Reborn as Platycodon, an infinite journey begins from Demon Slayer

Amidst the cheers of the gods, Shiva stepped out of the passage. He was dressed in blue skin and waved his rare four arms.

With every step he took, there was an endless sense of destruction rushing around him. At this time, Jiro, who was standing on the arena, also recovered from his laziness, and his eyes became solemn.

"It's very strong. It's not among the eight kings in the food industry. It seems we need to take it seriously. However, it shouldn't be necessary to completely lift the lockdown..."

At this time, Jiro untied two more anesthesia nails, and his hair began to turn black.

"Humph, you really made me laugh. There's no one left in Kikyo, why would you send an old man to die?"

"You'd better just admit defeat!"

Shiva sneered at this. What kind of fighting ability can an old man have? However, why does his hair seem to have turned black? Is it an illusion?

In the audience seat of the main god Zeus, Zeus frowned and looked puzzled. The aura of the human player suddenly became much stronger just now, and it is impossible for Platycodon to send someone to die. The only explanation is that this old man is not simple. !

"The second duel between man and god begins!!" Heimdall blew the doomsday horn in his hand.

But Shiva frowned sharply at this moment. The hair of the human opposite suddenly began to turn black, and his aura suddenly rose, making him tremble all over.

"Go all out!!"

"Aha!!"

Shiva's face was solemn, and his body suddenly danced strangely.

“Oh oh, it’s coming, it’s coming!!”

"Lord Shiva's unique dance!!"

The Indian gods were all excited, shouting at the top of their lungs, echoing Shiva's dance, and matching the beat of Shiva.

"What...why, Lord Shiva is dancing!?" Heimdall said in surprise.

The auditorium of Zeus.

Zeus touched his beard and said with interest: "Oh...is this the secret treasure of the Indian God Realm, Shiva's killer dance?"

Ares, on the other hand, looked puzzled, "Must kill dance, just... that thing?"

"Don't underestimate this dance. It is Shiva's specialty that unites the fragmented Indian divine world."

"But, having said that, it's really a unique rhythm..." Hermes sighed.

On the arena, Shiva's figure followed the dance steps, and suddenly, like an afterimage, his body came to Jiro in an instant.

"Oh, good speed!"

The shadows of fists all over the sky, mixed with astonishing destructive power, hit Jiro's body, but Jiro seemed to be invisible and allowed himself to be hit by his fists.

Seeing how arrogant the other party was, Shiva glared at Jiro fiercely, his eyes full of anger.

Who is he, the supreme god of the Indian god world, but the other party looks down on him so much, clearly despising himself. Shiva suddenly became furious, and terrifying flames suddenly appeared in his four arms.

"Reincarnation Dance!"

The fist mixed with the fire of destruction swept towards Jiro. For a moment, Jiro was covered by endless fists and flames. Every time a punch hit Jiro, the place seemed to be on fire and smoking.

Although Shiva's offensive was fierce, careful gods such as Brunhilde, Zeus, Odin, etc. all discovered something was wrong, that is, Jiro was still standing and did not even take a step back.

Shiva was being underestimated and angrily attacked Jiro. The audience of gods who did not know the truth were cheering crazily, as if victory was close at hand.