Hollow Knight: Hallownest

He got it.

He understood what the Mushroom King's battle cry meant, and he also understood what the signal the mushroom warrior sent out before his death was.

At this time, the mushroom giant was no longer timid, and the mushroom warriors were no longer afraid of death and kept shouting loudly.

This is the instinct that the psychically connected mushroom tribe is born with, and it is even higher than the primary instinct of protecting the weak.

Protect the leader at the cost of your life!

Seeing this, Mo Rong dared not continue to chop down. He stopped his movements and summoned the Shining Turtle Shell to block behind himself, then rushed in the opposite direction of the Mushroom Warrior.

Puff puff--

Balls of venom flew from behind him and exploded at the place where he had just stepped, following him like maggots on his tarsal bones.

Since that battle cry, the mushrooms' attack, which was more orderly, was replaced by violence, and they were determined to kill Mo Rong at all costs.

During this process, many mushroom warriors who had been severely injured by Mo Rong were knocked unconscious by the venom, and their bodies were scattered all over the venue.

The reduction in combat power should be a good thing for him, but when his attention shifted slightly to the Mushroom King, he discovered that the latter was not idle either. After the battle roar, the mushroom clusters on his head began to fall off one by one and turned into new mushroom warriors and mushroom monsters.

This continuous scene did not stop at all when the Mushroom King gave birth to another baby, but Mo Rong began to feel a little tired.

He found that although the venom ball helped him to kill many mushroom warriors, the source of the venom - the mushroom giant - suffered no casualties. With the Mushroom King's replenishment, the venom ball's spray once again compressed his living space. If he didn't solve it, when the next battle cry sounded, he would really be covered by the venom.

Target shifted to the mushroom monster!

Mo Rong twisted his body, facing the venom ball all over the sky, and rushed towards the mushroom monster.

When the latter's eyes reached out, the mushroom monsters in the front array all stopped spitting at the same time, leaned back, and then slammed their heads against the ground.

dong dong dong——!

The mushroom cap, which should have been soft, made a completely contrary hard collision sound at this moment. The floor under the mushroom giant's feet suddenly cracked and gravel flew everywhere.

The purpose of this formation was clear and the noise it made was naturally noticed by Mo Rong. He continued walking without stopping. After passing them, he stepped onto the wall and used his mantis claws to jump onto their heads again.

The mushroom monsters that had lost their target slowly stopped bowing, and their minds were informed of Mo Rong's location, but unfortunately they still found it difficult to attack him unless they spit balls of venom towards their location.

They did just that.

Before Mo Rong's bone nails could be swung down a few times, he saw the mushroom cap suddenly tilt to one side, revealing the face of the mushroom monster below. Venom was condensing into balls in its mouth, accumulating and spraying towards him.

"Fuck, you guys are spraying this too?"

After cursing inwardly, he did not give up. Instead, his eyes flickered, as if some ideas came to his mind.

Mo Rong used the reaction force of swinging the bone nails to continuously move in the mushroom monster. In just a few breaths, he arrived above the Mushroom King. He immediately restrained most of the strength in his hands and swung it at the mushroom cap that had already turned pink.

He wanted to try whether the mushroom giant and mushroom warrior would still attack him.

Several balls of venom hit the top of the Mushroom King's head and slowly dripped along the cracks - this was the venom that the mushroom monster had spewed out when Mo Rong had not yet moved above the Mushroom King.

Under his hopeful gaze, the Mushroom King did not react at all. It was obvious that it was much stronger than the Mushroom Warrior, and the venom ball could not cause any harm.

The Mushroom Giant and the Mushroom Warrior were afraid that their attacks would hurt their leader, so Mo Rong kept slashing down and stayed above the Mushroom King. The scene fell into a strange balance of "peaceful coexistence" for a while.

This surprising discovery made Mo Rong very happy. You know, he was the most agile person present. With his flexibility in movement, wouldn't it be easy for him to store souls among them?

According to his prediction, if this was true, it would be correct. Unfortunately, Mo Rong didn't notice it at all. The pink mushroom under his bone nail had begun to swell at some point, and its size had increased by nearly twice.

puff--

The sharp nail blade tore the mushroom's skin, causing the swollen pink mushroom to deflate instantly, spewing out a ball of dust-like substance that sprinkled on Mo Rong's body.

“Shhhhhh!”

Mo Rong took a breath and looked down suddenly.

The intense burning sensation instantly consumed his entire lower body. Those tiny spores stuck to his body, as if they were constantly biting his skin, forcing him to use Black Dash to escape from the Mushroom King.

Seeing that Mo Rong had left the Mushroom King, a new attack was launched by the Mushroom Giant, and venom was thrown at him again.

Mo Rong was forced to endure the pain and return to the top of the mushroom monsters, and the scene was repeated.

"Mushroom spores, they actually have this trick up their sleeve..."

Thinking of the scene just now, he immediately associated it with the amulet of the Mushroom Tribe and secretly cursed himself.

It's a move that even the Mushroom Warrior knows, so how come he overlooked it on the Mushroom King?

After being injured, Mo Rong adopted the safest fighting method - only hacking at the mushroom monster.

Because of the difference in body size, even if the mushroom warriors wanted to intervene at this time, their attacks would hit the giant monster and would not pose any threat to him.

This is also what he just realized. It turned out that he had just fallen into the fixed thinking pattern given by his memory, thinking that he could only chop at the Mushroom Knight.

Having found the right path, victory in the battle was an expected result. Mo Rong continued to extract souls from the trolls and fed them back to the Mushroom King in the form of Shadow Souls. Although the latter issued two consecutive war cries and gave birth to many mushroom warriors and trolls, he was always on the passive defense and was easily solved by Mo Rong's magic.

After the Mushroom King fell, the rest of the mushroom tribe also fell one after another. Perhaps because of the strong connection between them and the Mushroom King, the Pantheon did not give them a chance to survive, and it also saved Mo Rong the effort of clearing the area.

"If I don't know some magic, won't I be stuck in this level?" Mo Rong sighed.

"Fortunately, I'm more skilled."

As he thought this, the light of switching the battle field began to flicker, bringing Mo Rong back to his senses.

If they are all bosses of the same type, who will be the next one?

Soon, Mo Rong heard an ethereal singing voice, like the cry of a cuckoo.