The Maze of the Demon God, Azazel's palace.
The Seventh Demon God sat on his throne in a daze.
The big and small demons carefully massaged his shoulders and back. There were even demon lords who gave him his favorite melons that he had snatched from the elves.
However, the once crispy and sweet melons tasted like wax in his mouth at this moment.
Thinking of the words of Samuel, who had been thrown into the palace to enjoy the ravages of the elves, he became more and more irritated.
The entire palace was filled with a low pressure, making every demon keep quiet out of fear and not dare to make a sound.
However, this atmosphere made Azazel even more irritable.
Especially after Samuel said those words, the other demons looked at him with different gazes although they tried their best to hide it …
Confusion, flickering, excitement, complexity, pleasure, gloating …
Those gazes made Azazel wish he could dig out their eyeballs!
He had not fallen yet!
This group of damn traitors was already ready to make a move!
Was it because he saw that Samuel was also captured that he started to have other thoughts?!
So what if he was a demon god with great divine power?
Wasn't he still sealed by Yuktrashil?
Did these bastards forget that he, Azazel, was the master of the maze chosen by Yuktrashil!
Don't think that he did not know what these bastards were thinking.
It was nothing more than hearing Samuel mention that the core of his hell was about to be found. They felt that they were going to be finished and wanted to find an opportunity to betray him!
Azazel glanced at the demon lord who was holding a melon with both hands. He met the other party's gaze.
The other party immediately lowered his head guiltily.
Azazel was speechless.
Anger rose in his heart. He threw the melon to the ground and roared,
"Get lost! All of you, get lost! Get lost! "
When the demon god was angry, even if most of his strength was sealed, the pressure he displayed was not something that these demons whose strength was also restricted could compare to.
They looked terrified and hurriedly escaped from the Demon God's palace.
However, Azazel, who was already as sensitive as a rabbit, clearly sensed the relief of the demons when they fled …
Azazel felt as if there was a breath stuck in his chest, and then it instantly turned into endless anger.
"Get lost!"
He kicked the melon on the ground away, but because the melon was too brittle, it was directly crushed by his kick. The flesh of the melon stuck to his foot, causing him to almost slip in his sealed state.
The last demon at the door staggered and shuddered. Then, without hesitation, it lay on the ground and rolled out …
However, when it rolled out of the door, the demon's movements seemed to become very light, as if it was about to float.
Azazel was speechless.
"Bastard! Traitor! What an ingrate! "
He cursed angrily.
Lord Demon God's angry roar resounded in the palace.
As he cursed, Azazel's anger gradually turned into an inexplicable sorrow.
An indescribable sense of loneliness rose in his heart.
In an instant, he seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped onto the throne.
He slowly stretched out his hands and covered his face.
"I … What should I do?"
Azazel's voice was filled with confusion and fear.
And in his heart, there was a great sense of crisis and uneasiness.
The gloating mood of watching the unlucky abyss mythical creatures being captured one after another had long faded.
The joy and excitement of watching one of his sworn enemies, Samuel, become a prisoner of Yuktrashil and being thrown in front of him with his face covered in dirt had dissipated …
Samuel's words calmed him down, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
The core of hell …
That was the capital that allowed every demon god of hell to be resurrected infinitely and be immortal. It was equivalent to the life of every demon god.
His core of hell could be found at any time. This made Azazel, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, feel that death was so close for the first time, and he had an inexplicable fear.
Similarly, after Samuel was captured into the maze, after he calmed down from his initial excitement and joy, and after he saw the flickering gazes of the surrounding demons, he realized another serious problem.
That was … How did he become the master of the maze back then?
Azazel was actually very clear about this point.
That was because Yuktrashil had taken a fancy to his ability to obtain power infinitely from the abyss.
And that ability, to put it bluntly, also came from the core of hell.
Before Samuel was captured, it could be said that Azazel was the true center of the Demon God's maze and was an irreplaceable candidate in Yuktrashil's heart.
But now … there was an even more powerful Godfiend that had been locked inside.
If the war between gods and demons hadn't started, if the first level of hell hadn't been besieged, then to Azazel, there would only be one more threat.
But now, the army of petitioners of the gods had reached his doorstep, and he could be destroyed at any time.
At this time … What would Yuktrashil do?
To be honest, Azazel had been in the Demon God's maze for several years, but he still felt that Yuktrashil seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.
He didn't know what Yuktrashil was thinking, and he didn't know what Yuktrashil's attitude toward the demon god was.
But historically, all the true gods wanted to purify the abyss.
And as the famous mother of all the true gods, Yuktrashil's attitude was definitely not better than the other gods.
If there was a chance to purify himself …
Then Yuktrashil would probably not hesitate, right?
Not to mention that Yuktrashil had Samuel now.
Even if Yuktrashil died, Yuktrashil could still change to another maze master.
And based on his understanding of Samuel, that bad-tempered and energetic guy might even be more satisfying than Yuktrashil.
After all … strength meant toughness, bad-tempered meant a desire to fight, and energetic meant endurance …
Was there anything more suitable to be a maze boss than this?
From this point of view, not to mention that his core of hell had been discovered, even if it wasn't discovered this time and he survived the crisis, so what?
If it was really as he had guessed, would Samael be destined to take away part of his labyrinth authority, or even ride on his head with greater power?
Even if he survived the crisis this time, was it still possible to return to the days when he was constantly treated as a toy by the elves every day?
The more Azazel thought about it, the more frightened he became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt the crisis and the more terrified he felt.
At the same time, he inexplicably felt wronged …
He was the one who came to the Demon God Maze first!
Everything here, the various palaces here, except for the first few, were all built by Yuktrashil personally by the demons!
He was also the favorite boss of the Demon Palace selected by those bastard elves!
Even if he didn't make any contributions, he still worked hard!
Why …
Why did Yuktrashil seal another demon god here?
Why didn't he just seal Samuel somewhere else?
Did he already know that the first level of hell was going to be besieged?
Did he already know that he was going to experience this crisis?
Was he … already planning to give up on him?
The more Azazel thought about it, the more terrified he became. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt …
He gritted his teeth and slapped the armrest of the throne.
"No … I can't wait like this …"
"Save myself! I have to save myself! I don't want to die! I don't want to be ridden on by that bastard Samuel! "
As he spoke, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he sat up slightly.
After a moment of stiffness, he was suddenly discouraged.
"Looks like … that's the only choice …"
After making a decision in his heart, Azazel seemed to collapse and collapsed on the throne again.
But soon, he adjusted his state of mind and pulled himself together.
However, at this moment, something in the depths of his eyes seemed to be different.
"I … should talk to Yuktrashil …"
"Now, the only one who can let me live is him …"
Azazel looked at the door of the palace and muttered to himself.
At this moment, he realized another problem.
Usually, it was Yuktrashil who came to flip his sign.
How could he contact him now?
But suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and he looked in the direction outside the palace.
To be more precise, it was in the direction of the palace where Samuel was.
Azazel's eyes narrowed slightly.
"If I remember correctly … those elves seem to have said that the first impression is the most important thing."
"To be honest, it makes sense."
With a cold smile, Azazel regained his spirits. He touched his chest and took out the crystal ball that controlled the Demon God Palace …
…
"My strength has been completely sealed. Other than my divine power, the power I can exert is at most at the upper gold level."
In the ugliest palace in the entire Demon God Maze, the second Demon God Samuel's expression was very ugly.
At this time, if he still did not know that this was the place where the Goddess of Life sealed the abyss myths, then he would be a Demon God for nothing.
"No, I have to find a way to escape!"
Samuel's eyes flickered as he stood up from the ground.
His gaze swept across the ugly walls and closed door of the palace. He roared and crashed into it.
His strength was suppressed.
But his body was still the body of a Demon God.
He wanted to smash a big hole in this palace!
However, after Samuel crashed into the wall, he was disappointed to find that the sturdiness of this palace was far beyond his imagination …
"It's a seal … damn it, this entire maze is probably a huge seal! They are one! "
Samuel's expression became even uglier.
Just as Samuel was feeling angry and aggrieved, the door of the palace suddenly opened.
…
In the depths of the Demon God Maze, in the dark corridor, more than ten fully armed players were carefully exploring.
Walking at the front of the group was a Warrior player who was a mid-Silver-level Defender. He was also the leader of the group.
It was obvious that this was a dungeon team.
The large-scale war mission was coming to an end, and the most difficult battle was over. The various guilds had also lifted the emergency call, and now the Demon God Maze was popular again.
Especially since the war mission had caused many players to suffer heavy losses, and the demon equipment that they had obtained was so cheap that it could not be sold for much money. So now, many people were thinking of ways to earn contribution points.
And the boss team of the Demon God Maze dungeon was a very good choice.
In the past few months, there were new players joining the Elf Forest every month, and the Silver Profession Change slots were very popular as usual.
Every time they formed a team, they would bring five Black Iron-level bosses. As long as the profession change reward was dropped, everyone would be able to get a considerable amount of contribution points.
As the leader walked, he introduced the place to the new players behind him who were obviously new to the Demon God Maze.
"This is the deepest part of the Demon God Maze. When you come here and kill some Elite monsters, there is a certain chance that the key to the Demon God Palace will drop.
"Hey, you guys are in luck. Now, most people are still chasing demons on the battlefield in Maple Moon Free Territory. There shouldn't be too many people in the Maze for the next few days, so no one will snatch the key from us."
The new players nodded excitedly, then asked curiously, "What about this dungeon?
"That … Guild Leader, what is the approximate level of the Demon Gods here? I remember watching the Goddess's cutscene yesterday. That level isn't something that we can defeat, right? "
"Haha, don't panic. If it were the Demon Gods in the sky yesterday, of course we wouldn't be able to fight them. They are all Mythical, and only the Goddess can deal with them. But the Demon Gods here are different."
The leader laughed.
As he spoke, he explained to the new players enthusiastically.
"The strength of the Demon Gods here is sealed. It is all calculated by the game system. The strength of the Demon Gods will be adjusted according to the strength of our team. Generally speaking, they will only be around the lower Silver to Gold level.
"Based on the combat strength of our team, including the few of you who are at the Dark Iron level, I estimate that we will only be at the peak of the upper Silver level!
"However, don't underestimate the peak of the upper Silver level. The Demon Gods are still very strong. Even if they are of the same level, they are far more powerful than the monsters in the Elf Forest and the demons on the battlefield.
"So … when the time comes, you guys should focus on staying alive. Don't rush forward. Just lie down and wait for us to carry you."
When the new players heard this, they heaved a sigh of relief.
At this moment, one of them looked diagonally ahead and was slightly stunned.
"Huh? Leader, the palace you mentioned, is it like that? "
Hearing the other party's words, the leader turned his head and let out a cry of surprise.
"Huh? The Demon God's palace? Who opened it? "
Diagonally ahead of the team, a magnificent palace appeared. It was as solemn, solemn, evil, and terrifying as always.
But … the decorative statues outside seemed a little ugly and asymmetrical. They were far less handsome than the Demon God's palaces in the players' impression.
"A palace I've never seen before? Could it be that we have encountered a hidden plot? "
The leader looked a little excited.
"What an ugly palace … Did the art designer slack off?"
The old players looked up and down at the appearance of the palace and frowned slightly.
"Hey, who cares if it's ugly or not. We must have triggered some plot!"
The leader said excitedly.
After saying that, he gave his teammates a look.
"Let's go! Good buffs! Let's go and take a look! "
The group of people prepared themselves and came to the front of the palace.
However, before they could figure out how to open the door, the palace door opened by itself.
The next moment, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, a huge figure rushed out …
Before the leader of the player team, who was at the middle Silver level, could react, he was trampled into meat paste by the other party.
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