A thunderous roar resounded through the palace, and the burning flames turned the hall into a sea of fire.

Players wander around the giant and bulky demon god Azazler.

Brilliant magic and splendid sword skills fell on him, causing him to roar incessantly.

Wielding his flaming greatsword, Azazel swatted flies through the palace and chased after the slippery players.

The fighting intensified.

Azazel deserves to be the seventh demon god.

Even if he is restricted to this extent, no player will dare to stand up to him head-on.

And even if the players changed their strategy and started guerrilla warfare, there were still new players who were seriously injured by Azazel's counterattack.

One and another.

In a state of rage, even the aftermath of Azazel's attack was enough to destroy everything.

No one was able to withstand it except those tank fighters.

However, although the players were cut down and exited by him one after another like swatting flies and cutting watermelons...... But Azazler's mood did not improve.

Not a single person died.

None of these damn guys died!

Whenever He was about to kill the other person, the other person would pray without hesitation and then teleport away.

The guy who sealed Him teleported so fast that he didn't even give him a chance to mend the knife.

The feeling of a punch on the cotton made Azazel feel extremely uncomfortable.

And while fewer and fewer players stuck in the palace as the battle wore on, Azazel also found that these damn long ears were getting more cunning and harder to catch.

Not only that, but the power in his body was constantly consumed by the opponent's attacks......

Azazel could clearly sense that his power was waning, his speed was getting slower, and his attacks were getting weaker.

This discovery made Him more and more angry and frightened.

Because Azazel understands that once his strength is exhausted, then the seal will be strengthened again, and he will definitely fall into a deep sleep again.

Although he didn't know when the next awakening would be, this feeling of being out of control, this feeling of being manipulated, made him feel extremely humiliated and uncomfortable.

This made Him even angrier than simply knocking Him into a deep sleep and then sealing Him away.

And at this time, he finally realized that with the power of these long ears, he could really seal him!

No......

Not by the power of the elves.

When another player escapes from Azazel's knife and teleports out...... He finally figured it out.

"Yggdrasil! You've made me a whetstone for these ants! ”

"You actually use me as a source of strength for you!"

He roared angrily in his heart.

Yes.

Since the other party already has the power to directly seal him, why should he make the seal less perfect, and need to let the elves come to strengthen it?

If it needs the reinforcement of the elves, then why limit his ability to only one line higher than the other party?

Not to mention, every teleportation is just right!

Although these elves are quick to pray, as a noble true god, you believers have an attitude of responding to their needs, and you are too shameless, right?

By this time, Azazler finally understood everything.

He has become the instrument of the Mother of Gods, the instrument of His tempering and restoring His strength!

Yet, even if he understood this fact, he could not do anything......

He has been sealed, and everything is in the hands of the other party.

Now he has become the other party's marionette!

Thinking of this, Azazler's expression became even more ugly.

However, even if he thought everything clearly, Azazel could not dictate the development of the battle.

Everything was predestined from the start.

Or, He was sealed again by these long ears.

Or, one by one, he badly injured the long ears, and then they teleported away.

And Azazler could almost guess that even if all these elves failed, I am afraid that the next wave will come soon......

Until He was sealed again.

His end was predestined from the beginning.

"Yggtrasil!"

Azazel roared with grief in his heart.

However, he was imprisoned in his ability to speak, and his spiritual power was imprisoned, and all his roaring and invective could not be transmitted.

The battle continues.

The number of players is getting smaller and the power of Azazler is getting weaker.

Finally, when only three of the twenty-five players who participated in the battle were left with bruises, the demon god Azazel finally reached his limit......

With a loud bang, his body was overwhelmed by a flood of light.

That's the power of the seal.

Azazel's power had reached a critical point, and the seal that had been set up strengthened again, pulling him back to the high platform in the depths of the Demon Palace, where he turned into a statue again.

It's finally over......

I don't know why, at this moment, such a thought flashed through Azazel's heart.

The seal wrapped Him again.

But in the last moment of being wrapped, the voice familiar to him sounded in the hall again:

"Damn! I will definitely be back! ”

This time, of course, the tone changed from condescending to angry.

Azazler: ......

"Yggtrasil!"

He roared in his heart and was resealed......

The flames in the palace slowly extinguished.

In the middle of the hall, only three players were left slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Knot...... It's over......"

Shapeshifter Ji just looked at the demon god who had turned into a statue again, gasping for breath and grinning.

"Hahaha! Win! We won! ”

The other two surviving players also laughed excitedly.

Immediately after, the dim palace was illuminated by a soft light, and new system information also floated in the vision of the three players-

【Ding——】

[Congratulations to the player for transforming Ji Gang, Attacking Leg Hair, and Resisting You to Fight Me for successfully clearing the Demon God Labyrinth and becoming the first player to defeat the Demon God Azazel. 】

【Objective: Defeat the Demon God Azazel (Completed)】

[Task Evaluation: Barely Qualified]

[According to the contribution, all players participating in the battle will gain the corresponding experience points, and the experience gain of players who will leave the battle will be reduced by 50%......]

【Ding——】

【Start generating drop reward ......】

Accompanied by the beautiful sound of the system, a brilliant light began to condense under the high platform of the palace.

Reward! It's a drop reward!

The three players were in high spirits and happy.

They dragged their tired bodies to the top of the platform.

The light slowly dissipated, and in front of them, there were three more familiar boxes.

That's three lucky chests.

The three players were stunned.

That's it?