The small plaza.
The entrance to the Secret Corridor.
Everyone lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
"Y-you sure put your whole body into that dance," Devil Sha Qiang praised between breaths.
After entering this place, everyone had their powers taken away. They were all ordinary mortals now.
A high-intensity dance like that took a tremendous amount of stamina.
Tian Lan Emperor Lan Xiu managed to sit up and wipe the sweat from his forehead. "So this is the skill you kept?"
"Mm."
Gu Qingshan had no way to explain, but he couldn't ignore him either, so he could only give a vague, nasal response.
Flame Lord Gu Yan glanced at Gu Qingshan, his expression complicated. "I've killed countless people in my life, but I've never once danced while shaking my butt."
Gu Qingshan clasped his fists. "I'm truly sorry. Once this skill activates, I can't control it either. At least it was somewhat useful."
Everyone looked around.
The entire plaza was piled high with dense heaps of white bones.
Just moments ago, countless monsters had charged out of the Secret Corridor, intent on killing everyone.
Every one of them was stronger than the monster that had appeared before.
Countless spells, sharp weapons, claws, teeth, and all kinds of special abilities they'd never seen before had rained down on them.
All they did was...
dance.
A hoarse, dry female voice rang out from the void.
She said only one thing:
"Disrespect the sacrificial dance... and die."
Then the monsters died.
All their flesh and souls rose into the air and dissolved into nothingness. Only their skeletons remained, kneeling where they stood in postures of repentance and prayer.
--Looking back on it, the whole thing was still steeped in absurdity and horror.
Fortunately, that power belonged to their side.
Flame Lord