Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Delia looked at the mask that had fallen to the ground, and the bone nails in her hands were surrounded by black particles that were about to disperse. Only then did she realize what she had done.

But what made her even more unbelievable was Mo Rong, who was standing behind the White Lady and let out a long sigh of relief.

"No, my bone nail has obviously touched you. How did you do it?"

Delia's question also aroused Madam White's curiosity. She turned around and stared closely at Mo Rong, who had lost his mask, with an indelible guilt hidden in her eyes.

"Lord Knight, normally shouldn't you apologize to me first?"

Mo Rong cursed in his heart. If it weren't for his quick reaction and the shadow cloak, he might have lost his head now.

As a knight, he must behave appropriately, but in Delia's opinion, Murong, a 'alien' who most likely came from the abyss, did not have the qualifications for her to apologize.

The top of the bone nail shone coldly in front of Mo Rong's eyes. Delia's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she wanted to see through what Mo Rong was.

However, Madam White moved very quickly. For fear that what happened just now would happen again, Roots immediately caught Delia's arm and pressed down the bone nail.

"Queen, you..."

"I heard from the guard just now that you came from the Deep Nest?"

Or maybe she wanted to show her kind side as much as possible, so Mrs. Bai's smile was a little stiff at the moment, not at all as refreshing as usual.

"Yes, the grass people came from the deep nest and were trying to go to the crossroads."

Madam Bai didn't listen to what Mo Rong said at all, she was completely thinking about the questions in her mind. When the words fell, she hurriedly spoke again.

"You are a resident of Deephive, right?"

"No."

"Then you came from the palace?"

The urgency in Madam Bai's eyes and the abnormality in these words made Mo Rong gradually capture the meaning.

If his guess was correct, the White Lady must have mistaken herself for those compatriots under the abyss, and several attempts were just to prove her guess.

Facing Madam Bai's question, Mo Rong actually wanted to conceal his identity, but when he thought that King Bai already knew that he was a void creature, he would definitely not be able to hide it from Madam White, so he might as well tell the truth.

Perhaps it was because the seeds of regret had already sprouted in Madam Bai's heart. At this time, she was extremely eager to find out Mo Rong's identity.

She wanted to hear that answer.

In the short time that Murong was thinking, the roots of the White Lady had already climbed onto his arms out of eagerness.

"Reporting to the queen, the grass people came from the City of Tears and came to the Deep Nest only because of certain things."

After the words fell, Mo Rong could clearly feel the roots clinging to his arm tightening a bit more. The force seemed to want to crush his arm, but after just a few breaths, it suddenly loosened, powerless. The ground fell to the ground.

At the same time, Madam White's eyes that shone with desire also completely dimmed.

It wasn't because of Mo Rong's answer that she was disappointed. When the roots climbed up his arm, the White Lady already knew the answer.

Every container contains the power of her and King Bai. No matter what changes are made to the container, those powers will become a symbol that will follow them throughout their lives. Unfortunately, she did not notice her own power in Mo Rong.

Not even the White King's power.

Since Delia was not focusing on the White Lady at this time, she naturally failed to notice the change in her mood. However, the roots on her bone nails fell down, causing her to misunderstand the White Lady's meaning. .

Seeing Delia's bone nails lying in front of his eyes again, Mo Rong sighed secretly, walked forward, picked up his mask and put it on his head.

It seems that if I really don't explain clearly, I will definitely not be able to survive this meeting.

"Sir Knight, do you still remember the guard selection contest hosted by you before?"

Delia frowned, obviously not knowing what Mo Rong meant by mentioning this.

"I'm the second-placed player in the selection... No, I'm the captain of the first-placed team."

Murong's words stirred up Delia's memories, but they also made her eyes sharper.

"Do you think you can make me dispel my doubts about you with just a few nonsense words?"

Okay, I changed my mask and couldn't recognize him clearly.

"Then do you remember the last battle of the selection? I was the one... Tsk, I can't explain it. I'll demonstrate it to you."

The soul gradually condensed in Mo Rong's mouth, and the power made Delia feel palpitations. The next moment, she heard a deafening scream, and a black and white mist spewed into the sky above Mo Rong.

The movement was loud, calling Madam White out of her daze, and making Delia completely lose her patience with Mo Rong.

In fact, the idea of ​​​​Mo Rong's evidence is correct. Logically speaking, by showing the Howling Ghost, Delia should be able to know that he is the captain of that team. After all, she is not the only one to witness this spell.

But it's a pity that Mo Rong ignored an important fact due to his carelessness.

That is his Howling Ghost, which has long been upgraded to the Abyss Scream.

As soon as the spell filled with the breath of the abyss was exported, Delia seemed to see the shadow of Black Worm again. She could no longer restrain her murderous intention towards Murong, and rushed towards him with the bone nails in hand.

"Obstacles of the abyss, suffer death!"

......

In order to find the figure of the king, Marcos searched all over Hallownest. Except for the palace and the abyss, he believed that his footprints had spread all over Hallownest, and there were far more than one round.

Disappointment, the outcome of every round is disappointment.

But just like fate, every time he wanted to temporarily give up the idea of ​​searching, there were always some clues telling him that you shouldn't stop.

It seemed that a few days ago, the aura that suddenly appeared in the soul swamp was unmistakable to him. It was the king, so he had a few more footprints all over Hallownest.

It was also like the aura that suddenly appeared in the City of Tears a while ago, which made him even more excited, because the aura was much stronger than that in the Soul Swamp, but the result of his search during this period was still disappointing as usual.

He felt a little tired.

Marcos quietly leaned against the radiant statue standing on the top of Crystal Mountain, overlooking the entire Hallownest, his eyes a little dazed.

Could it be that the king really disappeared?

Although he really didn't want to admit it, everything he tried seemed to prove that his guess was correct.

The wind on the top of the mountain was strong, making Marcos's moth wings rustle. He hoped that the wind would be stronger and wilder, so that it could blow away his loneliness and doubts at the moment.

bass!

Just hearing an explosion brought Marcos back from his daze. A shining orange dream circle appeared above him. The movement was so loud that he had to look up.

'Karina' flapped her wings and soared in front of the statue. She lowered her head and looked at Hallownest beneath her with a deep gaze.

Marcos could tell at a glance that it was a member of the tribe, but he was extremely angry at the moment. Even he did not dare to fly in front of the king's statue, because it was disrespectful and blasphemous!

A bone nail flashing with orange light suddenly appeared next to 'Karina' and stabbed towards her in the blink of an eye.

But at the next moment, Marcos was shocked. He saw that the power carried by the bone nail was like all rivers returning to the sea, disappearing beside the flapping moth wings of 'Karina'. He raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

'Karina' turned around and met Marcos' eyes, pure orange light suddenly appeared around her.

The orange light slowly condensed into a huge figure with a crown on its head. If others were present, it would not be difficult to find that the outline of the orange light was exactly the same as the statue.

"Warriors born under the light, fight for the light!"

Marcos's body trembled and dropped a bit, and his knees, which had not bent for a long time, also touched the ground at this time.

"As you command! My king!"