Very depressed.

As a demon god, He never thought that he would be treated like this.

Su Xing, beaten up and sealed.

Then he woke up, was beaten up in groups, and continued to seal.

Day after day, sometimes he had to repeat it more than a dozen times a day, and He didn't know how long it had been repeated.

As an old evil god who was once sealed under a seal for thousands of years, he even felt that the thousand-year seal time was not as long as it is now...

At least, you can sleep at that time.

Now even sleeping is a luxury...

Although myths do not require sleep, whether they need to do so or not is one thing, and whether they can be another.

Not to mention...there is a lot of fatigue in the mind.

When Azazel was first resealed by the elves, he was still very angry.

Every time He will fight to the death with these elves who come to seal himself.

Especially after knowing that you are just a tool for the other party’s entertainment…

However, no matter how hard He struggles or how angry He is, His final outcome will be the same.

Gradually, Azazel became numb.

Time will change everything.

Even Azazler gradually became familiar with the feeling of being ravaged by the elves day after day.

This legendary seven demon gods actually make fun of suffering and finds the pleasure of counterattacking...

That is to control the demons everywhere in the Demon God's Maze. Kill them in advance before these hateful long ears reach the core palace of the Demon God's Maze.

As long as these elves cannot enter the palace, He will be quiet for a while.

However, this is before.

Now He just wants to be quiet for a while...

Everything starts with fighting with the elves.

At first, He was quite effective in restraining the elves through his demon subordinates.

But as these elves become more and more aware of the demon's maze, Azazler's counterattack becomes more and more difficult.

Too fast.

These elves grow too fast.

The routine you have used once will be mastered by them soon.

When the next wave of elves comes, you will find that they cannot be used...

Azazler seriously doubted that these elves should have any special communication methods to share their respective intelligence while not meeting each other.

But even so, as a demon, Azazel is still proud and strong.

The more powerful the elves are, the more stubborn He becomes.

He swore to keep all these guys out of the palace!

However, this miserable demon god raised a lot of enthusiasm, and the aggrieved feeling of being beaten up one after another dissipated a lot.

It's like, I'm finding the value of persistence in the dark...

Originally...it should be like this.

Until the public beta player arrives...

The Demon God Maze is the only copy with a chance to drop a silver transfer quota.

Before the public beta, this was the paradise for players of Black Iron Maximum level.

After the public beta players become the full-level black iron, it is even more popular.

So, the problem arose.

In the past, although elves continued to pour into the maze, their number was limited.

There are not many teams that can find the Demon God's Maze after some elimination.

At that time, although Azazel was harassed by the players, he still had a breath of time.

But now...the times are different.

The players who were in the first public beta were basically at the top of the Black Iron level, and among the 200,000 players who joined the second time, the Liver Emperors also reached level 40.

For them, what they most expect now is to get a job transfer quota and get promoted to silver.

then……

Huge, a large number of players poured into the Demon Maze dungeon...

The number of locusts was as shocked even Azazel, who was secretly controlling the demon subordinates.

The subtle balance that was not easy to maintain was instantly broken by relying on demon subordinates and elves to fight against each other. The demons in the maze were not the opponents of these endless players...

As the final boss, Azazel was even worse. He found that he had gradually become a tool demon who was chopped in turn. He was often sealed by a bunch of players in the last second, and then cut by another team of players in the next second.

Never end.

In this case, no matter how strong the mind is, it will continue to come for a month or two...it will be crazy.

"Uktrashil! You bitch! Bastard! Shameless! I'm quitting!"

Azazle roared in his heart in anger.

Ignore some of the words that He never said before in his roar, and the tragic fact that he had subconsciously accepted himself as the magic sword stone, the tool of the elves...

Of course, those weird words were learned subtly in the battle with players.

Azazel, who was sealed by the players in the turn, was furious and simply gave up and exploded directly.

He knew that these elves would absorb His power by attacking Him. Although they did not absorb much, they did exist.

I also know that if these elves do well, they will receive rewards from Uktrashire, especially when they seal themselves without any injuries...

So, let's just die together.

However, He is now firmly sealed by the Demon God's maze. Even if he self-destructs, he cannot achieve real self-destructs, and it is even more impossible to rely on suicide to get a chance to re-enter Su Sheng in the hell plane...

At most, He will explode his current body and will be resurrected in the sealed core under the Demon Palace in the next second...

But after self-destruction several times, Azazler discovered a little benefit through his observation of the players.

That is, these elves should not try to steal His power, nor should they get rewards from Uktrashire.

This made Azazel feel a little relieved in his heart and he exploded even more vigorously.

Of course, He subconsciously ignored the fact that in this process, He had actually put himself in a relatively equal position with these elves to deal with...

If it were in the past, He would not care whether these weak guys lived or died, whether they were benefiting or gaining nothing.

The demon god who once stood tall and enjoyed the depravity of intelligent life and righteous gods has reached a distortion of the distortion of the ants in his eyes that he would hurt his enemies for a thousand times and hurt himself for eight hundred times...

It's also miserable.

However, just as Azazel relied on his self-destruct to vent his depression, a crisp and ethereal voice sounded in His heart:

"You...why are you?"

Hearing this voice, Azazle froze slightly, and then became furious:
Chapter completed!