Chapter 415

The roar of thunder resounded through the palace, and the flaming flames turned the hall into a sea of fire.

The players are walking around the giant azler.

Gorgeous magic and gorgeous sword skills fell on him, causing him to roar constantly.

Asazler brandishes his own huge flame sword, like swatting flies in the palace, chasing the players who are not slippery.

The fighting intensified.

Asazler is worthy of the seventh God.

Even if it is limited to such a degree, there are still no players dare to confront him.

Even if players change their tactics and start guerrilla warfare, there are still new players who are seriously injured by asazl's counterattack.

One, another.

In a state of fury, even the aftermath of asazler's attack is enough to destroy everything.

No one can afford it except those tank soldiers.

However, although the players are one by one like swatting flies, cutting watermelon general cut down, exit But asazler's mood did not improve.

No one died.

None of these damn guys are dead!

Whenever he is about to kill the other party, the other party will not hesitate to pray, and then send away.

The guy who sealed him sent so fast that he didn't get a chance to mend his knife.

The feeling of one punch on the cotton made asazle feel extremely oppressive.

Although the players are more and more cunning in the battle, they find it more and more difficult to catch them in the battle.

Not only that, but also his strength is consumed by the attack of the other side

Asazler can clearly feel that his strength is declining, his speed is becoming slower and slower, and his attacks are becoming weaker and weaker.

This discovery made him even more angry and frightened.

Because asazler knew that once his strength 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 uncontrollable feeling and the feeling of being manipulated make him feel extremely humiliated and miserable.

It even made him angry even more than to plunge him into a deep sleep and seal him dead.

At this time, he finally realized that with the power of these long ears, he could seal him!

No

Not by the power of the elves.

When another player escapes from asazler's knife and teleports out At last he thought it all out.

"Yuk trahir! You even regard me as the grindstone of these ants! "

"You think of me as your source of strength!"

He growled angrily in the bottom of his heart.

Yes.

Since the other party has the power to seal him directly, why do you want to make the seal not so perfect and need to let the elves come to reinforce it?

Since the spirit needs to be strengthened, why limit his ability to only a line higher than the other side?

Not to mention, the right transmission every time!

Although these elves pray quickly, as a noble God, you are too shameless to be a believer?

By this time, azazler finally understood everything.

He has become the tool of the mother of gods, the tool of his temper and strength!

However, even if he understands this fact, he can't do anything

He has been sealed and everything is under the control of the other side.

Now he has become the puppet of the other party!

Thinking of this, azazler's expression is even more ugly.

However, even if you think about everything clearly, azazl can not dominate the development of the battle.

Everything was meant to be good from the beginning.

Or he was sealed again by these long ears.

One of them was seriously injured, and then one of them got a long ear, and then he left.

And asazler could almost guess that even if all these elves failed, there would soon be another wave

Until he was sealed again.

His ending was doomed from the beginning.

"Yuk trahill!"

Asazler roared in his heart.

However, because of his language ability and spiritual power, all his roaring and abusing can not be transmitted.

The fighting continues.

The number of players is getting smaller and smaller, and asazler's strength is becoming weaker and weaker.

Finally, when there were only three black and blue players left in the 25 players participating in the war, the demon God asazle finally reached the limitWith a loud noise, his body was submerged by a beautiful light.

That's the power of seal.

Asazler's strength has reached the critical point, and the seal that has been set has been strengthened again, pulling him back to the high platform in the devil's palace and turning him into a statue again.

It's finally over

I don't know why. At this moment, such an idea flashed through asazler's heart.

Seal it again.

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

"Damn it! I will come back

This time, of course, the tone changed from being high to being angry.

Azazler:

"Yuk trahill!"

He roared in his heart and was re sealed

The fire in the palace was slowly extinguished.

In the hall, there are only three players lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Knot It's over... "

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

"Ha ha! Win! We won! "

The other two surviving players, too, laughed excitedly.

Then, the dim palace is illuminated by soft light, and new system information is floating in the vision of the three players -

[Ding -]

[congratulations to the player for changing Ji Gang, attacking leg hair, refusing to accept you to hit me, successfully passing through the magic maze and becoming the first player to defeat the demon God asazle. 】

[mission objective: to defeat the demon God asazle (completed)]

[Task Evaluation: barely qualified]

[according to the contribution, all the players participating in the battle gain corresponding experience value, and the experience gain of the demobilized player is reduced by 50% 】

[Ding -]

[start to generate drop rewards 】

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

Reward! It's a drop bonus!

The spirit of the three players vibrated, and their hearts were filled with joy.

They dragged their tired bodies to the high platform.

The light slowly dissipated, and in front of them, there were three more familiar boxes.

Those are three lucky boxes.

The three players were all stunned.

This is it?

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