Over the years, as a veteran demon god active from the Titan Age to the present, Azazel has not known how many times he has been sealed.

And the forms and effects of seals are even more diverse.

Pull into the endless dream, sealed in the dream world there is.

Directly imprisoning the divine power and the divine soul, the main body fell into a deep sleep, and there was only a trace of consciousness.

There are those who retain a clear consciousness, but who endure unbearable torture and punishment day after day in ordinary existence.

These...... He has seen so much, too much.

However, Azazel felt that none of the seals he had experienced were more disgusting than the one in front of him.

Defeated.

He was defeated by a group of lowly ant-like beings who had not even reached the Golden Rank!

Although this is because his strength is sealed, this result is still unacceptable to him.

Demon gods are also myths.

Putting aside the involvement of the abyss, their power is the same as that of ordinary true gods.

The majesty of the true God brooks no blasphemy, and the same applies to Them.

And now, the high Seventh Demon God, the master of the dignified Hell Plane, has become a stepping stone for a group of ants!

This made Azazler very angry.

However, what made him feel even more disgusting was when the long ears sealed him again, and he also felt that he might be calm for a while......

Only a few hours later, He was forcibly "woken up" again.

In front of him, there is a new batch of elves.

Like the elves last time, they were heavily armed and excited, and the look at Azazel annoyed him.

That's the expression you look at when you see a toy, when you see your prey.

The excitement in that gaze, the pleasure in that gaze, was like that of Azazel himself when he admired the fools he had bewitched into killing each other.

I don't understand.

Azazler did not understand it very much.

Even if he is a demon god, he still knows something about elves.

When did these long, docile rabbit-like ears become like this?

Why do they have such expressions, such gazes?

Isn't this really a demon in elven skin?

Moreover, the existence of the material world is not extremely afraid of the demon god?

Even if He is sealed, even if they are here to strengthen the seal, shouldn't they tremble and be in awe?

What's that grinning attitude while fighting?

These elves do not seem to have the slightest reverence for inferior beings, or superior beings.

Not only that, but Azazel even felt the opposite emotion from their looks and gazes.

The more he fought, the more Azarzil could feel the exaltation in the bones of these elves.

And this discovery also made him feel more and more humiliated.

What are they proud of?

What are they proud of?

Who do they think they are?

The center of the world?!

It's just a bunch of ants that can't do enough, like worms sitting in their mother's nest and watching the world!

Is that guy in Yggtrasil sending such a bastard to disgust him all the time?!

Azazel will never forget the excitement and complacency of the moment when these spirits sealed him away.

The pleasure of stepping on Him made Azazel furious.

It was as disgusting as a high king being trampled on by a beggar to pee and laugh at him.

Humiliation.

It's so humiliating!

It didn't work out.

They must not be allowed to succeed!

Even if his own strength is imprisoned, even if these hateful elves are blessed by Yggdrahir, he will never let them win easily!

The pride of Azazel will not be allowed!

Thereupon......

The great Seventh Demon God finally took these elves seriously.

He began to observe the movements of the spirits, and He began to change his tactics as well.

And he has only one ultimate goal, which is to defeat all these waves of bastards who come to challenge him!

He wants these hateful long ears to know that even if they are sealed and imprisoned, the majesty of the demon god cannot be desecrated!

However, as Azazel changed, the attitudes of these elves made him more and more puzzled.

When he began to search for the fighting habits of these elves and change their tactics for them, the elves not only did not panic, but became more excited.

"! This boss is also intelligent, eighty percent is equipped with a memory function, and it will counter our tactics! ”

"That's challenging! Don't be afraid! Let's go together! Kill Him! ”

Azazler: ......

However, it is not without effect.

Azazel's earnestness did cause a lot of trouble for the players.

For a long time, the success rate and evaluation of players have decreased significantly.

However, such days did not last long.

What made Azazel vomit blood was that He changed so quickly, and these lowly ants changed even faster.

These days, they seem to have long ears that are not afraid of the earth, as if they were born to fight, and whenever Azazel adjusts their tactics to their habits, they will develop new ways of fighting at a faster pace.

And that's not all.

Obviously, this is the group of people who are fighting with Him this time.

The next day, they were replaced by another group that had nothing to do with it, but as if they had gained the experience of the previous group, they knew everything about him as if they had experienced the previous battle......

No matter how Azazel fought, the only thing that awaited him in the end was to be sealed and reinforced......

It's nothing more than being sealed after repelling a few rounds of elves, or being sealed after holding on for a day or two.

Again and again, in an infinite loop.

It was still more than all the previous seals, and he felt a cycle of spiritual grievance and depression.

And as time passed, as he observed again and again, Azazel finally understood his place in the hearts of these elves.

"Original...... In their eyes, I turned out to be just a toy! ”

"Damn it Uhkdrahir! This is a maze game that He has created for these lowly ants with me at the center! ”

When He found out about this fact, he almost exploded.

"No, I can't do that, I can't let them get away with it anymore!"

Tired.

Really tired.

Exhausted and ashamed, Azazler finally made a decision:

"Whatever you want, I won't play with you anymore!"

No fighting, no fighting.

Love seal seal.

I can't run anyway.

And also to entertain these vile bastards!

However, when Azazel "struck", the elves' reaction was beyond his expectations.

"! The boss doesn't move! Is it a bug?! ”

"Hahahaha! Good opportunity, good opportunity! Everyone, hurry up! Hurry up and take advantage of the bug to kill him! Perfect playthrough! ”

"Wait for me! Wait for me! Let me take a group photo first! Let me take a group photo first! ”

With a cheer of excitement, these elves became even more excited and happier.

Almost in a more violent and brutal way, they launched an offensive against the "strike" Azazler.

Not to mention, jumping up and down around Him, fiddling with all sorts of things.

And in the last seconds of falling asleep, Azazel saw the smiles of these elves even more pleasant than before.

The cheap expression seemed to take advantage of a big advantage.

Azazler: ......

How does it feel......

Makes these guys even happier?!

At that moment, Azazel was messy.