The buff is permanent, and you start the game with a fountain of water.

"Ding! You have defeated 4843 elite monsters, including the Demonized Minotaur Warrior, and gained 317578064 experience points."

"Ding! Your level has increased to 54. All attributes +2, free attributes +10, health +200, mana +20."

The annihilation of nearly five thousand high-level monsters gave Huan Cheng a huge boost of experience points, and his body flashed with golden light as he leveled up two levels in one go.

Azmodan watched this scene with great interest, showing no emotional reaction to the annihilation of the monster army, nor did he intervene.

He glanced lazily at Yanhuang City, his lips slightly parted, and his voice was surprisingly gentle: "I'm in a good mood right now. You've destroyed this city yourselves, and I'll spare your lives."

Before anyone could react, Azmodan pointed his finger lightly at Huan Cheng and said, "However, you have to kill this little worm first."

As a Demon Emperor-level expert, he looked down on those level 60 demons.

But Huan Cheng wiped out the demon army right in front of him, and for the sake of the Demon Emperor's dignity, Huan Cheng had to die.

Having broken the seal of previous years, Azmodan was extremely pleased and made an exception to give Yanhuang City a "chance".

Everyone remained silent.

Ordinary players were intimidated by the Demon Emperor's power and dared not make any rash moves, while the high-ranking members of the Yanhuang Alliance, such as Qianyu Cangmang, were waiting for the experts from the Myriad Races Alliance.

Seeing no movement below, Azmodan's lips curled into a sinister smile, and his crimson demon sword trembled slightly, emitting a bloodthirsty sword cry.

"It seems you will fail to live up to my mercy!"

"Let's do it!"

Just then, a deep, angry shout rang out, and three figures darted out from the crowd.

"The Sacred Cage!"

A beam of holy white light descended from the sky, precisely locking onto the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to struggle, a deafening roar was heard.

"Take this from your grandpa!"

Grall exuded a terrifying aura as he leaped out like a cannonball, his blood-red double axes crackling with the force of thunder as he cleaved head-on at the Demon Emperor who was bound by holy light.

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Eight-digit damage exploded.

The Demon Emperor cried out in pain, his strangely handsome face contorted in agony, and a torrent of demonic energy erupted forth. The demonic energy collided with the holy light, producing a piercing hissing sound, and the cage of holy light flickered erratically.

Roland's forehead veins bulged as he desperately channeled the holy light to stabilize the restraints.

Elsa remained silent, her longbow fully drawn, a silver arrow of light coalescing on the bowstring.

[Star Strike!]

With a clear, cold shout, the arrow of light pierced the air and accurately struck the Demon Emperor's chest.

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After the two hits, Azmodan's health bar visibly dropped.

Enraged, the black and red demonic energy surged like a tsunami, and with a flash of purple light, the Holy Light Cage was completely engulfed by the demonic energy.

The next moment, Grall, Roland, and Elsa soared into the air and confronted the Demon Emperor in mid-air.

Azmodan grinned maliciously, his cackling laughter echoing as he looked at Roland and his companions with a hint of contempt: "Three mere newcomers to the Demon Emperor level dare to draw their swords against me? I admire your courage!"

"Azmodan!"

The orc Grall, his fighting spirit surging, stood at the forefront, dual-wielding battle axes: "After ten thousand years of sealing, how much of your power, once at the pinnacle of godhood, still remains?"

Azmodan's expression darkened upon hearing this.

The seal of tens of thousands of years had eroded his power, causing his level to drop directly from the peak of level 100 to level 95.

At their level, a 5-level difference is enough to create a two- to three-fold gap in attributes, and their overall strength drops precipitously.

Coming to his senses, Azmodan sneered, his face filled with disdain, "So what? That's more than enough to deal with you three little rats!"

After he finished speaking, the blood-red demonic sword in his hand suddenly grew several feet, its pitch-black blade swirling with a destructive dark red light.

"Blood Demons Run Rampant!"

With a soft shout, thousands of blood-red sword energies shot out, transforming into roaring sword dragons that pounced towards the three of them.

"roar!"

A violent burst of crimson energy exploded from the four people in the center, rapidly spreading outwards.

In Yanhuang City, large chunks of stone crumbled from the already crumbling city walls, and players on the city walls were thrown about by the shockwaves, their health bars plummeting.

Qianyu Cangmang and the others looked horrified.

Azmodan, who was thousands of meters away, and whose attack was merely a probing one, almost dealt a devastating blow to the remaining players!

If the Demon Emperor's attack had been aimed at Yanhuang City, probably very few players would have survived.

Noticing the strange occurrences in Yanhuang City, Roland frowned, flashed to the west, and then brandished his silver holy sword, unleashing a holy light that drew the Demon Emperor's attention.

Elsa, Grall, and Roland, who were in perfect harmony, naturally understood his intentions and immediately pulled the Demon Emperor away to avoid the battle affecting Yanhuang City.

Azmodan sensed Roland and the others' intentions, but he didn't care.

With his arrogance, he regarded Roland and his two companions as mere rats, and the players of Yanhuang City as nothing more than ants, not worth his time at all.

As long as these three annoying little rats are killed, Yanhuang City can be wiped out with a wave of the hand.

Azmodan's demonic sword trembled slightly, its demonic energy surging. "Little rats, obediently prepare to die, and I'll give you a quick death."

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his wrist and unleashed a jet-black demonic blade that traversed the sky with his blood-red demonic sword!

"Arrogant!!"

Grall's eyes widened in fury, and his entire body erupted with a blood-red aura. He crossed his two axes to block the attack, and a hundred-foot-tall phantom of a beast god materialized around his body, forcefully blocking the Heaven-Splitting Demon Blade.

Elsa seized the opportunity, her figure flashing, and she drew her longbow to its full length once more. Silver magic gathered at the tip of the arrow, and with a sharp whistling sound, silver light pierced the sky.

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The extremely high damage spiked again, and the Demon Emperor's health bar plummeted once more.

"Guardians of Heaven!"

Roland raised his holy sword high, a soft, shimmering light surrounding him, and after a few seconds of chanting, his ultimate attack finally arrived.

Enveloped in rich holy light, Grall's fatigue from fighting the Demon Emperor vanished, and he regained most of his lost life.

Under the blessing of the holy light, Grall's fighting spirit surged even more, and he wielded his double axes with fierce power.

In contrast, Azmodan's movements were noticeably slowed by the Holy Light. Even with demonic energy protecting him, his skin was still being eroded by the Holy Light, making a sizzling sound.

"Damn it!"

The Demon Emperor cursed inwardly, his killing intent growing ever stronger.

"You damned ants!"

Azmodan's deep demonic howl resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The surging black and red demonic energy around him suddenly froze for a moment, and then exploded with a roar!

The crimson demonic sword trembled violently, and a terrifying demonic emperor's pressure, accompanied by raging demonic energy, swept over the three of them.

Grall was forced to retreat step by step. Roland's holy light was suppressed by the demonic energy, becoming obscure and difficult to move. Elsa drew her bow and nocked an arrow, but she was still unable to lock onto the Demon Emperor's true form.

"Abyssal Demon Soul, it's the Abyssal Demon Soul! A forbidden spell-level skill that only a very few Demon Emperors can master, capable of greatly enhancing one's strength!"

The experienced Roland's expression changed drastically, and he loudly reminded his teammates.