Game of the World Tree

Azazel was delighted.

Since the war of gods and demons began, He has not been so happy for a long time.

In the magnificent Demon God's Palace, His Majesty the Great Seventh Demon God held a melon in his left hand and the labyrinth's picture book in his right hand, smiling as he looked at the evil gods who were thrown in one by one.

After the abyss myth Belial was thrown in, it was as if some kind of switch was turned on, and more and more unlucky people were sealed.

Inside the palace, Azazel's gloating voice rumbled:

"Yo! Isn't this Valak, Leviathan's sidekick? You're here too? What are you doing with your face crying, what about your legion? Eh, why does the face of the legion become more and more ugly? It won't be destroyed by the elves. right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, look who this is? Isn't this the most beautiful evil god in the abyss, Lord Andre Anfu? What a beautiful tail feather! Huh? No, how come half of your tail feathers are burnt? Ehh... all bald and mushy."

"Ahahaha...Isn't this Stolas? You're here too! It's been so many years, and I still haven't controlled the Virtual God Realm! It's a bit of a waste, isn't it? Why hasn't Leviathan kicked you out of the Demon Guard? "

"Hey hey, happy! Long time no see! So happy to see everyone! They are all familiar faces!"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? You shouldn't be happy to see the great Lord Azazel? How dare you be unhappy? Andrea, give me a slap on their mouths! Violently Palm! Humph!"

"Where's Leviathan? Why hasn't Leviathan come in yet? I even left him a few melons."

"Good guy! I'm directly good guy! Did that guy Uktrahir bring the Leviathan's third layer of hell? One after another, why are all his bastards caught in? I just want to say ...well done!"

"Hey, hey, hey, apart from the two bastards Samuel and Belusebabu, what I hate the most is the sullen face of the octopus Leviathan!"

The myths of the abyss were thrown into the labyrinth one by one, and one by one was more embarrassed.

Seeing the guys being thrown in one after another, Azazel's mood became more and more happy.

His rough and excited voice resounded in the labyrinth.

It didn't take long for a series of abyss myths to appear in the entire palace, each of which was imprisoned and paralyzed on the ground.

He looked terrified and bewildered.

Seeing more and more unlucky people, Azazel laughed:

"Luria, Alyssa, give them a number and let them choose their own palace. I am in a good mood today. You have a week off, and let the new friends take your place!"

Hearing this sentence, the five abyss myths such as Lulia, Alyssa, and Andrea trembled slightly, their eyes lit up, and their spirits came instantly.

Facing their malicious gazes, the new abyss myths shuddered.

"Ah... Lord Azazel, where is this place?"

One of the abyss myths asked in horror.

Azazel glanced at him and said meaningfully:

"Didn't you see it? Of course it's your new home! Don't worry, hey hey hey... Be good, be good, baby, the kind of food and shelter... It will definitely make you forget all your troubles! Hahaha!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the increasingly crowded Demon God Palace, his eyes full of jokes:

"Yes, yes, seven newcomers came in one breath, and the maze will be played again in the future."

Azazel was very satisfied.

With so many unlucky guys accompanying him, the injustice in his chest became more and more pleasant.

Although no other demon gods have been caught, there are so many abyss myths, even more than the number of mythical subordinates when he was still dominating everything in the first layer of hell.

Speaking of which, fate is a fucking joke.

When he was at his peak, he had never mastered so many evil gods!

However, unlike Azazel's gloating, looking at more and more myths of the abyss, Lulia and Alyssa looked at each other and saw a bit of fear in each other's eyes.

To be able to catch so many abyss myths in one breath...

The Mother of Gods... seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

For a time, despair spread in their hearts.

There is such a powerful presence that suppresses the labyrinth.

Do they still have a chance to escape?

Thinking of the experience that life was worse than death some time ago, the two myths couldn't help shivering.

If now let them choose a race they hate the most.

I'm afraid...they will choose the elves without hesitation.

If they were given another chance, after they woke up, they would never provoke the Mother of Gods!

Wherever it will be, run wherever it will go, run far away...

However, it is too late.

But fortunately, with so many newcomers in one breath, they were finally able to catch their breath.

And just after the new abyss myths were placed in their respective palaces, suddenly... the Arc de Triomphe with golden rays of light appeared again after a quarter of an hour.

Azazel's spirit was shocked, and he sat upright in an instant, his eyes widened to see who the new unlucky guy was.

Even the rest of the abyss myths have also cast their attention.

The next moment, a huge figure with a burning head, broken armor, and a sluggish breath fell in.

The hideous snake head was still full of anger. He looked at the gradually disappearing Arc de Triomphe, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and roared angrily:

"Eve—!"

Inside the Devil's Palace, other abyss myths fell into silence.

The new evil god who fell into the palace was none other than the second demon god who dominated the sixth hell plane, the demon god of rage, Samuel.

Seeing Samuel's miserable appearance, Azazel widened his eyes and stood up from his seat instantly.

Then, he looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Hahahaha! Hahahahaha-!"

Hearing His wanton laughter, Samuel turned his eyes away.

When He saw Azazel, his eyes paused slightly:

"Azazel?!"

Azazel narrowed his eyes:

"Yes, it's me."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the demon god colleague from beginning to end, and was amazed:

"Tsk tsk, Uktrahir really gave me a big surprise! I thought Leviathan would be caught by him, but I didn't expect you to be caught first."

"Hehehe... It seems that I am right to prepare a few more palaces."

"Huh? Samael, where's your favorite magic gun? Where did it go? Wasn't it picked up by Uktrahir as a trophy?"

"Ouch... Am I right? Why doesn't your face look good all of a sudden? Don't be angry!"

"Oh, oh, I'm in such a good mood, oh oh, you, a guy who only knows how to get angry, also has today, hahahaha!"

Azazel smiled.

After laughing for a while, his expression gradually cooled down.

The would-be CEO of the Devil's Labyrinth looked at Samuel with an ugly face, stepped down from the throne, and came to him.

Then, he kicked Samuel and sneered while kicking:

"I asked you to sell me when I first attacked the world of Saigus... sell me..."

"You were caught too? You deserve it!"

He was cursing.

Before Azazel was captured by Eve, he had been sealed off in the world of Seggs for a long, long time.

And before he attacked the world of Saiggs alone and was sealed, Samuel should have made an appointment to send troops with him.

However, in the end Samael ran away and let go of his dove.

It was because of this guy that Azazel was sealed.

When he thinks of the past, the seventh devil comes from his heart.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the angry Samuel, and suddenly smiled again:

"Don't worry... I will make you live happier than Lulia and Alyssa, and you will definitely become the best model worker in this labyrinth... Hehe...hehehehehehe!"

Hearing this sentence, the two abyss myths hiding in the corner shivered coldly, and looked at Samuel with sympathy.

On the other hand, Samuel raised his head and looked at Azazel, who was laughing with fire.

Suddenly, he smiled coldly:

"What are you laughing at? You're a piece of trash that's almost gone!"

Azazel's smile faltered slightly.

He squinted his eyes, looked at Samuel, and his breath suddenly became dangerous:

"what did you just say?"

Samuel sneered:

"It seems that I don't know yet. The army of the gods has already attacked the hinterland of the first plane. Maybe one day, they will find the core of your hell."

Azazel's expression changed slightly.

His face immediately turned gloomy.

After the war between gods and demons began, the situation on the first level of hell was what he was most worried about.

However, in the deep seal, He was helpless to everything that happened on the plane of hell.

He tried hard to keep himself from thinking about it, comforting himself that the hell plane has never been breached by the gods, and it will definitely not be breached this time...

But Samuel's words pierced through his self-comfort at once.

Azazel's expression was ugly, and he scolded manically:

"Bullshit! My hell plane will not be breached! You traitor!"

"Humph! Don't think I don't know! You bastards brought all the legions of the gods to my plane!"

"You... all have to die!"

As he said that, he roared at the other evil gods who had been trained to look decent:

"Take this bastard to the ugliest palace, and I will let him work from day to night, without stopping! I will let the elves ravage him to the point of a nervous breakdown!"

Several evil gods looked at each other, but did not act.

Azazel's expression turned cold:

"What? Do you also want to work non-stop from day to night?"

Several evil gods turned pale.

They shuddered, then jumped straight up, and in Samuel's fire-breathing gaze, they took him out...

In the huge palace of the Demon God, only Azazel was left.

And after this, He slumped on his throne, his smile slowly disappeared, and his eyes gradually became confused...

The seventh demon god, who had just been invincible just now, seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

He clenched his fists slightly, and murmured in a dry voice:

"Have you hit the hinterland?"

"I...what am I supposed to do?"

...

After crossing the gate of reversal, Eve once again returned to the battlefield of Maple Moon Free Territory.

The battle on the ground is still going on, and it has completely turned into a chase all the way, with gunpowder smoke billowing.

Indistinctly, the cries of players and various races can be heard.

If you look around, you can also see the guild flags of the players flying all the way, moving forward along the long line, chasing the fleeing abyss army.

The dust was rolling, it was the reassembled cavalry unit, it seemed to be the war horses that the players freely led from Maple Moon, and it was the real elf cavalry.

From a bird's-eye view from the air, all the armies are chasing all the way. The shock of the scene is not worse than the battle of the gods.

However, the most eye-catching are the traces left by Eve after the battle with Samuel, the ravines like abyss, and the high vines erected when Eve covered the roots of the World Tree.

The high platform composed of vines and tree trunks nearly a thousand meters high is bound to become a scene of Maple Moon Freedom, and maybe it will also attract the worship of life believers in the future.

The war on the ground continues, and the war of gods in the sky has ended.

Several of the evil gods who fought with Reinhardt and others have already fallen, and the remaining ones have also chosen to surrender under the siege of several myths, and were bound by the platinum dragon king with the lock of the gods.

Although this incarnation of the Dragon God is not an opponent of Samuel, it is more than enough to deal with these abyss myths whose strength is not even weak.

Even if it is seriously injured.

And when Eve returned, Meryl, who had become the dragon god, lit up, and flew to him with a long whistle.

The Black Dragon King transformed into a handsome black-haired boy, and gave him a respectful salute:

"Your Majesty, the battle is over, the remaining three evil gods have been captured by us, waiting for your disposal!"

Eve nodded slightly:

"Good job, send them all to the maze of the devil."

After he finished speaking, he chuckled again:

"Also, it's time for you to change your mind."

Merrell was stunned for a moment, but soon understood.

I saw that he bowed again and said excitedly:

"Yes, Your Majesty the Lord!"

He has become the true God.

And his relationship with Eve is not just a pet-like existence.

In a sense, he already counts as Eve's god.

Eve nodded slightly.

Then, he looked at Reinhardt on the other side.

The handsome platinum dragon king nodded, put his hand on his chest, and gave him a respectful salute. His words were full of sincerity:

"Your Majesty Eve, congratulations on your return to the peak and stepping on a powerful divine power!"

After he finished speaking, He took out an invitation letter from his arms and handed it over with both hands:

"Your Majesty Eve, this is what Your Majesty the Mother God ordered me to hand over to you after you became a powerful god. I invite you to visit Dragon Island when you are free."

After hearing Reinhardt's words, a petite figure flashed in Eve's mind.

The only one who can be honored by the Dragon God as the Mother Goddess is the Dragon Ancestor Ulinos.

At this time, Eve thought of her promise with the other party in her heart.

He thought slightly, nodded lightly, and accepted the invitation:

"I understand."