Chapter 641: Chapter 517: Patting Head Trick, Do You Really Think I’m That Stupid?
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
Shiva stepped forward, generating a blossoming lotus with each step; one after another, the flowers bloomed from beneath his feet, their petals brilliant as flames, each one resembling a raging inferno, burning with an intense brilliance!
Burn!
Shiva swung his arms, his form leaping energetically.
His hands moved left and right as if striking the Damaru Drum; at times, he would tilt his body and thrust his hands downward as though wielding a Trishula.
Every leap upon the earth scattered flame lotuses.
The path of flame lotuses stretched forward, crossing the fiery ring of "Burn," drawing even closer to "Burn" himself.
"Wow!"
Shiva shook his head, his hair wildly dancing around, and the cool waters of the Ganges cascaded from his hair.
Splash!
The water shimmered, carrying a beautiful rainbow.
This shimmering water spiraled like a bridge, instantly rushing towards "Burn’s" face.
"!!!"
"Burn" was taken aback, immediately stepping back and raising his hands to shield himself.
The power of the flames transformed into arrows, shooting skyward, building a wall of countless arrows that instantly burned the waters of the Ganges.
Splash!
Accompanied by the piercing sound of steaming, numerous mists spiraled upward, instantly enveloping "Burn," obscuring his eyes.
Indra tapped on his instrument, focusing intently on the Shura Dance Floor ahead.
His eyes glowed; golden brilliance shot from them, piercing through the darkness like arrows of light, instantly seeing everything within the white mist.
Shiva continued to dance endlessly, circling around "Burn."
Swish!
In an instant, Shiva appeared right in front of "Burn," his face seemingly smeared with ashes, his terrifying countenance emerging suddenly, stopping "Burn" in his tracks with fear.
"Ah!!!"
"Burn" screamed in terror.
He looked frantically around, seeing Shiva intermittently visible within the white mist, which made him even more fearful, staggering backward as if about to flee.
"Move!"
"Burn!"
"Don’t forget your power!"
"Lianmu" raised his arm high, bringing it down forcefully, striking the Golden Drum with a fierce beat as a reminder.
Boom!
At that moment, the sound of the drum thundered like lightning, reaching "Burn’s" ears, causing him to shiver and instinctively look down at his own hands.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"I still have power; I don’t have to be afraid of him, not at all!"
"Burn" mumbled to himself, reassuring himself as he continued to raise his hands and dance.
"Let’s continue!"
Indra said with a smile.
He appeared nonchalant, gently tapping the Lotus Fall instrument. His heart smiled, and crisp musical powers followed, chiming like spring water on ice, continuously echoing.
Indra wasn’t worried about the musical power of "Lianmu."
The reason? He had support from above!
The Goddess Saraswatidevi, who controls language and art and has the power to silence sounds, causing silence all around, falls within her capabilities.
If necessary, Saraswatidevi could entirely stop this dance battle.
Indra had no worries.
He held the short mace forged from Sun God Fragment, striking it onto Vritra’s bone plate, sounding like a flood breaking through drought-ridden earth, with the sound surging out in an instant.
Tick-tock, tick-tick-tock!
Tick-tock, tick-tick-tock...
The crisp sound pierced through everything, suppressing the sounds of the three large drums.
Bang!
"Lianmu" pounded continuously, striking the Golden Drum in his hands.
But following that, a crisp striking sound entered his ears, resonating crisply, yet also as if carrying the thunder that shatters chaos, striking him like lightning.
Boom, boom, boom!
Above Kailash, dense clouds gathered like a massive fortress, hurricanes like giant birds, each flap emitting bursts of thunder.
A flash of white light crossed "Lianmu’s" eyes, immediately struck by a bolt.
He couldn’t help but retreat.
"Not good!"
"Lianmu" exclaimed.
At this moment, "Burn’s" movements became more awkward; the thunderous booms obstructed everything, preventing him from hearing the sounds of the drum, even feeling its melody and rhythm.
"No way!"
"I have to keep up!"
"Burn" blinked, focusing intently on Shiva in front of him.
An idea suddenly popped into his mind.
Yes!
The dance can’t stop!
So, he would move with Shiva’s rhythm and dance together; afterward, no one could complain.
Thinking thus, "Burn" sneered with a grin.
"Strike it! Strike it hard!"
"After the dance, I’ll finish Shiva."
"Burn" chuckled excitedly.
The next moment, he looked towards the still-dancing Shiva, his body starting to sway, mimicking Shiva’s movements as he leaped into action.
Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right!
Their movements were identical!
Parvati’s gaze hardened, her head slightly turning as she stepped forward, watching the scene anxiously.
"He’s following the rhythm, imitating my husband’s movements!"
Parvati murmured.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Seeing this, the Devas’ expressions changed dramatically, their eyes widening in shock and anger.
Sun God Surya’s eyes widened, Fire God Agni’s gaze ignited, Wind God Vayu couldn’t help but snort long, Water God Varuna’s expression slightly darkened.
They hadn’t expected "Burn" to be so shameless.
Logically, with "Lianmu’s" sound suppressed, "Burn" should have already lost.
Who would have expected this guy to start moving with their rhythm!
