Game of the World Tree

In a ray of light, the demon monarch Baal felt that the evil and chaotic atmosphere unique to the hell plane disappeared.

Instead, there is a strong smell of sulfur.

At this moment, he became vigilant and prepared to run away immediately after teleportation...

He will not admit it wrong.

This smell is the smell of the seventh demon god Azazel.

The light dissipated, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear, and Baal found himself in a magnificent palace.

And in the center of the palace, there stood a ferocious-looking shofar demon.

His whole body was burning with raging flames, and his huge body exuded evil and awesome power.

Around him, red rays of light continued to flicker, and there were summoning circles one after another, walking out one after another, the devil monarchs who accepted the summons of the devil like Baal.

Among them, there are many of Baal's defeated generals and mortal enemies.

However, Barr is not taking the time to pay attention to them now.

His attention was all focused on the horned demon in the center of the palace that was several circles bigger than him...

It was none other than the seventh demon god Azazel.

Azazel's eyes kept glancing at the summoned demon monarchs, especially the armor and weapons on them, which were obviously better than ten thousand years ago, and then... bursts of low laughter:

"Heh... I haven't returned to the hell plane for so many years, and everyone is living a very nourishing life..."

His tone was slightly sour.

Even, there is a faint feeling of gnashing of teeth...

But if you look at the audience, you can see why.

Although Azazel's breath is extremely terrifying...

Although he stands there, it means that he is the absolute master...

But there was nothing on him but the blazing flames.

His weapon that has been with him for thousands of years has long been damaged in battles with the true gods.

His majestic battle armor was also completely dispelled by the power of the seal in the ten thousand years of seal time.

He now has nothing but the body.

Even when fighting with players, Azazel just used his power to summon the blade of flames.

In contrast, the demon monarchs who were summoned were very cool.

Thirteen demon monarchs responded to Azazel's call.

Everyone is big and round, full of energy.

Even if they subconsciously showed expressions of awe and fear when they saw Azazel, they still couldn't hide the lazy temperament formed by being pampered for a long time.

Not only that, they are all wearing cool armor, the armor pieces on it are polished to a bright and shiny, one can see that they are definitely carefully maintained on weekdays, the kind that is wiped and polished by the little devil servants every day... …

And the weapons in their hands are also very powerful, and many of them are the kind that are carefully customized by blacksmiths who specially use projections to capture dwarves or humans from the material world...

Even, Azazel sensed an aura similar to the Fallen Divine Power from the weapons in the hands of several demon monarchs, which were Fallen Divine Weapons.

Although it is not a fallen true artifact, but these demon monarchs were able to obtain artifact during his absence, which surprised Azazel... and Cha Lemon.

You must know that before ten thousand years, He would never allow his subordinates to hide such things.

All must be turned in, and then issued by yourself when you are fighting against other planes!

It's all about comparison.

Even if you don't say it, just by the way these bastards look, you can know how cool they are in hell.

And what about Him?

He is one of the seven dignified hell kings, the real master of the first hell plane, but he was directly sealed for ten thousand years...

The one who finally ran out and was resurrected again, I don't know which brain cramped, and became more devil than a devil, and the devil is still a devil, Uktrahir was sealed.

The seal is also sealed, and his dignified seventh devil... has also become a toy bullied by a group of elves who are as humble as ants!

miserable...

It's so sad...

In this world, is there any more unlucky demon god than him?

Hearing Azazel's words, the summoned demon monarchs looked at each other.

At this moment, they almost had the same thought:

Can it be moisturised?

Without you, a greedy fellow, sucking blood on the top, relying on the offerings of the big and small demons below, as well as the sacrifices of those worshipers in the material world, if you want to fight every day, if you want to project into the material world to tempt intelligent beings, you will tempt intelligent beings. Have a good time, right? !

Of course, they just thought about it and didn't dare to say it.

As for Baal, his eyelids twitched wildly.

Because after seeing Azazel looking around, he quickly settled on himself.

The Demon God's eyes had a hint of nitpicking like looking at the goods. After sizing him up and down, he nodded slightly:

"Like, really like!"

"As expected of the guy I trained, I didn't expect you to be at the peak of legend. It seems... I summoned it in time this time. Whether I can be safe this time depends on you."

Barr:  …

Although he didn't know what Azazel meant by relying on him, it was definitely not a good thing to know about this demon god for many years.

And the meaningful attitude of the other party's words when he mentioned his strength made Barr's eyelids jump wildly.

At this moment, he knew that Azazel had developed hostility towards him in his heart.

However, while taking advantage of this time, Baal sensed some of Azazel's state more or less.

The other party is indeed in a sealed state. Although the breath displayed is terrifying, it is more like a bluff.

And if it is carefully identified, he can even vaguely perceive some majestic and sacred aura in this palace, who has reached the peak of legend.

That should belong to the righteous god who sealed Azazel.

But no matter how bad Azazel's condition was, Baal had no intention of fighting him.

There is no point in fighting a demon.

What if you win?

Just to help people resurrect from hell.

Barr has only one idea now.

That is to take advantage of this good opportunity-

escape!

Run away!

Run as far away as possible!

As long as he leaves here, the world of Seggs will let him gallop!

A castle as magnificent as this palace, the delicious blood of virgins, the tender flesh of elves, and even some opportunities to become evil gods, are all beckoning to him!

With this thought in mind, Barr turned around without hesitation and planned to flee towards the gate of the palace.

However, before he could make a move, he suddenly heard Azazel's slightly apprehensive voice coming:

"You...cough, Your Majesty Eve, do you think these demons are enough?"

Your Majesty Eve?

Barr was slightly taken aback.

Before he could recall where he had heard this familiar name recently, several vines burst out of the ground where he was standing, tying him up completely...

What is this? !

Feeling the entwined dark green vines with a trace of terrifying power, Baal looked horrified.

A cry of exclamation came from all around. When Baal raised his head, he found that not only him, but all the demon monarchs who came were entangled by vines.

There is a trace of mighty power in these vines, and there is an aura of sacred majesty.

That is the power of the true God.

God!

There is even a true god hidden here!

What does Azazel want to do? !

Barr looked terrified.

He opened his mouth to say something, but found that the vine not only imprisoned his power, but even directly imprisoned his voice!

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to summon thirteen legends in one breath, which is a bit unexpected."

An ethereal voice sounded, and a beautiful goddess shrouded in holy light appeared beside Azazel.

And the next moment, a scene that stunned the demons appeared.

I saw that this demon god, who has always been against the true god, showed a flattering expression:

"Then...you...no, look, can they replace me?"

His movements, his expression, made the demon monarchs involuntarily think of when they were flattering in front of each other thousands of years ago...

Although, it is often shot on the horse's leg.

And a demon god was courting a righteous god. This unprecedented scene even made all the demon monarchs forget their struggles, and their eyes looking at Azazel were full of sluggishness.

At this moment, they even wondered if the demon god in front of them was Azazel, or if the other party had been sealed for so long, there was even a problem with his brain?

When did the immortal and inextinguishable Demon God actually fear the Righteous God? !

Although some evil gods see a righteous god like a mouse sees a cat, Azazel is no ordinary evil god!

He is the devil!

At most it is sealed!

What did this true god do?

To make an almost invincible devil show such an expression?

The demon monarchs were shocked.

But Azazel was unaware of their shock.

It seems that in his heart, pleasing this mysterious true God is the most important thing.

I saw him showing a humanized expression, and there was even a bit of flattery in his expression.

He pointed to Baal, who looked sluggish, and said:

"And this guy, he looks so much like me, can he play in my place?"

Barr:  …

He rolled his eyes and struggled a few times.

However, it didn't move at all.

Then, he saw the silver-haired and purple-eyed goddess cast his gaze.

That line of sight, with a hint of discernment, a trace of scrutiny.

"The shape is good, and it's quite suitable to be a boss, but... it's not as good as you, you still have to appear."

"Of course, I'm honest. After that, you only need to appear once a day, and it's up to you to choose which elf group you want to face."

"I have prepared the other demons' venues. You can arrange the rest yourself. After the arrangements are made, call me, and the maze of demons will be open to the elves."

The mysterious goddess said to Azazel.

The demons can understand every word of His words.

But when they were together, they were a little dazed.

Appear? Elf? Devil's Labyrinth?

what is that?

The goddess didn't finish her words.

He pondered for a while, and then said:

"By the way, I remember... the vitality of legendary demons has always been stronger, right? As long as they don't die completely, as a demon god, can you save them?"

Azazel nodded:

"I could have done it if I hadn't died on the spot."

"Yes, Not Bad!"

The goddess lit up.

He showed a satisfied smile, but that smile looked like a devil in the eyes of the demons:

"If that's the case, then beat them to half-dead every time. You can take care of this. After they're half-dead, you can heal them and let them play in the next match."

"If it goes well, I can spare your playing time a little more, and it can be extended to three days, or even once a week."

"Of course, the premise is that these demons can meet the needs of the labyrinth."

"how?"

Hearing the goddess' words, Azazel's expression lifted:

"Yes! I can! Your Majesty Eve! Please leave this to me! I only want to play once a week!"

"Then it depends on your performance. Remember to seal their strength. Legends are still too strong. Also... If a demon dies, do you know what to do?"

The goddess smiled and said.

"Know, re-summon, make up the scene!"

Azazel nodded again and again.

"very good."

The goddess praised.

"Then, it's up to you here, and the number of appearances you make after that depends entirely on your next performance."

After speaking, he smiled again.

Then, a golden-green light enveloped his body.

His figure slowly dissipated, and his breath gradually disappeared.

Goddess, left this palace.

Azazel breathed a sigh of relief until he couldn't feel the other party's breath at all.

And at this time, he realized that, unknowingly, he had changed from being a victim of the Devil's Labyrinth to a half-victim and half-participant, and in turn became a helper of Uktrahir!

But the most important thing is that He didn't even feel a trace of disobedience, and even seeing the horror on the faces of these bastards in hell, there was an inexplicable satisfaction and joy in his heart.

What's even more outrageous is that Azazel actually had a slight expectation for the opening of the Demon God's Labyrinth for the first time...

"What's wrong with me?"

he muttered.

Shaking his head vigorously, throwing off these inexplicable thoughts, Azazel once again looked at the trembling demon monarchs and let out a burst of laughter:

"Hey hey hey hey..."

"Little guys, welcome to the Demon God's Labyrinth!"

Seeing Azazel's obviously malicious expression, Demon Lord Baal's face turned ashen.

Goodbye.

My grand palace, my elven servants...

And my evil dream.

In the next second, he lost consciousness...

...

After an unknown amount of time, Baal slowly woke up from the darkness.

His consciousness slowly recovered.

The memory gradually became clear, and Baal remembered Azazel's terrifying face and the words he heard before his consciousness disappeared.

He woke up instantly and sat up straight...

Devil's Labyrinth?

he murmured.

However, Baal was surprised to find that he could not make a sound.

Lifting his head, he looked around.

Then, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Baal found himself in a majestic palace, seated on an ornate throne.

In the palace, ferocious and terrifying devil reliefs are carved, which fits his aesthetic very well.

The faint lights were dotted all over the palace, and while the shadows were chaotic, it gave the palace a gloomy aura.

This palace satisfies almost all the conditions in Barr's dream...

What's more outrageous is that Baal even saw his own logo in the center of the palace.

You must know that the symbol of the devil is very particular. It is what the devil uses to declare sovereignty. Only the palace that belongs to the devil himself will have such a symbol.

what's going on?

Am I... am I dreaming?

Barr was a little stunned.

And at this moment, the gate of the palace slowly opened...