Chapter 1516: Chapter 946: The Springtime of the Working Demon God (Final)
The sound of biting into melon echoed in the palace, accompanied occasionally by the satisfying smack of lips.
Azazel wiped his mouth and casually tossed the melon rind aside, and immediately a demon scampered over to collect it, replacing it with a new one.
Suddenly, the palace doors slowly opened, and the figure of Demon God Samael appeared in the grand hall.
He was clad in heavy armor, and his strong physique looked quite imposing.
However, compared to the leisurely Azazel, this Second Demon God seemed much more disheveled, with a fatigued expression and dark golden chains of seals around him.
He brought several demon servants, carrying boxes filled with gourmet food and various captured loot, before Azazel.
"Esteemed Azazel... lord, this is the captured loot... Please inspect it."
Samael took a deep breath, stiffly kneeling on one knee, nearly gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Azazel glanced at him, sneered, and picked his ear:
"The voice is too soft and lacks sincerity, Samael, is this your attitude towards the Maze Master? Or do you want to become a model worker in the first level of the maze like Luria and Alisa?"
Samael:...
Seemingly recalling some unpleasant memories, his expression changed slightly.
After a moment of silence, he lifted his head to look at Azazel’s smirking expression and, eventually, gritted his teeth, repeating himself:
"Esteemed Azazel lord, this is the captured loot, please inspect it..."
"The expression is not right; those unaware might think I’m your enemy. Do it again."
"Esteemed Azazel lord, this is the captured loot, please inspect it!"
"No, again, with grace and respect in your demeanor!"
"..."
"Why so silent now? Or do you want to go to the first layer of the maze as well?"
"...Esteemed Azazel lord, this is the captured loot, please inspect..."
"That’s better, good boy."
"..."
Watching Demon God Samael, who seemed ready to grind his teeth, wear an expression of humiliation but had no choice but to obey, Azazel felt quite gratified inside.
During these times, he would always think that even those elves running amok in the maze have their cute aspects.
With a gentle chuckle, he waved his hand to dismiss the nearly enraged Samael, while continuing to listen to the little demons list out the captured loot items, munching on the melon.
Hmm... He knew his boundaries well; although Samael had long been terrified of the elves, if he truly pushed him to anger, Samael might prefer to be tormented by the elves than bow to him.
That wouldn’t be fun.
Thinking of Samael’s expression just now, full of humiliation and anger yet fearful of his control, Azazel felt satisfied inside.
Pleased!
It was really pleasing!
Before being confined in the maze, he never felt this pleased!
Azazel eagerly anticipated when the rest of the demon gods would enter; he had already prepared their lines and entrance music.
But unfortunately, over the past ten years, apart from some new Demigod Level Abyss Myths, those fellows nestled in Hell hadn’t entered.
However, Azazel himself had increasingly adapted to the rhythm inside the maze over these years...
Azazel was content.
More precisely, since the Demon Maze relocated, his life had become more and more content.
Caressing the armrest of the throne, browsing through the growing maze map and the entire first layer of Hell via Eve’s authorized system network, this Demon Lord, originally bound in the maze as a tool, expressed nostalgia.
When Eve sealed him, he thought he’d never return to the first layer of Hell; he never imagined he’d return in a different form to this place he had ruled for countless years.
Actually, thinking about it, there’s nothing really bad about staying in the maze.
Azazel had learned that Eve Yggdrasil had become the new Master of Era.
Not only that, this great being who stood alone against the gods of the Heavenly Realm and destroyed the awakened creator’s will had initiated the process of merging thousands of dimensions...
As one of the oldest demon gods, Azazel was very aware of what that meant.
It meant she might indeed replace the creator of the Segis Universe, becoming a new creator-level mighty Divine Power!
Creator level!
That’s an even mightier Divine Power than the King of Gods, Niou!
And if Eve truly succeeds, then... the world tree would become a unique "universe", and the first layer of Hell, where he resides, might even become the core of chaos and evil!
At that time, though he’d be under Eve’s control, who in the universe isn’t mastered by the Master of the Universe?
Even the seven layers of Hell are influenced by the abyss’s will, and in Azazel’s view, that will of the creator hardly treated him better than Eve.
At least here in the maze, he has food and drink, and can bully other demon gods!
After all this time, Azazel considered himself quite understanding of Eve Goddess.
This great being isn’t harsh on compliant subordinates; even if he is a demon god, as long as he works well according to her intentions, she won’t treat him unfairly.
Of course, the prerequisite is to be obedient, not to entertain crooked thoughts, and definitely not to betray.
