's Maze!"
…
After throwing the three abyssal myths to Azazel, Eve did not ask any more questions.
It had been a few years, and Azazel had completely become a dungeon boss and lousy game producer. As long as Eve still had the final control and sealing ability of the Demon God's Maze, he could not leave this place and could only work honestly.
With the recent influx of players, the Demon God's Maze was stretched thin. Eve also knew that this was the right time for the three evil gods to "join."
Perhaps the three of them could not last as long as Azazel when facing the players, but they were evil gods after all. With Azazel's continuous supply of abyssal power, they could indirectly become semi-perpetual motion machines.
Entertaining the players was one thing, but continuously providing divine power was another.
Returning to the kingdom again, Eve did not enter the temple this time.
She came to the projection of the World Tree in the center of the kingdom.
A dazzling light flickered, and a majestic figure descended. Eve appeared here in the appearance of a descending incarnation.
And after she appeared, on the ground, in the dense forest, there were immediately illusory figures slowly walking out.
They had a faint halo on their bodies, and they wore all kinds of clothes. Their outstanding appearance and pointed ears proved their identity.
They gathered densely and came to the feet of Eve's incarnation, worshipping her.
From afar, there were probably more than 100,000 people.
They were elven petitioners.
Looking at these illusory figures, Eve's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity.
The pious and excellent believers in life would return to their respective kingdom after death to be reborn and obtain eternity in the kingdom.
These were the petitioners.
They prayed day and night in the kingdom, providing faith for the true gods. In the war of gods, they would also fight as the army of the true gods.
It could be said that the petitioners were one of the final trump cards of the true gods of faith in the war of gods, and they were also the main force of the war of gods in the kingdom.
It was also the existence of a large number of petitioners, coupled with the Divine Power stored in the God's Kingdom, that allowed some weak or even weak Divine Power to barely hold on for a very long time in the face of an enemy with medium or even great Divine Power.
Ever since Eve had awakened, there had been a few petitioners in her kingdom, but their numbers had never exceeded a thousand.
And these were none other than the undead of the Rocksand tribe, as well as the frost elves who had died in battle on the Cliff of Sorrows.
At this moment, Eve once again thought of the figure who had sacrificed himself.
The Child of the Earth, Uriah …
He was the same as Orloss. In the end, he had chosen to sacrifice his life to help his tribe.
Thinking back to how he had mechanically called out to her on the Cliff of Sorrows, Eve's emotions became more and more complicated.
She, who had inherited the World Tree's inheritance, had also inherited some of its emotions. Although she didn't know much about this demigod in her fragmented memories, Eve also felt a bit sad.
Unfortunately, just like Orloss, Uriah did not leave behind a single bit of his divine soul. He had completely turned into nothingness.
Everything about him had completely merged with these petitioners.
Looking at these petitioners who were worshipping her, Eve had a myriad of thoughts.
If they were to be dealt with normally, they would live in her kingdom and gradually forget their worldly memories until they merged with her after a long period of time.
At the same time, they would also become part of her army in her future battles with other mythical gods, and even in the upcoming war between gods and demons.
However, Eve's mind would always flash with the longing and regret for their homeland in the eyes of the frost elves who had died in battle at the moment of dawn.
For worldly beings, a kingdom was indeed like heaven.
However, it was ultimately not their homeland.
Her gaze slowly swept across the petitioners, and Eve fell into silence.
As the Goddess of Life, she actually had more than one choice.
Thinking of this, she sighed.
"Pious children.
"I can see the longing for your homeland and loved ones in the eyes of many of you …
"Now, I'll give you two choices.
"One is to live a carefree life here as my petitioner and fight against the enemy as my warriors.
"The other is to erase your memories in the kingdom and be resurrected in the World of Segers.
"However, I need to remind you that your souls are extremely weak. After being resurrected, you will definitely suffer a certain degree of damage.
"In order to reduce the damage to your souls, after being resurrected, you will have the exact same body as your original body. There won't be any major changes to your remaining lifespan.
"And when you die again and become a petitioner, your time of existence will be shorter than other petitioners …
"Now, children who want to continue staying in the kingdom, stay where you are. Those who want to return to the World of Segers, take a step forward …"
Hearing Eve's words, the petitioners fell into an uproar.
A moment later, they piously bowed to Eve, and about one-eighth of the petitioners took a step forward.
Most of them were frost elves who had died in battle, and very few were rock and sand elves.
In fact, it was understandable.
The rock and sand elves had been dead for more than two thousand years, and they had long since lost their attachments.
But the frost elves were different.
Although almost 30,000 people had died in battle on the Cliff of Sorrow, most of them eventually returned to the World of Segers.
They still had many regrets in their hearts.
Looking at the petitioners who had made their choice, Eve smiled gently.
"I understand."
With that, she gently waved her hand, and the petitioners who chose to be resurrected disappeared from the kingdom.
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