Game of the World Tree

"As expected of the legendary demon god, even if the seal limits the power to the middle of silver, it can still exert such strength!"

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

He sat high on his own throne, with one long leg resting on top of the other, holding a pack of popcorn in his left hand, which he would stuff into his mouth from time to time, while his right hand occasionally picked up the cola that he had used his magic power tool to drink, and drank it happily. Take a few bites.

In front of him is a huge screen condensed with divine power.

Above, it is the scene of the transformation of Ji Gang's wasteland group and the seventh devil Azazel fighting...

At this moment, Azazel, who became the protagonist of the "movie", fell into a rage.

He felt that he had been fooled and tricked.

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

Even his most basic transformation ability and deterrent ability were sealed!

At this moment, the dignified seventh devil can only wield a flaming giant sword and fight like the most incompetent warrior!

suffocated...

It's so frustrating!

However, this was not the hardest thing for him to accept.

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

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

The gazes they cast made Azazel feel angry at the same time he couldn't believe it.

Excited and curious, eagerly looking forward.

That look...the look of the prey and the toy!

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

Who do they think they are? !

Uktrahir is just that.

Could it be that even these damn ants dare to ride on his head? !

They have to pay!

However, although he was angry in his heart, although his strength was limited to the middle of silver... But Azazel still did not put these humble ants in his eyes...

As an ancient mythical existence, as the controller of the law, even if his strength is limited, he has vision and skills far beyond other existences.

In His eyes, these ridiculous, greedy and arrogant elves are like clowns in the human world.

I saw Azazel roared again and continued to attack the elves.

The two sides fought thoroughly together.

The flames radiate in all directions, and the light is radiant.

Every attack of Azazel brought a violent storm of magic power.

For a time, lava and flames enveloped the entire magic palace.

Accompanied by a sound of "Fucking" and "Screaming", one player after another was easily knocked away by him.

No one can directly counter the power of the Demon God Azazel.

When the players realized this problem, five people had been seriously injured.

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

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

And if it wasn't for every time Azazel attacked, all the players' defense and healing magic would fall on his target, and these players would have returned to the World Tree long ago.

"Hmph, weak existence."

Looking at the elf that he easily knocked down, Azazel couldn't help sneering in his heart.

He waved his weapon again and smashed it towards the fallen player...

Transforming Ji Gang's face changed:

"Don't hold on! You guys, read the name of the goddess and go back to the city!"

Go back to the city with the name of the goddess?

Hearing the elf's words, Azazel was slightly taken aback.

However, the movements in His hands did not stop.

The flaming giant sword slashed down, with terrifying energy fluctuations, pointing directly at the injured player.

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

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Seeing such terrifying power, the remaining elves changed their colors one after another, and couldn't help but swear.

However, Azazel's face sank.

He didn't hit the elves.

When He was about to shred these ants, fluctuations in space power appeared on them, and they were teleported away.

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

It's Uktrahill!

It's Uktrahill again!

The ancient god who sealed him here actually saved those ants when he was about to kill them!

"Uktrahir!"

Azazel roared angrily in his heart again.

And when He was furious, the players cheered up again.

"His attack power is very high! But the speed is not fast. Everyone roams and fly kites to find his weakness!"

Transformer Ji Gang said loudly.

And when he finished, he added:

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

"receive!"

The other players nodded.

Soon, the twenty players still in the magic palace changed their strategies and began to wander around Azazel.

Seeing these abominable elves change their strategies and start to run around him like flies, and attack from time to time, Azazel became more and more agitated.

"These damn nasty elves!"

He cursed angrily in his heart, swung the flaming giant sword again, and smashed it towards the elves.

Only this time, as the elves deliberately avoided, He did not achieve much.

suffocated.

Azazel felt very aggrieved.

Obviously there is still a certain strength, obviously no elves can withstand his attack, but this damn seal has greatly imprisoned his speed!

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

After several chases, He only used the aftermath of the flames to burn the slow person seriously.

At the same time, however, the attack of the elves came later.

They circled Azazel, and when he couldn't react, they released their skills one after another.

The gorgeous magic and the gorgeous sword skills were intertwined and fell on Azazel.

Their attacks are very weak and cannot cause damage to Him who is a myth.

However, Azazel was shocked to discover that although the attacks of the elves did not cause him any damage, his strength was gradually decreasing with their attacks!

Do not……

is devoured!

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

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

This is the ancient god using these elves to weaken and devour his power!

On the other hand, with the continuous attack, players noticed the change of the big boss's blood bar.

Transformers just lit up:

"It can be done! Just keep attacking him! He will bleed!"

As a result, the excited players wandered even more obscenely.

"Uktrahir!"

Looking at the disgusting elves that were circling around him like flies, Azazel roared bitterly in his heart.

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