The crunching sounds of the melon being chewed echoed in the palace. From time to time, it was accompanied by smacking of lips in satisfaction.
Azazel wiped his mouth and threw the melon rind away. Immediately, a demon came forward to put it away and gave him a new one.
Suddenly, the door of the palace slowly opened. Demon God Samuel's figure appeared in the hall.
He was wearing heavy armor, and his strong body looked very mighty.
However, compared to the leisurely Azazel, this Second Demon God seemed to be in a much more sorry state. He looked tired, and there were dark golden sealing shackles on his body.
He brought a few demon servants, carried boxes filled with delicacies and other spoils of war, and came in front of Azazel.
"Honorable … Lord Azazel, these are the spoils of war … Please inspect them."
Samuel took a deep breath and knelt on one knee with a stiff body. He was almost gnashing his teeth.
Azazel glanced at him, sneered, and dug his ears.
"Your voice is too soft and insincere. Samuel, is this your attitude towards the master of the maze? Or … do you want to be like Lulia and Alisa and become the model workers of the first level of the maze? "
Samuel was speechless.
As if recalling some unpleasant memories, his expression changed slightly.
After a moment of silence, he raised his head and looked at Azazel's half-smile. Finally, he gritted his teeth and repeated.
"Honorable Lord Azazel, these are the spoils of war. Please inspect them …"
"Your expression is not on point. Those who don't know would think that I'm your enemy. Do it again."
"Honorable Lord Azazel, these are the spoils of war. Please inspect them!"
"No, do it again. Your movements have to be elegant, and your attitude has to be respectful!"
"…"
"Why aren't you saying anything? Or do you want to go to the first level of the maze? "
"… Honorable Lord Azazel, these are the spoils of war. Please inspect them …"
"That's more like it. Good boy."
"…"
Looking at the Demon God Samuel, who was about to grind his teeth to pieces and had a look of humiliation but had no choice but to be obedient, Azazel was very pleased.
Every time this happened, he would feel that the elves running around in the maze seemed to have something cute about them.
Azazel chuckled and waved his hand to get Samuel, who was on the verge of exploding, to scram. He listened to the little demons report the names of the spoils of war as he continued munching on his melon.
Hmm … He still had a sense of propriety. Although Samuel had been tortured by the elves for a long time, if he really pissed him off, he would rather be killed by the elves than lower his head to Him.
That wouldn't be fun.
Thinking of how Samuel had been humiliated and angry, but had no choice but to lower his head out of fear of his control, Azazel felt very comfortable.
How satisfying!
This was too satisfying!
Before he was locked in the maze, he had never been so happy!
Azazel was really looking forward to when the rest of the demon gods would come in. He had already thought of the lines and songs for those bastards.
Unfortunately, in the past decade or so, other than a few more demigod-level Abyss Mythological Legends, those who were holed up in Hell did not come in.
On the other hand, Azazel himself had become more and more accustomed to the rhythm of the maze over the years …
Azazel was very comfortable.
To be more precise, after the demon gods moved out of the maze, He was living more and more comfortably.
He stroked the armrest of the throne and looked at the map of the maze and the entire first level of Hell through the system network authorized by Eve. This demon god, who was the first to be tied up in the maze as a tool, sighed.
When He was sealed by Eve, He thought that He would never be able to return to the first level of Hell. He did not expect to return to this place that He had dominated for so many years in another way.
Actually, after thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with staying in the maze.
Azazel already knew that Eve Yuktrashil had become the new Master of the Era.
Not only that, this powerful existence who fought against the gods of heaven alone and killed the will of the awakened Creator had also started the process of merging thousands of planes …
As one of the oldest demon gods, Azazel knew very well what this meant.
That was, the other party might really be able to replace the Creator of the Universe of Segers and become a new great Divine Power at the creation level!
The level of creation!
That was a greater Divine Power that was more powerful than Neo, the King of Gods!
And if Eve really succeeded, then … the World Tree would become a unique "universe," and the first level of Hell that he was in might even become the core of a chaotic and evil world!
By then, although He would be controlled by Eve, which existence living in the universe would not be controlled by the Master of the Universe?
The seven levels of Hell were also affected by the will of the abyss, which originated from the will of the Creator. In Azazel's opinion, the will of the Creator was not any better than Eve treated him.
At least in the maze, He had food and drink, and He could bully other demon gods!
After such a long time, Azazel thought that he had a better understanding of Goddess Eve.
This great existence was not harsh on obedient vassals. Even if He was a demon god, as long as He followed Eve's wishes and did a good job, Eve would not treat him badly.
Of course, the premise was that He had to be obedient and not think of any evil ideas, let alone betray Eve.
Otherwise, this powerful goddess would teach him how to be a human in a matter of minutes.
Azazel could not help but shudder at the thought of his arrogance and betrayal during the War of Gods and Demons, and being thrown back to the Demon God Palace to work under the 007 working system.
He did not want to live such a life again.
"Humph, so what if I have no freedom? Eve … Yes … Sooner or later, Her Majesty will devour the planes of hell and the abyss one by one. By then, the Demon God Maze might even become the core of the entire abyss world!
By then … I will be the master of chaos and evil. I will be the pole of the entire World Tree universe. The laws of the universe are balanced, and I will be indispensable!
As long as I don't make any mistakes, as long as I manage the Demon God Maze well, I will become an existence like Helier sooner or later. No … I should say, I will be stronger than Helier!
If Her Majesty ascends to the level of creation, in the words of those elven chosen ones, I will have the merit of 'ascending to the throne!' She will definitely not treat me badly! Wouldn't it be easy for me to become a great Divine Power?
As for freedom … Heh, there is no such thing as freedom in the abyss. The so-called Demon God … is just a tool of the abyss.
It's all about the same. Then choose the better one!
Not to mention, I have no choice! "
When he said the last sentence, Azazel's face was full of righteousness. It was obvious that he had been trained to be like Eve. He did not realize at all that there was a problem with his way of thinking.
Not only that, the more this master of the Demon God Maze thought about it, the more he felt that he had great foresight.
Many of the abyss myths in the Demon God Maze would curse him when they saw him for the first time, or angrily mock him for becoming the lackey of a true god.
Thinking of the angry and humiliated looks on those guys' faces, Azazel just wanted to laugh.
Haha.
They were just a bunch of guys without foresight.
How would they know what it meant to "endure hardships"?
How would they know what it meant to "ascend to the throne"?
They only knew how to please the will of the abyss, and they were just tools of the abyss.
No one was much better than the other!
Of course, these guys' "would rather die than submit" was only in the early stages.
With the "visit" of the elves, as long as Azazel let these guys who were jumping up and down receive a few more guests, they would all become obedient.
Didn't you see that Samuel, that bad-tempered guy, had become soft now?
Hmph, they were all useless!
Thinking of the pathetic looks of the evil gods, Azazel sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
He had forgotten that he, like the other evil gods, had been tortured to death by the elves …
He had forgotten the pain after the scar healed.
"Lord Azazel, these are all the spoils of war this time."
The demon servant who had finished reporting stood to the side and said respectfully.
Azazel nodded. In fact, he already knew what the other party had brought when he watched the battle in the crystal ball. It was just that listening to the demon servant's report again like this would give him a greater sense of accomplishment.
A sense of accomplishment from playing with the elves' chosen ones like monkeys!
Hey!
They all said that he was a tool?
Weren't those chosen ones also his tools to control the maze?
Moreover, they were also the captains of his material transportation team!
Thanks to them, he had almost become a fat otaku after eating in the maze all these years.
The days of a Demon God were so boring and dry.
Azazel continued to change into a comfortable position. He picked out the melon from the spoils of war sent by the demon servants and then looked at the remaining supplies with disdain.
"The rest is yours."
The demons cheered and then swarmed forward, fighting to snatch all kinds of food. They looked like starving refugees.
It was not that they were really hungry in the Demon God maze, but the food brought by the elves' chosen ones was really delicious.
Although Azazel was tired of most of it, they still rarely had the chance to taste it.
For a moment, the demon servants were in a mess, and the palace was in chaos.
Looking at these demons fighting for food, Azazel laughed. Not only was he not angry, but he became more interested.
"Hey, beat him up! Yes! Beat him up! "
"Idiot! You trash, don't you know how to kick his lower body?! Did you fight with the chosen ones for nothing? "
"Hey, hey, that's right!"
Azazel fanned the flames as he ate the melon.
At this moment, a golden light appeared in the palace. Bits of runes flashed and turned into a circular teleportation array.
An unfamiliar aura appeared in the hall.
Azazel's expression froze. He quickly stood up with a vigilant look.
Under the shroud of the holy light, he saw an old man he did not recognize appear in front of his throne.
In his hand, he was carrying a small cage containing a fire demon.
Seeing the fire demon in the cage that was struggling like a grasshopper, Azazel's heart skipped a beat …
Abyss myth?
He looked at the old man with uncertainty. Sensing the demigod level aura on the other party, he was relieved. But when he noticed the Lord God's mark that belonged to Eve on the other party's body, his mood suddenly rose again …
Demigod Oracle?
Or a human?
Was he newly recruited by Her Holiness the Goddess?!
"Lord Azazel, this is a new Abyss myth. Her Holiness the Goddess said to leave it to you."
Demigod Wizard Daniel said.
With that, he put down the cage containing the fire demon.
Azazel was stunned. Then, his expression turned solemn. With his hands behind his back, he put on a condescending look and said in a deep voice, "I understand.
"I understand. You may leave."
Demigod Wizard Daniel slowly retreated.
Azazel glanced at the fire demon that was looking at him pitifully. He sneered and stuffed the other party into the spare palace that he had prepared long ago.
Then, he looked in the direction where Daniel had been teleported. His gaze gradually turned solemn.
Her Holiness the Goddess had a new demigod Oracle …
It seemed that as time passed, more and more myths were also aware of his potential and future and were planning to "join in."
Thinking of this, Azazel suddenly thought of Heleier and the other demon gods who were still in the endless abyss.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
"Wait … Heleier and those fellows … Will they betray the abyss and throw themselves into the arms of the Goddess after seeing how powerful she is?
"He and Leviathan are both great divine powers. If they throw their lot in with Her Holiness the Goddess, then my position as the Master of the Labyrinth will be in danger … They are not that idiot Samael!"
Thinking of this, Azazel suddenly felt that the melon in his hand was not so sweet anymore.
His expression changed several times. He paced back and forth in the palace. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said,
"No, I have to show more value!"
"Now that I think about it, I seem to have been too comfortable for the past ten years! It's also been a long time since I updated the new gameplay of the Demon God Labyrinth …
"This won't do! I have to let Her Holiness Eve see my irreplaceable ability! I have to continue working hard. I have to stand up. I have to prevent myself from being replaced by others! "
Thinking of this, Azazel's gaze gradually became firm. A new fighting spirit was ignited.
The spring of the working demon gods had to be fought for by himself.
He would never give up the position of the Master of the Labyrinth to other existences!
Letting out a light breath, Azazel sat back on the throne, dispelled the succubi and servants who were serving him, and studied the new gameplay of the Demon God Labyrinth.
At the same time, he took out the leaf of the World Tree that Eve had given him, which was specially used for communication. He injected energy and shouted,
"Her Holiness Eve! I will develop all kinds of new gameplay. I will not let you down! Trust me! Only I am qualified for the position of the Master of the Demon God Labyrinth! "
On the other side, in the kingdom of the World Tree, Eve had returned to her temple. She had just picked up the elven flower tea that the players offered as a tribute (sacrifice) and was about to taste it carefully. She was a little stunned when she heard Azazel's words that were full of fighting spirit and drive.
This guy … What's wrong with him again?
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