Chapter 413

The voice of anger rings in the ear, like thunder, shaking the whole body.

All the players who entered the palace were shocked.

Then, with the sound of a series of torches, the deep darkness was suddenly lit up by the fire.

And the players found that they came to a huge palace.

The palace is full of bright lights and rough style, and ferocious stone carvings can be seen everywhere. On both sides of the palace stand two rows of huge stone pillars at least 20-30 meters high.

The stone pillars extend to the deepest part of the palace, which is also the highest place of the whole hall. The steps gradually go up and converge into a high platform.

On the high platform stands a black statue of the devil.

The statue is more than 20 meters high. It is made of sheep and orcs. It is dressed in majestic armor, just like a king in the world.

"Is that statue who made the sound just now?"

A player rubbed his sharp ears, which were numb by the sound, and looked at the deepest statue in surprise.

"Well? This Isn't that what the devil looked like in the first underground world war? "

Soon, someone recognized the statue.

"Yes, our target is Azrael

Deformation Ji Gang's spirit is a vibration, some excited to say.

At the same time, the statue changed.

I saw the original black statue suddenly began to dye with blood red lines, emitting a strange light.

In order to spread the whole body of the statue, the crackling sound spread quickly.

The flame enveloped the statue of the devil, and at the same time, a palpable breath suddenly came from the statue.

As the black faded, the silent statue became more and more active.

In the players' uneasy, or expectant, or excited, or nervous line of sight, the statue opened its eyes.

No.

At this time, it is no longer a statue.

He has been transformed into the seventh demon God asazler.

"He is alive! Come on, get ready to fight

See the demon god wake up, deformation Ji Gang look a Su, raise the bow to shout a way.

Heard the order of their own president, players have drawn out their own weapons, into the combat state.

The hunter began to swim and lurk, and the archer began to draw his bow.

Druids and mages chant spells and enchant their teammates.

The flesh shield soldier strengthened one defense skill after another for himself, standing at the front of the team.

At this moment, although the players form the habit of fighting more than once in the wild, they still have a certain number of battles.

At the same time, new system information appeared in the players' field of vision:

[Ding -]

[shipping! Shipping!]

[the seventh God asazle wakes up!]

[seventh demon God asazle wakes up!]

[combat task: seal the demon God "on!]

[mission Description: the demon God asazle sensed the approaching of life, Wake up from a deep sleep 】

[in order to prevent him from breaking away from the seal, we must defeat him here and let him return to the seal! 】

[mission objective: defeat the demon God asazle! 】

the final task is here!

Players have a bright in front of their eyes.

And then, as in response, the torches around the palace suddenly ignited a more intense flame, illuminating the whole hall from time to time.

At this moment, the tall demon in the front seems to be more domineering and deterrent in the light of the fire.

The players looked at asazler.

Asazler also looks at the player.

On the ferocious sheep beast giant face, red eyes flash a cold light.

At the same time, players can clearly see that a line of red strips appears on the top of asazler's head.

It was Blood tank!

The new background music suddenly sounded, full of passion and rhythm.

This music seems to have a kind of strange magic, people can't help listening to the whole body blood boiling, fighting up, it seems that the next second will set foot on the fierce battlefield, become a hero to save the world.

Players felt the adrenaline surge almost instantaneously.

Their breathing became more and more thick, and their eyes became red.

At this moment, they feel like Popeye eating spinach, and can easily crush the whole world.

Metamorphosis Ji just gasped, excitedly looking at the demon in front.

At this moment, his heart only left high morale.

He aimed at the demon, bent his bow and shot, and at the same time, he yelled at the devil"Brothers and sisters! Go on

"Kill him!"

"do him!"

At an order, the players howled and rushed to the devil.

……

"Is this the existence of the seal that Yuk trahir sent to reinforce it?"

Looking at the mole ants rushing towards him, azazler was angry.

Shame.

This is absolutely naked shame!

Ten elves who have just arrived in silver, and fifteen novices who are not even silver?

He is the king of hell, the seventh God, who only sent such rubbish to defeat him?

Is this to despise him asazler?!

Asazler sneered.

He opened his mouth to speak, and wanted to drink and scold, but he was surprised to find that he could not say anything but snort or roar

It's a seal!

His heart sank.

However, at the same time, the hall again sounded a familiar voice.

The voice, in the same tone as asazler's:

"shake! Die

The voice is vast and vicissitudes, and with a trace of pride.

However, listening to this demon God's ears, he was confused.

Azazler:???

This I didn't say that!

He opened his mouth, but soon remembered a sentence left by the damned Old God when he left:

"three lines are enough for you."

Azazler:

It's Yuk trahill!

It's his son of a bitch!

How dare he play such a trick on himself!

When you get rid of yourself, you will not let him go!

Asazler was shaking with anger.

He gave a grim look to the elves who were coming towards him.

In any case, those who violate the God of anger must pay a price!

With a roar, he summoned his own huge sword of fire and chopped it down at them.

The players turned pale.

The front of the tank soldiers look a su.

With a long cry, he uses the two skills of "unyielding" and "guarding", and holds up his sword to resist.

At the same time, all kinds of defense magic of druid and mages fell on him one after another.

Asazler's flame sword instantly hit the warrior player's sword.

It's a huge wave of energy.

The soldier player vomited blood and was seriously injured in an instant. The ground under his feet cracked

However, azazler's face was even worse.

At this time, he found that his power was confined to the middle of silver.

"Yuk trahill!"

He growled angrily in his heart.

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