Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Mo Rong pulled up his cloak and sniffed it, then tilted his head to sniff the garbage pit beside him, his face expressionless.

He no longer knew how many times he had been excluded from the divine abode. He only knew that the repeated mental trauma had made him numb. He could not even smell anything at this moment, as if he had lost his sense of smell.

Compared to these unimportant matters, he now cares more about how long the pilgrimage is.

Why did he feel like he had already walked the entire Road of Pain, but still hadn't reached the end? !

Mo Rong leaned back and fell directly onto the garbage behind him, his eyes dull and he yawned loudly.

Even though his body was still full of strength, his spirit was already beginning to feel as if it could no longer bear it.

He needs to rest.

Mo Rong adjusted his posture, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked like a lazy fish. When he was about to close his eyes, he took out the God Tuner from his clothes and held it in front of his eyes.

Just now when he was climbing the pilgrimage route, he suddenly discovered a light shining through his clothes. He took it out and saw that it was the God Tuner.

But at some point, the light in the center of the tuner became much brighter.

If before it was just the light of a firefly in the dark night, now it can be regarded as the bright light of the moon at night.

Why is this happening?

Mo Rong didn't have the energy to think. Since it was a question about the God Tuner, he would ask the little God Seeker later.

Although her words were a bit harsh, at least she didn't just talk nonsense. Just think of her as a tsundere little brat.

As he thought about this, the flickering light in the center of the tuner, which looked like breathing, shone in his eyes. Gradually, Mo Rong felt his eyelids become heavy, and sleepiness surged up like a tide. His head tilted to the side and he fell asleep completely.

It was at this moment that the light in the center of the tuner suddenly became dazzling.

Like the sun.

......

In a daze, Mo Rong felt his body suddenly falling, and an obvious feeling of weightlessness filled his whole body. However, he did not open his eyes, but just frowned slightly, treating it all as a dream, although it was still pitch black in front of his eyes.

After all, who hasn’t dreamed of suddenly falling from a great height?

But when Mo Rong felt a sudden strong impact on his back, he suddenly widened his eyes with a painful expression.

He felt as if his soul was shaken out.

"What the hell is this? Is this still a garbage pit?"

Mo Rong felt as if his eyes were covered with a layer of ink and he could not see anything. He could only notice something being kicked as he moved cautiously, and the wheel rolled beside his feet and hit something else and stopped.

So he bent down and groped downwards with his hand, and soon touched a round object, but soon he felt something was wrong.

This round thing not only has a hole, but also has several things extending out like horns, and most importantly - it is hollow.

Even though there was no light at this time, Mo Rong quickly guessed what he was holding in his hand.

mask.

His heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He then leaned over and felt around.

Sure enough, when his arm swept low, the sound of wheels was heard almost everywhere in a circle, colliding and rolling with each other, and observing their appearance, he found that they were very different from what he had just touched.

The image of masks everywhere suddenly appeared in Mo Rong's mind. At this moment, he knew where he was without even thinking about it.

abyss!

"I...how did I end up in the abyss?!"

Mo Rong was at a loss for a moment. The only difference between this place and the abyss in his memory was that there was no light at all, which made him wonder if the lighthouse was turned off.

Darkness is the most primitive fear.

No matter where you are, even in a game, a pitch-dark environment can put great psychological pressure on people in it.

Mo Rong's heartbeat suddenly quickened. The dead silence around him allowed him to hear his own heartbeat very clearly. His Adam's apple kept rolling and he repeated the swallowing action, as if he wanted to swallow the darkness and reveal some light.

This situation lasted for a long time, making Mo Rong feel that his nerves were about to break after being tense for a long time. Fortunately, his eyes seemed to have adapted to the environment and he could vaguely see some things, which made him feel much more at ease.

The first thing that caught my eye was the mask.

Masks similar to those in the Abyss are everywhere, but they are very different.

"These masks are not the same as the containers. Putting aside their shapes, their size alone is totally inconsistent with the containers."

Mo Rong held a mask in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. The distraction made him feel much calmer.

Previously, he had only roughly touched the appearance of the mask, but now he realized that most of the masks under his feet were large or even extra-large, one size could replace two or even four masks on his head.

And the further he went, the bigger the masks he could see became, and the more familiar they looked.

It was at this moment that he realized that everything he had thought before was wrong.

These are not masks, they are the skulls of corpses!

Mo Rong kept picking up new skulls until he came across one that was larger than his own, and then he panicked.

These are the skulls of ancient beasts!

Although it is not as big as the ones he encountered in the game, it is no longer a mask that any insect in Hallownest can wear.

What's more, he hasn't reached the end yet. If things continue like this, sooner or later a head similar to the size of the Green or Black Egg Temple will appear in front of him.

Where am I?

Mo Rong was at a loss. Although the atmosphere here was similar to that of the Abyss, everything was very different from what he remembered.

With doubts and anxiety in his heart, he continued to move forward.

Sure enough, he soon saw heads that were twice as big as the residential houses at the crossroads, but they were no longer messy. They were all facing straight ahead, and their empty eyes were watching over something unknown.

After a while, Mo Rong slowed down his pace again. The reason for being so cautious was because of his ears.

He heard a faint sound in the distance -

War cries, roars, stomps, and the constant wailing.

This made Mo Rong's heart sink to the bottom.

When he heard the sound, he was still hoping for a lucky break. After all, it wasn't easy to encounter a living insect in a place like this, and maybe he could use it to escape from this haunted place.

But now it seems that there is a war going on ahead, and the fighting is raging, and the sound of it is extremely tragic.

If we ask Mo Rong, is he willing to stop or go back the same way to find another exit?

He will definitely say no.

Mo Rong's pace quickened abnormally, and he kept passing by the piles of corpse heads one after another.

He saw it, he finally saw it.

There is light in the distance!