If Fangzheng had to comment, this was probably the most awkward 'boss battle' he had ever seen.
Logically speaking, after the boss finished his lines, both sides would engage in a battle that would shake the heavens and make the gods weep. But this time …. Fangzheng did not want to do that.
Diablo was too strong. If he got serious, he could easily wipe out the entire squad of 25 men. It could even be said that Fangzheng could easily kill one of them with a simple brush. But Fangzheng's target this time was the cultists, not the 25 men!
I'm just an NPC. Why do you want to farm me like a boss?
The current Fangzheng was no longer the same as when he first arrived in this world. When he first opened his eyes, he did not even know what was going on before he was hunted down. At that time, Fangzheng could only muddle-headedly activate the Great Summon Arthis to kill his way over. Of course, there was a lot of trouble after that. Although the Death Council's Lich took the blame for the few Paladins who died in the end, the impact of this matter still dragged Fangzheng down for a long time.
Now that he had status and strength in this world, he was naturally even more unwilling to do such a thing.
Because he was not familiar with the higher-ups of this world, Fangzheng could not recognize who these people were. But judging from their strength, they were definitely powerhouses from a certain faction.
These were not the few pitiful and unloved Paladins who died so what? If he accidentally killed one of them, the trouble would pile up to the heavens!
Not to mention, Fina was also here!
So, Fangzheng made up his mind. He might as well learn from the bosses in many anime. He would put on a show, but he would not make a move. It would be best if he could scare them, but if he could not … .then he would see how the situation turned out.
Fangzheng had his own ideas. The people opposite him were also on guard.
If they were a hothead, they would definitely shout "For Justice" and rush to their deaths. However, these powerhouses were different. Although they came from different forces and had different ways of doing things, they all had the quality of planning before taking action.
That was to be expected. Those who rushed forward in a moment of hot-headedness were mostly dead. Those who were able to survive until now were all old foxes. None of them were easy to deal with.
Therefore, they were waiting for the Demon God before them to attack first before deciding how to deal with it. After all, these people were also powerhouses. They could sense how powerful the demon god power in Diablo's body was. Even they had never encountered such a terrifying enemy before.
Those bastards from the Day of Destruction Church, what the hell did they summon!
Thinking of this, the twenty-five-legged man cursed inwardly.
If the followers of the Day of Destruction who were lying at Fangzheng's feet knew about this, their faces would definitely be covered in tears.
I won't take the blame for this!
For a time, the situation fell into a stalemate.
Fangzheng didn't want to make a move, so he just posed there. Meanwhile, the 25-legged men were waiting for the other party to make the first move to avoid any accidents.
Hence …
A minute passed.
Five minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed.
Half an hour passed.
Fangzheng scratched his back, flicked his tail, and continued to pose. However, the expression of the 25-legged man opposite him turned strange.
What … the hell is going on?
Is he going to fight or not?
Is there something wrong with this demon's head?
Compared to the 25-legged man's gloominess, Fangzheng was very calm. He wasn't afraid of losing face. After all, it was Diablo who was losing face, not him. But he couldn't just keep going like this …
At this thought, Fangzheng rolled his eyes. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he glanced at his feet.
Over there, the blood of the cultists was slowly coagulating and flowing, but the faint purple flame didn't disappear because of that. On the contrary, Fangzheng sensed that some kind of summoning power was about to take shape.
If that's the case … That's right!
At this thought, Fangzheng suddenly came up with a good idea. He quickly took action.
But at that moment, the 25-legged man suddenly saw the demon in front of him move!
He raised his left hand high, pointing at the sky, while his right hand was on his waist … Is he going to attack?
The 25-legged man immediately tightened his grip on his weapons and stared at Diablo warily. Even Fina gripped her scepter tightly and swallowed hard.
They watched as Diablo stretched out his left index finger, pointed at the sky, put his right hand on his waist, and spread his feet apart.
Then … …
Diablo's legs began to bounce. Then, he slowly spread his hands, from bottom to top, then from top to bottom … Before the crowd could react, the terrifying demon in front of them suddenly turned around and bounced again with his back facing them.
Is he … dancing?
While the crowd was still in a daze, Diablo's voice rang out again.
"The seed I planted has finally borne fruit. Today is a great day …"
"…???"
Meow meow meow?
Woof woof woof?
Coo coo coo?
Looking at Diablo happily dancing in the square, the heroes were completely stunned.
What's going on?
"Pluck the stars for you, pluck the moon for you, let the sun rise for you every day …"
… …
Although they couldn't understand what the demon was singing, it sounded like … there was a rhythm to it?
"Become a candle, burn myself just to illuminate you, give my everything to you, as long as you like …"
Along with Diablo's singing, several members of the 25-legged man band began to tremble uncontrollably. Seeing this, the leading Paladin's expression darkened.
"What are you doing?"
"Sorry, sorry."
Hearing the Paladin's low voice, the trembling mercenaries came back to their senses and hurriedly stopped moving.
However, Diablo's singing did not stop.
"You make every tomorrow meaningful for me … Heh! Life is short, but I love you forever! Leave! No! Abandon! "
At this point, the crowd suddenly saw the demon bend over and clap his hands at them.
"Come, let's get high together! You're my little apple, no matter how much I love you, it's never too much … "
"… Master, what do you think …? What should we do?"
Looking at Diablo who had completely let go of himself and started dancing in the square, the Paladin was dumbfounded. He did not know what to say at all. The old mage watched quietly for a moment, then shook his head.
"This isn't some kind of ritual, it seems to be just dancing …"
"A demon who likes to dance?"
The others weren't in a good mood, but before they could say anything, Diablo glared at them and roared angrily again. "What are you talking about?
"Let's get high together!!"
"… Is he asking us to dance together?"
The crowd looked at each other. After a while, the old mage was the first to raise his hand and dance with the rhythm. The others … quickly followed suit.
If the demon had started a massacre in the city as soon as it appeared, they would not have stayed here to watch it. But in fact, they had been dragged into the demon's "demiplane". Not only that, so far, the only victims of the demon were the cultists who summoned it ….
Although these heroes were willing to fight to protect the innocent, in the face of such a powerful enemy, if they could avoid fighting … they would rather not fight ….
After all, the demon's strength was beyond their expectations. If they really fought, no one could be sure whether they could survive.
After confirming that the terrifying demon in front of them was not performing some ritual but was really dancing, the others decisively danced with him.
Maybe after this dance, there would be no need to fight anymore?
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