Game of the World Tree

The thunderous roar resounded through the palace, and the blazing flame turned the hall into a sea of ​​fire.

The players kept walking around the huge and heavy Demon God Asazli.

The splendid magic and splendid sword skills fell on him, causing him to roar constantly.

Azazel brandished his own flame giant sword, like a fly in the palace, chasing the players who are not slippery in autumn.

The battle intensified.

Azazil deserves to be the seventh Demon God.

Even if it is restricted to this level, no player still dares to confront him head-on.

Even if the players changed their strategy and started guerrilla warfare, there are still new players seriously injured by Asazli’s counterattack.

One, another.

In a state of rage, even the aftermath of Asazil’s attack is enough to destroy everything.

Except for those tank fighters, no one can bear it.

However, although the players were chopped down and exited by him one after another like flying flies, cutting watermelons…but Azazle’s mood did not improve.

No one died.

None of these damn guys died!

Whenever he is about to kill the opponent, the opponent prays without the slightest hesitation, and then teleports away.

The guy who sealed him transmitted very quickly, and he didn’t give him a chance to make up the knife.

The feeling of hitting the cotton with a punch made Asazli feel very aggrieved.

Although as the battle goes on, there are fewer and fewer players fighting in the palace, but Azazel has also found that these damn long ears are becoming more and more cunning. The harder it is to catch.

Not only that, but his power is constantly being consumed by the opponent’s attacks…

Azazil can clearly perceive that his own power is declining, and his The speed is getting slower and slower, and his attacks are getting weaker and weaker.

This discovery made him more surprised and angry and fearful.

Because Asazli understood that once his power was exhausted, the seal would be strengthened again, and he would definitely fall asleep again.

Although I don’t know when the next awakening will be, this feeling of being unable to control, this feeling of being manipulated made him feel extremely humiliated and uncomfortable.

This makes him even more angry than just throwing him into a deep sleep and then sealing him tightly.

At this time, he finally realized soberly that with the power of these long ears, he could really be sealed!

No…

It’s not the power of elves.

When another player escaped from Asazil’s knife and teleported out of the field… He finally thought about everything.

“Euktrahill! You actually regarded me as the grinding blade stone for these ants!”

“You actually regarded me as the source of your strength!”

He roared angrily in his heart.

Yes.

Since the other party already has the power to seal him directly, why should the seal not be so perfect, and the elves need to be strengthened?

Since the reinforcement of the wizard is needed, why limit his ability to only one line higher than the opponent?

Not to mention, that every transmission is just right!

Although these elves pray quickly, as a noble True God, you believers have an responsive attitude, too to have no shame?

At this time, Asazli finally understood everything.

He has become a tool of the mother of all gods, a tool for him to hone his beloved and restore his strength!

However, even if he understands this fact, he cannot do anything…

He has been sealed and everything is controlled by the other party.

He is now the other side’s puppet!

Thinking of this, Asazli’s expression is even more ugly.

However, even if he thinks of everything clearly, Azazel cannot dominate the development of the battle.

Everything is destined from the very beginning.

Either, He was sealed again by these long ears.

Either, these long ears were severely injured by him one by one, and then they teleported away.

And Asazli can almost guess that even if all these elves fail, there will be the next wave soon…

until he is sealed again.

His ending, from the very beginning, is destined.

“Euktrahill!”

Asazli in the heart angrily roared.

However, being imprisoned with language ability and imprisoned with spirit strength, all his rants and abuses cannot be passed on.

The battle continues.

The number of players is getting less and less, and Asazil’s power is getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, when only three of the 25 players who participated in the battle were left with wounds, Demon God Asazli finally reached the limit…

With a loud noise, His body was overwhelmed by a patch of rays of light.

That is the power of the seal.

Azazel’s power has been consumed to a critical point, and the already set seal was strengthened again, pulling him back to the high platform in the depths of the Demon Palace and turning him into a statue again.

It’s finally over…

I don’t know why, at this moment, a single thought flashed through Asazil’s heart.

The seal wraps him up again.

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

“Damn it! I will definitely be back!”

Of course, this time, the tone has changed from aloof and remote to flustered and exasperated.

Azazel:…

“Euktrahill!”

He roared in the heart and was reseal…

The flames in the palace went out slowly.

In the lobby, there are only three players who collapsed to the ground, panting.

“Knot…it’s over…”

Transformation Ji just looked at the Demon God who had been transformed into a statue, panting and grinning.

“ha ha ha! We won! We won!”

The other two surviving players also laughed heartily excitedly.

Immediately afterwards, the dim palace was illuminated by soft rays of light, and new system information appeared in the vision of the three players——

【丁—— 】

[Congratulations to the player Ji Gang, the attacking leg hair, and you are not convinced to hit me. Successfully cleared the Demon God maze and became the first player to defeat Demon God Asazli. ]

[Task objective: Defeat Demon God Asazil (complete)]

[Task evaluation: Barely qualified]

[Based on contribution, all participants Fighting players get the corresponding EXP, and the experience gained by the players who are out of the battle is reduced by 50%…]

[Ding——]

[Start to generate drop rewards…]

Along with the wonderful sound of system, a splendid rays of light began to condense under the palace platform.

Reward! It is a drop reward!

The three players are refreshed and happy.

They dragged their tired bodies and walked to the high platform.

The rays of light slowly dispersed, and in front of them, three more familiar boxes appeared.

That are three lucky treasure chests.

The three players were all taken aback.

This is it?