Hollow Knight: Hallownest

call--

Mo Rong was still immersed in thinking about the amulet and had not yet come to his senses, but the scene changed again, and the strong wind blowing in his face made him stagger. He opened his eyes and looked around with a somewhat stunned expression.

The style of this venue is rather desolate. From time to time, a gust of wind blows by, blowing on the grass leaves that are hard to tell whether they are real or fake. The reason why Mo Rong has this expression is because in his impression, there are no battles with this kind of background in the Pantheon.

"W-where is this?"

Is there a boss in Shenju with such a background?

There are quite a few bosses in the Pantheon. Mo Rong thought that maybe he had forgotten, but when he saw a bug in a red helmet standing on the opposite side, he realized that his cognition was correct.

The impression I had of the God's Residence did not include this place, not even the boss in front of me.

The body of the insect was like a leaf, narrow at both ends and the widest part at the chest and abdomen. The tall, sharp tip on top of its head reminded him of a rhinoceros beetle, except that the one in front of him didn't have a fork.

In his hand he held a weapon that resembled an insect leg, with smooth lines and many barbs on it.

But this is not the point, the point is——

"Who are you?"

Mo Rong was a little confused at the moment. He thought for a long time but couldn't find any information about the insect opposite him in his memory. What's worse, the other party didn't answer his question.

Not every boss can be tuned and remain conscious like Bumblebee, so the red worm in the distance gave Mo Rong time to ask questions, and seeing that the latter was reluctant to move, he finally raised the weapon in his hand.

It was at this moment that a name suddenly appeared in Mo Rong's mind - Garo.

He spun his legs rapidly, as if he was dancing with a stick. In an instant, a whirlwind slowly formed with him as the center. A loud shout was heard from the eye of the wind, and the whirlwind, carrying sand and gravel all over the sky, rolled towards Mo Rong.

"Garo? Who's that?"

Mo Rong was thinking while dodging the whirlwind. After thinking for a long time, he came to the conclusion that he did not know the bug Garo.

No wonder, no wonder there are so many Pantheons in the God's Residence at this time. There must be more than one. In the next level, there will continue to be bugs that I don't recognize. Their strength is not weak, and they are also in the Holy Nest, so they will naturally be tuned by the Godseekers.

"So you're a new face. It's a pity that our meeting started with a battle. I hope to leave a good impression on you."

Mo Rong muttered to himself, then charged forward and chopped with the bone nail.

The gust of wind swept past and arrived in front of Garo in the blink of an eye, but he seemed to have anticipated it. He pushed his legs to one side and dodged the attack in a posture similar to a fish dive.

Just as Mo Rong was preparing to launch another attack, his pupils suddenly widened and he quickly activated his shadow cloak.

After dodging, Garo did not stop his action. He moved his hands and limbs slightly downwards, and after drawing a semicircle in the air, the gust of wind was actually reversed and rushed towards Mo Rong.

"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"

He almost couldn't catch his breath just now. Looking back at the strong wind that just passed by his face, Mo Rong had a strange feeling of being bullied.

Hit me with my attack?

call--

Another gust of strong wind blew, and Garo's pace suddenly staggered and accelerated. He took two steps at a time and came in front of Mo Rong.

Straight thrust!

Mo Rong quickly turned around and his foot passed by his waist. Although it missed, a chill rushed straight to his forehead.

So fast!

Seeing Garro's attack stiff, he was shocked but at the same time he did not forget to hit him with a bone nail, which broke as soon as they touched each other. The two parties immediately stood at a certain distance from each other again.

In the first round of confrontation, Mo Rong had a slight advantage, but he was always amazed at Garo's skills.

With doubt in his mind, he gathered his strength again, got closer, and then used whirlwind slashing to kill the latter.

Garro stood still, and only after he saw Mo Rong spinning like a whirlwind did he move -

The insect pushed its legs against the ground and leaped high into the air. After retracting its weapon, it chopped directly towards the eye of the wind, where Mo Rong was.

Feeling the strong pressure coming from above his head, Mo Rong no longer dared to continue turning around. He risked getting injured and deflected the direction of the bone nail, heading straight for the foot in Garo's hand.

Boom-!

In the second round of confrontation, Mo Rong was slightly inferior. Both sides were hit and chose their positions again.

Mo Rong didn't plan to take the initiative to attack this time. He always felt that there was something strange about Garo, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It was as if Garo had already known the shortcomings of his bone nail skills and was easily avoided.

Another strong wind blew, the legs and limbs waved, and the same whirlwind blew towards Mo Rong again.

This time the speed is obviously much faster than the first time.

"I don't believe you can stop it this time?!"

Black particles condensed behind the whirlwind, and Mo Rong swung down the bone nail, and a powerful chop with great force hit Garo.

The latter was still in the same posture as before when facing the charge and chop. He held his limbs with both hands, his eyes fixed on the bone nails that were swinging towards him. The next moment, he suddenly raised his limbs, and the barbs got stuck in the path of the bone nails, which actually stopped Mo Rong's chop in mid-air and unloaded a lot of its force into the ground.

Seeing the opponent's moves, Mo Rong felt that the skills he had mastered had changed.

When he used it before, it wasn't so awkward? !

The third confrontation ended in a draw. Mo Rong retreated again, and Garo took a few steps and then stopped.

For a moment, both sides just stared at each other, neither moving.

"What is he doing?"

Mo Rong frowned, not understanding why Garo was staring at him motionlessly. He had not fallen behind after several rounds of confrontation. Could it be that he was frightened by him and was stuck in place?

Or was he waiting for me to attack and reveal a flaw?

After pondering for a while, Mo Rong felt a stronger sense of weirdness in his heart. He always suspected that he had overlooked something, and the clue was elusive and took a long time to find.

A strong wind blew again, and Garo kicked his legs hard. The incredible speed reappeared in front of his eyes again, and the former's grip on his feet changed.

This time, it was a diagonal chop!

Mo Rong cheered up and summoned the Shining Tortoise Shell to block. He wanted to take this opportunity to counterattack, but Jia Luo took advantage of the rebound force to change the grip of his foot again and thrust it upwards.

puff--!

The fourth round of confrontation ended with Garro having the upper hand.

Mo Rong was knocked back a few steps. Although he still felt pain in his body, he was staring at the fluttering corners of his clothes with his eyes bright.

He finally caught hold of the previously erratic thoughts and discovered the place that he had always ignored.

wind!