No one had expected that once the dancing started, it would prove impossible to stop.
They danced one song with Diablo, but before long, it started dancing again.
"Why not dance? Better than chatting, dance. Making yourself feel good is everyone's gift..."
Seeing that it had no intention of fighting, the members of the twenty-five-man party gradually relaxed. They had traveled far and wide and seen all manner of strange things. A demon god who loved dancing might have been difficult for ordinary people to imagine, but to people like them, it was hardly unprecedented.
Some had even begun to wonder whether this demon god had killed those Cultists because they had disturbed its dancing during the summoning ritual.
Fang Zheng had completely let himself go by now. When he had danced to Little Apple, he had immediately figured out how he was going to get away. Naturally, the plan was rather shameless and exceedingly embarrassing. But what did Fang Zheng care about losing face? It was not his face being lost anyway.
I'm going to make Diablo dance Gangnam Style. What are you going to do about it?
Not only that, Fang Zheng had even come up with a good idea because of it...
"Another one! I'll tear my anus wider... tear my anus wider!"
After three consecutive square dances, most of the twenty-five-man party had relaxed considerably. A few of the more lively ones had even started competing in dance moves with Diablo. Of course, they had only relaxed slightly. Several high-ranking members, including the old mage and the Paladins, remained extremely vigilant.
No one knew whether this might be some sort of scheme by the demon god.
"Boom!!!"
However, halfway through the dance, a thunderous explosion suddenly rang out. Purple flames erupted, and then a monster covered