Chapter 1591: Birth of the Murder Dance Troupe!

The wind was growing increasingly stronger.

The giant dragon continuously circled around in the dim grey sky.

It had uttered a long dragon roar that lasted for dozens of seconds.

The sound of music did not stop during that process.

The rhythm only grew increasingly more rapid.

Standing in the middle of the skeletons, Gu Qing Shan was performing his Dance while sweating like he was soaked by rain.

Wherever he looked at, whichever dead person he nodded his head towards, whichever ma.s.s of dead he waved his hand at, or simply glanced at for a second——-

The dead people who were charging at him would immediately let go of their weapons and blankly fall into the River of Death, only for the water to reject them and be forced to prostrate on top of it.

The dead people’s flesh and skin had all been skipped away, leaving nothing but a skeleton that knelt devoutly in front of the dance troupe.

More dead people were charging forward, and more of them began to prostrate in front of the dance troupe.

Within the dragon’s roars, the glowing cloaked skeleton’s angry shout resounded:

[Retreat! All of you retreat! Do not enter the range of that Dance!]

Atley swiftly followed up and whispered: “All dead people, stop attacking for now and retreat!”

The glowing cloaked skeleton was still a bit worried and shouted again: [He currently doesn’t have the ability to perform that entire Dance. All troops, retreat a hundred meters away from him!]

Under their commands, the dead people all stopped themselves and no longer attempted to attack.

Other than the skeletons that were kneeling in front of the dance troupe, all the other dead people had retreated over a hundred meters away.

Seeing this, Gu Qing Shan felt a bit regretful.

I had wanted to convert all the dead, but it seems like this enemy knew what was going on.

——-the glowing cloaked skeleton was instantly able to recognize the weakness of this Dance.

Indeed, his Dance troupe had only gone through just one warm-up Dance and immediately performed an official one, so they weren’t prepared enough.

The Dance he was performing was only the very first stage of the Sacrificial Dance, so it paled in comparison to even the Dance of the Earth G.o.d.

And this was the skeleton’s first time performing it, so they weren’t able to fully exert the Sacrificial Dance’s power either.

The result was that the Dance only had a range of a hundred meters.

Gu Qing Shan looked at the retreating dead and suddenly asked: “Esteemed lady, if I increased the level of the Dance and attacked them——”

「 Very difficult 」the hoa.r.s.e female voice sounded: 「 If you hit them, you will indeed be able to convert them… but if they’re too far away, you won’t be able to hit them. At the same time, you’ll need a large number of Prayers to trigger the Sacrificial Dance’s power while also maintaining the correct dance steps 」

“I understand!”

Gu Qing Shan’s eyes became sharp and clapped his hand in the air.

The Death Dragon received his signal and instantly stopped his dragon’s roar, instead shouting furiously:

「 I will use the unparalleled Hex to destroy your war! 」

He then recited an incantation: 「 Come, you garbage to stand in the way of a dragon, with the power of my dragon pressure, I shall strip you all of your Prayers! 」

From within the dark river, countless sprites of light flew into the air and became intertwined with one another as they ascended above the clouds, drifting and swirling around the dragon’s body.

They were the manifestation of Prayers!

The Death Dragon’s strength lay right here. Without needing anyone to react in any way, he could directly trigger the Hex’s power and forcefully absorb one kind of power from others.

The dragon flew down through the clouds and hovered motionlessly above the dance troupe.

His entire body was s.h.i.+ning like a legendary ent.i.ty from some fairy tale.

Gu Qing Shan continued to move his body to the music while silently nodding.

—–Dead Fatty sure is impressive, after roaring for so long, he had already released the entire Dragon Hex a while ago, but still specifically told everyone that he was about to use his Hex.

This way, when people see those Prayers flying into the sky, they would believe that he was actually performing the Hex and instinctively forget about the long roaring earlier.

Wait a second——-

Gu Qing Shan suddenly recalled how dragons liked to utter a roar in the sky whenever they appeared in the historical records of countless civilizations.

———so those guys had already used their Hexes from the very beginning of those battles.

While he was thinking that, the glowing cloaked skeleton coldly scoffed and loudly ordered: [All dead people! Remain outside the range of the Dance, we only need to wait until his Dance concludes before we charge and rip them apart!]

Gu Qing Shan regained his senses and looked around.

The dead had all retreated, so the Dance was indeed currently useless.

He glanced at the Death Dragon.

The Death Dragon returned him a glance.

Instantly, a gigantic waterfall of light appeared in the sky.

The countless sprites of light that were circling around the dragon’s body rushed into Gu Qing Shan’s body like a tsunami.

On the War G.o.d UI, his Prayers value was rapidly rising.

The music suddenly stopped.

Gu Qing Shan stood still.

All the skeletons stood still.

The invisible power enveloped the Dance troupe, giving off a delicate shattering sound of whispers, but it was inaudible and unseen as if countless ent.i.ties had surrounded the Dance troupe, looking forward to their next Dance.

Gu Qing Shan suddenly spoke: “The more bloodshed, the better the Dance, we perform to sate the desire to slaughter, that is saintly”

——-this was the declaration to begin the Deathmatch Dance, which caused the entire performance to begin changing.

Following Gu Qing Shan’s words, lines of glowing text rapidly appeared in the void of s.p.a.ce:

[You’ve declared a Deathmatch Dance]

[You have gained abundant Prayers]

[The power of Occultism in the void is gathering festivity for your Dance]

[Note: During the previous Deathmatch, your Dance was ruined by the Apocalypse]

[You’ve once again a.s.sembled a group of dancers]

[Please follow your mind and recreate a Deathmatch Dance as your personal dance]

[You need to immediately give your dance troupe a name!]

Gu Qing Shan’s expression changed.

Naming?

Such a difficult thing——–

For some reason, a faint series of noises could be heard from the voice of s.p.a.ce, it sounded like playful laughter, but also the sound of a.s.sault, roaring, and killing.

This was the atmosphere of the Deathmatch Dance itself, the extra ‘festivity’ that was provided by Occultism!

In this atmosphere, Gu Qing Shan suddenly thought of a certain individual.

Ye Fei Li.

The Murder Clown.

That’s right this is a killing Dance, the ending to a Deathmatch, the power of Occultism.

Then——-

“My dance troupe will be called the Murder Dance Troupe” Gu Qing Shan replied.

Lines of glowing text appeared in front of his eyes:

[Your dance troupe has been established]

[This performance is about to begin]

[——this is a high-level Dance, whether or not it can evolve to become the Deathmatch Dance once again will rely on your current performance]

[Everything will begin with your personal BGM]

[3]

[2]

[1]

[Begin!]

Gu Qing Shan looked at all the motionless skeletons.

He took a deep breath and one step forward.

Puu bon bon bon!

Puu bon bon bon!

Puu bon bon bon bon bon——

The BGM had played!

The atmosphere of the Deathmatch Dance began to scatter——–

The Death Dragon in the sky couldn’t help himself roaring to the music as well: 「 AOWWWWW! 」

The sound of a vinyl disk being turned on a mixer resounded with the series of thunderous drumming.

Thump thump thump-

Thump thump thump-

Thump thump thump—-

After the drum was a freestyle electric guitar solo.

The skeletons all stepped forward and gathered around Gu Qing Shan!

They half sat down, or knelt down, stood facing or away from Gu Qing Shan as they followed the beat, nodding their heads, shaking their skull, swerving their arms, and popping their chests——–

A robot dance!

—-with the skeletons’ physique, this kind of tricky dance that required accurate control was truly suitable!

Gu Qing Shan’s figure was hidden inside the skeletons, making it impossible to see him.

The sound of music gradually became louder and more overpowering.

Suddenly——

Someone sang from the void of s.p.a.ce: “Death! Match! Death! Match! Death! Match! Su Wei Su Wei Su Wei!”

All the skeletons scattered and lined up in a circle around the dance stage.

Gu Qing Shan had reappeared.

He was now wearing a top hat with his head down.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, he raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.

“Forward, my precious”

A second later.

All the skeletons that stood in formation turned towards the outside and slowly raised their weapons.

Weapons?

——-right when they gathered around Gu Qing Shan earlier, Gu Qing Shan had distributed a bunch of weapons to them again!

Each skeleton was carrying a ferocious hunk of metal.

An M134 minigun!

Cla-clak cla-clak cla-clak———–

The electronic motor of the minigun began to spin the barrel, which would rapidly increase its speed and complete the series of high-accuracy actions of reloading, arming, striking, pulling back, and discharging the sh.e.l.ls in an extremely short period of time.

This was the most primitive charm of machinery!

Gu Qing Shan muttered: “7.62mm rounds, 6000 rounds per minute—— although it’s quite old-school, I hope that you’ll enjoy it anyway”

Pak!

The first shot was heard.

The bullet shot out from the spinning barrel and instantly struck the chest of a dead person over a hundred meters away.

The dead person uttered a howl before its entire body of skin and flesh crumbled into ash, leaving a set of white skeletons that was devoutly prostrating on the ground.

The power of the Sacrificial Dance had extended beyond one hundred meters by borrowing the power of the bullet!

Pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak pak!

Within the ferocious noise, a hail of bullets rained upon the dead people all around him.

The skeletons’ arms were completely firm as they aimed the minigun in their hands towards their enemies.

This type of attack was both ferocious and unreasonable, carrying with it the determination to eliminate everything in its path, converting all the dead people into skeletons as their world jurisdiction was changed to the Samsara.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding!

The metallic bullet sh.e.l.ls fell to the ground in a chaotic but chiming rain of noises.

The hoa.r.s.e female voice resounded in his ears: 「 How interesting, using Technological weapons to extend the range of the Sacrificial Dance, using that to change those dead people’s jurisdiction—– how did you come up with this? 」

Gu Qing Shan whispered in reply: “Science and technology can change anyone’s fate, esteemed lady”

A long metallic artillery tube appeared in his hand.

—–RPG-7, a personal combat bazooka!

Bang!

The rocket left a long trail of smoke as it flew towards the faraway undead in the River of Death, blowing them into the sky.

Gu Qing Shan tossed the artillery tube down and began to dance solo.

Among the sound of bullet discharge, among the skeletons’ continuous howls, as well as the ever-rapid beat of electronic music, Gu Qing Shan stood in the middle of the dance stage——-

He was performing a splendid tap dance!