Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Although Marcos had disappeared, the sense of crisis he brought to Mo Rong never left. Therefore, the moment he regained consciousness, he sat up and began to look around.

"Hiss~, where is this?"

His consciousness was still a little confused, but Mo Rong knew very well that this was definitely not a dream. Has he returned to reality?

The sound of bone nails colliding came from the other side of the door. Mo Rong carefully pushed open a crack and looked outside the door, and his heart immediately settled down.

The creaking sound of the wooden door was not light, and it caused the two figures waving bone nails outside the door to stop at the same time.

"Oh! Brother Mo Rong is awake!"

"It's been a long time since we last met, Mato and Oro."

Seeing Mo Rong wake up, Mato immediately signaled to stop training. Oro didn't say much and went to practice on the side.

"Thank you."

"It's just a small matter. Brother Mo Rong, how come you fainted in that place?"

Mato looked confused. Sly had asked him to go out and check on the tents before. He didn't see any tents, but he unexpectedly saw Mo Rong fainted on the street. The reason for his confusion was that it was strange that Mo Rong had no scars on his body, but was lying on the road for no reason.

"It's a long story... By the way, you found me right, right?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Was I the only one who fainted on the road? Wasn't there anything else strange happening?"

"Well... you're the only one. As for the strange things... basically the residents have all recovered. It was so sudden. There had been no changes recently, but those strange symptoms disappeared inexplicably."

After listening to this, Mato thought about it carefully and shook his head decisively. His expression became even more confused, and his eyes rolled around, as if he was trying hard to recall why the residents had returned to normal.

"I see... Where's Master Sly? I have to say hello after not seeing you for a while."

"Master is upstairs. You can see him if you go up the stairs."

Mo Rong patted Mato's shoulder, then walked towards the stairs. His steps were slow but his mind was constantly recalling things.

Marcos disappeared, suddenly returned to reality from the dream, and the plague on the residents was suddenly lifted. All of this told Mo Rong that the Radiance had been defeated and was more likely to be restricted by the White King in some way.

"Then Green and the others...were also dealt with by the White King? Is the White King so powerful?"

These questions did not trouble Mo Rong for too long. After all, it now seemed that the White King was indeed the winner in that battle.

"you're awake?"

"Well, long time no see, Master Sly."

"I never thought you would be involved in a battle of that magnitude. You can be a young man to be feared."

Even though Sly was old, his eyes were always bright. He had noticed the three terrifying auras that appeared in Dirtmouth at the same time. Although he could vaguely feel the power of that force, he was also very clear that he was only seeing the tip of the iceberg. He really didn't expect that Mo Rong was also involved in that entanglement.

"Um... Do you believe me when I say I was kidnapped?"

Mo Rong scratched his mask, feeling a little helpless. He originally just wanted to go to the crossroads to find Wu Si to get the mask, but who knew that the White King would take him away without saying a word.

"I don't care about all this. Just get some rest and go. Don't forget to go see your brother. I heard he's been looking for you very urgently."

Mo Rong nodded, then pushed open the door of the martial arts hall and walked out. The surrounding streets became lively, with many residents walking hurriedly, and some with sad faces. Painful cries could be heard faintly from afar, putting an end to this disaster.

They didn't know where the disaster came from or where it ended. They only knew that their loved ones lost their lives in the disaster, and they cried helplessly.

......

"Your Majesty, the remnant of the moth clan..."

The five knights woke up in the arena. After escaping the dream and returning to reality, everyone recovered a lot, and Isma's complexion looked much better.

"Don't worry about him anymore. The biggest source of disaster has been temporarily sealed by me. He won't cause any trouble if you keep him around."

"But his power..."

Hegemer frowned, the tough battle in the greenhouse was still replaying in his mind. He would feel uneasy if he let Marcos go like this.

"Don't worry, that power does not belong to him. The reality is that your home ground belongs to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the White King disappeared. When he appeared again, the surroundings were no longer the palace square. His head slowly drooped, and the shadow on his face covered the painful expression.

"I have already used up my strength for the only time I have ever broken my cocoon. I don't know how many years it will take to accumulate strength again. If I delay, something bad will happen. The sealing must be put on the agenda immediately. This time, we must succeed, not fail!"

The White King raised his head, and the pain just now seemed to have never appeared. The place where he was was exactly the location of the sealing site that had been chosen long ago. It was quite a distance away from the busy city of Crossroads and was sparsely populated, which was perfect.

A white light flashed, and a huge skull suddenly fell from the sky and hit the ground. The dust and wind it raised blew away a lot of sand and stones, and it took a while to calm down.

"This skull is used to carry my power. As for completely sealing her, I have to use void matter to cast an additional place."

The White King frowned, and without any hesitation, he immediately flashed to the entrance of the abyss. He stared at the extremely dark black lake in front of him, and sighed softly.

"Am I nervous or scared? You can't even wait for this little break..."

The light from the lighthouse illuminated the lake, reflecting the figure of the White King. His hurried expression did not show his usual calmness, but at this moment the darkness in his pupils became even deeper.

"Now that Hallownest is in ruins, I will have nothing to worry about once the seal is completed. Hallownest will also reach a new level. Compared with these, my personal feelings are still too insignificant."

The white light wrapped around a large amount of lake water and the figure of the White King disappeared into the abyss. The white light gradually faded away in the abyss.

At the same time, an egg-shaped building was built out of thin air inside the hollow head of the Crossroads. It was pitch black inside and out, and the invisible aura it emitted was a mixture of violence and disorder, making it seem even more lifeless than a dead object.

The White King stood outside the head, looking at it quietly, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.