"It's worthy of the legendary demon god, even if the seal limits the power to the silver median, it can exert such strength!"

In the Kingdom of God of the World Tree, Eve, who was watching the battle, sighed slightly.

He sat on his throne with one long leg on top of the other, holding a packet of popcorn in his left hand, stuffing a few pieces into his mouth from time to time, and occasionally taking a few sips of Coke in his right hand.

In front of Him was a huge screen condensed with divine power.

On it, it is the scene of the battle between the Transforming Ji Gang's Wasteland Reclamation Regiment and the Seventh Demon God Azazel......

And at this moment, Azazler, who became the protagonist of the "movie", fell into a rage.

He felt like he was being fooled and teased.

The power of the myth has been sealed, and the spiritual magic that can lure living beings into immorality* and depravity has also been sealed......

Even his most basic transformation ability and deterrent ability have been sealed!

At this moment, the dignified Seventh Demon God could only wield the Flame Giant Sword and fight like the most incompetent warrior!

Aggrieved......

It's so embarrassing!

But that's not the hardest thing for Him to accept.

What made Azazel feel most unbearable was the attitude of these elves.

When He showed his strength, the elves were not only not afraid, but even more excited.

Their gaze made Azazler feel incredulous and angry at the same time.

Excited, curious, greedy, anticipating.

That kind of look...... It's the eyes that see prey and toys!

They actually took the great demon god as a prey and a toy?!

Who do they think they are?!

That's it.

Do these damn ants dare to ride on his head?!

They have to pay the price!

However, although he was angry in his heart, although his strength was limited to the silver median...... But Azazel still didn't take these lowly ants seriously......

As an ancient mythical being, as the master of the law, even if his strength is limited, he has a vision and skill that far surpasses that of other beings.

To Him, these ridiculous, greedy, arrogant spirits are like clowns in the human world.

I saw Azazel roar again and continue to attack the elves.

The two sides fought together completely.

Flames and radiance.

With each attack of Azazel, a violent storm of magic was brought.

For a moment, lava and flames enveloped the entire Demon Palace.

With a "" and a "scream", one player after another was easily knocked into the air by him.

No one can directly contend with the power of the demon god Azazler.

By the time the players realized the problem, there were already five people seriously injured.

Those are all players who have directly suffered the attack of the Demon God.

They fell to the ground, dying, covered with mosaics and red blood.

And if it weren't for the fact that every time Azazel attacked, all of the players' defensive and healing magic would fall on his targets, these players would have returned to the World Tree long ago.

"Hmph, weak existence."

Looking at the elf that he easily knocked down, Azazler couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He swung his weapon again, smashing it at the fallen player......

Transfiguration Ji Gang's face changed:

"Don't hold on! A few of you, hurry up and go back to the city by reciting the name of the goddess! ”

Reciting the goddess's name back to the city?

Hearing the elf's words, Azazel was slightly stunned.

But the movement of His hands did not stop.

The Flame Greatsword slashed down, with terrifying energy fluctuations, aimed at the injured player.

With a loud bang, the giant sword hit the ground, smashing a deep pit more than ten meters in the ground.

"it!"

"it!"

Seeing such a terrifying power, the remaining elves changed color one after another, and couldn't help but burst into foul mouths.

Azazler, however, turned grim.

He didn't hit the elves.

Just as he was about to shred the ants, there were fluctuations in spatial power on their bodies, and they teleported away.

And the familiar aura in the spatial fluctuations made Azazel grit his teeth with hatred.

It's Yggdrahir!

It's Eugtrasil again!

The old god who sealed Him in this place saved them just as He was about to kill them!

"Yggtrasil!"

Azazel roared again with anger in his heart.

And when he was angry, the players picked themselves up.

"His attack power is high! But the speed is not fast, everyone swims and flies kites, looking for His weakness! ”

Transfiguration Ji Gang said loudly.

And after speaking, he added:

"Also, if you are seriously injured and in danger, go back to the city immediately! Try to avoid death! ”

"Roger!"

The other players nodded.

Soon, the twenty players who remained in the palace changed their strategy and began to wander around Azazel.

And as the abominable elves changed their tactics and began to run around him like flies, and sneak up on him from time to time, Azazel became more and more irritated.

"These damn nasty elves!"

He cursed angrily in his heart, and once again swung his flaming greatsword and smashed it at the elves.

Only this time, as the elves deliberately dodged, he didn't get much success.

Aggrieved.

Azazel felt very aggrieved.

Obviously he still has a certain amount of strength, obviously no elf can withstand his attack, but this damn seal greatly imprisons his speed!

And these long ears, which he didn't care about, turned out to be even more agile than he imagined!

After several pursuits, he only used the aftermath of the flames to seriously injure one of the slower runners.

At the same time, however, the elves attacked.

They circled around Azazel, unleashing their skills when he couldn't react.

Colorful magic and gorgeous sword skills intertwined and fell on Azazel's body.

Their attacks are weak and incapable of harming Him, who is a myth in his own right.

However, Azazel was shocked to find that although the elves' attacks did not cause him any damage, his own strength gradually diminished with their attacks!

No......

It's devoured!

The skills of these elves have the ability to devour his power!

Azazel's eyes shrank, and he understood everything in an instant.

This is the old god using these spirits to weaken and devour His power!

On the other hand, as they continue to attack, players notice the change in the big boss's blood gauge.

Transformer Ji Gang's eyes lit up:

"It works! Just keep attacking Him! He will shed blood! ”

As a result, the players who were cheered up wandered more obscenely.

"Yggtrasil!"

Looking at the elves who were as disgusting as flies and swirling around him, Azazel roared in his heart.

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