The wind was still howling.
The dragon was soaring through the grey sky.
It let out a long dragon roar that lasted for a few dozen breaths' worth of time.
The music didn't stop.
The melody was getting more and more intense.
Gu Qing Shan stood in the middle of the skeletons, sweating profusely as she performed each of her movements.
No matter where he looked, which undead he nodded at, which undead he waved at, or even his gaze …
The undead that charged forward immediately dropped their weapons and fell into the River of Death, only to be repelled by the water and forced to kneel on the surface of the water.
The undead's muscles, hair, and skin were all gone, leaving only white bones as they devoutly knelt in front of the dance troupe.
The more undead that charged forward, the more undead that knelt in front of the dance troupe.
Within the dragon roar, the flame skeleton's angry roar resounded:
「 Retreat! Everyone retreat! Do not enter the range of that dance again! 」
Atley also chanted: "All undead, temporarily stop attacking and retreat!"
The flame skeleton was still not convinced and shouted again: 「 He can't fully unleash the power of that dance right now, everyone retreat 1000 meters away! 」
Under their orders, the undead stopped in their tracks, no longer attempting to attack.
Besides the white bones that knelt in front of the dance troupe, the other undead quickly retreated 1000 meters away.
Seeing this, Gu Qing Shan felt a bit regretful.
I thought I could convert all the undead, I didn't think I'd run into an opponent who knows how to do it.
The flaming skeleton immediately saw the weakness of this dance.
Indeed, the dance troupe only performed a single warm-up dance before starting the official dance, so they weren't fully prepared.
This official dance was only the first stage of the Sacrificial Dance, not even the Dance of the Earth God.
Since it was the skeletons' first dance, they also couldn't unleash the full power of the Sacrificial Dance.
So the range of effect was only 1000 meters.
Gu Qing Shan looked at the retreating undead and suddenly asked: "Lady, what if I increase the level of the Dance and attack them?"
"That's too difficult" the hoarse female voice replied: "You can convert them if you hit them … but the distance is too far, you won't be able to reach them. Furthermore, you'll need a large amount of Prayers to trigger the power of the Sacrificial Dance, and you'll also have to maintain the normal dance without making any mistakes"
"Understood!"
Gu Qing Shan's eyes sharpened as she snapped her fingers at the sky.
The Dragon of Death got the hint. It immediately stopped its roar and let out a roar.
"I will destroy your war with the supreme incantation!"
It began to chant an incantation: "Come, you pieces of trash that stand in the way of the Dragon race, with the power of my Dragon's Might, I will immediately strip you of all Prayers!"
In the dark ocean, countless spots of light soared into the sky. They entangled, danced, spiraled in midair, and rushed into the clouds, surrounding the body of the giant dragon.
These were all materialized Will Power!
This was the true strength of the Dragon of Death. It did not require any reaction from the other party to activate the spell and forcefully absorb the other party's power.
The giant dragon flew through the layers of clouds and hovered above the dance troupe.
Its entire body flickered with light, like an existence from ancient myths.
Gu Qing Shan swayed her body to the music and nodded secretly.
This damn fatty was really powerful. He howled for such a long time, and his breath was so long that he completely released the Dragon Incantation. In the end, he still had to tell the others that he was actually preparing to cast an incantation.
This way, when the others saw the Will Power flying all over the sky, they would really think that he was casting an incantation and ignore the long howl from before.
Wait a minute.
Gu Qing Shan suddenly recalled that in the historical records of many civilizations, when the Dragon race appeared, they liked to roar in the sky.
So this group of people had already made their move at the beginning of the dance.
While he was deep in thought, the flaming skeleton sneered and commanded loudly, "All undead, stay out of the dance range. Now, we only need to wait for its dance to end. Then, we can go up and tear them apart!"
Gu Qing Shan came back to her senses and looked around.
The Undead had all retreated. Now the dance was indeed useless.
He shot a look at the Dragon of Death.
The Dragon of Death responded with a look.
Immediately, a magnificent waterfall of light appeared in the sky.
The countless sprites of light drifting around the dragon's body descended from the sky, pouring into Gu Qing Shan's body like a raging river.
The Will value on the War God UI skyrocketed.
All the music in the void of space abruptly stopped.
Gu Qing Shan froze.
All the dancing skeletons froze.
An invisible force surrounded the dance troupe, giving off faint whispers that couldn't be heard or heard clearly, as if there were countless unknown entities surrounding the dance troupe, waiting for their next dance.
Gu Qing Shan suddenly spoke: "The more blood there is, the more vigorous the dance becomes. We have tasted the desire to kill, dancing for the sake of life and death, to be holy"
This was the declaration of the Dance of Death. The entire Dance began to change.
Following Gu Qing Shan's declaration, lines of glowing text quickly appeared in the void of space:
[You have declared that a Dance of Death is about to begin]
[Your Prayers are completely sufficient]
[The power of Occultism within the void is preparing for your Dance]
[Description: During the previous Dance of Death, your Dance was pierced through by the Apocalypse]
[Now, you have gathered a new group of dancers]
[Please rewrite the Dance of Death according to your own ideas to create your own Dance]
[You must immediately name your Dance of Death!]
Gu Qing Shan's expression changed.
Name it?
That's so hard!
For some reason, strange voices could be heard in the wind, as if someone was laughing, but also someone was fighting, shouting, and killing.
This was the atmosphere of the Dance of Death itself, the warm-up for the Occultism Dance!
Using this atmosphere, a certain person suddenly appeared in Gu Qing Shan's memory.
Ye Fei Li.
The Murder Clown.
That's right, this is the Dance of Death, the end of the Dance of Death, the power of Occultism.
How about …
"My dance troupe shall be called the Murder Dance Troupe" Gu Qing Shan said.
A line of glowing text appeared in front of his eyes:
[Your dance troupe has been established]
[The performance is about to begin!]
[This is a high-level Dance, whether or not it can evolve into a Dance of Death will depend on your performance]
[Everything begins with your own background music]
[Three,]
[Two,]
[One,]
[Begin!]
Gu Qing Shan looked at the motionless skeletons.
He took a deep breath and took a step forward.
The background music started!
The atmosphere of the Dance of Death had completely dissipated.
The Death Dragon couldn't help but roar in the sky: 「 Yay yay yay yay yay! 」
The sound of discs being smashed came in, followed by the deafening rhythm of the drums:
Dong dong dong — -
Dong dong dong — -
Dong dong dong
The sound of the drums was followed by the frenzied release of the electric guitar.
The skeletons all stepped forward, gathering towards Gu Qing Shan in the middle!
They were either kneeling, half-squatting, leaning against Gu Qing Shan, or facing Gu Qing Shan, all of them were following the rhythm of the music, nodding, shaking their heads, swinging their arms, puffing out their chests.
Mechanical Dance!
With the skeletons' physique, they were very suitable for this type of dance that required a fixed position!
Gu Qing Shan's figure was hidden among the skeletons, unable to be seen.
The music became more and more frenzied.
Suddenly.
Someone was chanting from the void of space: 「 Dance of Death, Dance of Death, Dance of Death! Hey, hey, hey, hey! 」
The skeletons spread out, forming a circle around the stage.
Gu Qing Shan reappeared.
He was wearing a top hat, his head buried in the ground.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.
「 My darlings, go! 」
A second later.
The skeletons lined up in a circle, facing the Sea of Death and raised their weapons one after another.
Weapons?
It was when they gathered around Gu Qing Shan just now that Gu Qing Shan had given them their weapons again!
Each of the skeletons held a ferocious steel machine in their hands.
Gatling M134 Revolver!
Clack clack clack!
The electric motor on the machine gun began to rotate the six barrels. It would soon speed up and complete the loading, locking, firing, ejecting, ejecting, and other actions in a very short amount of time.
This was the most primitive charm of machinery!
Gu Qing Shan muttered: "7.62mm ammunition, 6000 rounds per minute, although it's ancient, please enjoy it now"
Clack!
The first gunshot.
A bullet shot out from the revolving barrel, flew over a hundred meters, and directly hit the chest of one of the undead.
It let out a howl as all of its skin, hair, blood, and flesh were reduced to ash, leaving only its bones as it piously knelt on the ground.
The power of the Sacrificial Dance was transmitted over a hundred meters away through the bullet!
Clack clack clack clack!
Amidst the intense sound of the machine gun, bullets were fired at the undead in every direction.
The skeletons' hands were as steady as boulders, swinging the Gatling guns in their hands to unleash a barrage of bullets.
This attack was brutal and unreasonable, carrying with it the determination to sweep away everything in its path, turning all the undead in its path into bones, returning them to the Samsara world.
Clang clang clang clang clang clang!
The metal bullet casings fell to the ground, giving off a loud and clear sound.
A hoarse female voice resounded in his ears: "How interesting, using Technological weapons to extend the Sacrificial Dance and change the allegiance of the undead, how did you come up with this?"
Gu Qing Shan muttered: "Technology changes life, ma 'am"
A long rocket launcher appeared in his hand.
Single rocket launcher!
Bam!
The rocket left a long trail of flames behind as it flew forward, exploding the undead above the River of Death.
Gu Qing Shan threw the rocket launcher away and began a solo dance.
Amidst the sound of machine gun fire, the screams of the undead, and the incessant sound of electronic music, Gu Qing Shan stood at the center of the stage.
He performed a wonderful tap dance!
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