Hollow Knight: Hallownest

When his body was freed from the warm swaddling clothes and his feet felt the solid ground, Mo Rong slowly opened his eyes, and the dazzling light finally softened.

"It's you?!"

Before he could marvel at the beauty of escaping the Void Pantheon, a scream suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

Mo Rong turned his head, lowered his view, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

Finally, it’s no longer black and white!

Xunshen Zhusi hurriedly covered his mouth, realizing his loss of composure, and quickly adjusted to his usual cold demeanor. However, he then thought of something, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to bow.

The reason was simple: the bright aura on Mo Rong made her feel familiar. If she hadn't been able to sense a hint of emptiness from it, she would have really thought that another god had descended.

God knows if that god is watching me, I have to be more humble.

"It's been a long time since we last met. I'm so happy to meet my old friend right away!"

Mo Rong strode up to Xunshen Zhusi and shook her hand with a smile on his face, which made the latter quite uncomfortable.

When did I become your friend?

"I am also very happy to meet you. May I ask... who is that?"

The look in the eyes of the God-seeking Chief seemed as if he wanted to strip Mo Rong naked, and he kept looking for traces of the radiant light.

"That one? Who?"

"It is this body that was given to you..."

After she reminded him, Mo Rong lowered his head to look at his body. His mind was a little dizzy before, and he didn't notice the changes in his body.

"This... is such a luxurious body."

He lowered his head and looked carefully at this body which was almost completely different from the previous one. It looked as if it was coated with a layer of gold, which was really eye-catching.

How much dream liquid was used... Mo Rong came back to his senses, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It turned out that Radiant had prepared everything, which made him worried for a while.

Speaking of which, he has been staying in the God's Residence for quite a long time. He doesn't know what the situation is outside. Can the White King be hostile to the Void God? What will the Holy Nest become?

As Mo Rong's mind moved, his whole body began to turn from solid to virtual, transforming into points of brilliant light and starting to dissipate on the spot.

"Hey, you haven't answered my question yet!"

When Xunshen Zhusi saw Mo Rong was about to leave, she hurried forward and tried to grab his arm, but unfortunately, she felt nothing in her palm. When she looked again, Mo Rong had completely disintegrated into light particles and disappeared before her eyes.

.......

Royal Waterway, garbage pit.

As the dumping site for the main city's garbage, the garbage pit had already piled up like a mountain, and there were also several "hills" nearby. It was unknown how long it had been since it had been taken care of. The stench was so bad that even the insects that had lived in the waterways for a long time didn't want to get close.

At this moment, there were five figures standing quietly at the foot of the garbage mountain, waiting for something.

"Pfft-"

Halfway up the garbage mountain, a dark yellow arm suddenly stretched out from a bulging garbage bag, and then Mo Rong crawled out of it, crying out in pain.

"This God Seeker really knows how to pick a spot. He actually locked himself in the coffin again and buried himself in such a deep place. He must have been marinated thoroughly."

Mo Rong, who had just opened the coffin, stood halfway up the mountain, looking for a way to leave the garbage pit. With a glance, he found five figures standing at the foot of the mountain, their eyes fixed on him.

He was very familiar with two of them, after all, they were the Dagenuo and the blackened senior he had just defeated...

wrong!

Mo Rong was about to glance past the two of them and look aside, but suddenly remembered that this was not the Void Pantheon, but the real world.

His eyes seemed to be glued to Dageno and his seniors, and he refused to move away for a long time, and he rubbed his eyes several times in the meantime.

Nadageno was a stone statue in the abyss. His resurrection might be due to the power of the Void God. He could still accept it...but how did the senior become like that? !

Where's the White King?!

You didn't do anything when your child was kidnapped?!

Feeling the gaze from Mo Rong, Dajieno frowned slightly and became secretly suspicious.

There was clearly no murderous intent in that look, so why did I feel a little creepy?

So he turned his head slightly and gave a look to the three figures standing sideways. Then he heard a sound of breaking air suddenly, sand and rocks flew, and the three figures jumped to Mo Rong's side in an instant.

At this distance, even though the three figures were very different from the ones in Mo Rong's memory, their outlines were clear as day. In addition, they had met in the Pantheon before, so he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Hegemer, Isma, Orgrim?!"

"How did you become like this?!"

Obviously, this question was destined not to get the answer he wanted. At the moment their attacks landed, Mo Rong's body lit up again, and uncontrollably dispersed into brilliant light again and disappeared on the hillside of the garbage mountain. No trace was left, as if he had never appeared.

The five figures were stunned for a moment, but they could not find any trace of Mo Rong. They had to blend into the shadows under their feet and disappear completely in a moment.

The garbage pit is the same as always.

......

Crystal Mountain, the top of the mountain.

The whistling wind seemed to be the same as it had been a hundred years ago, still mercilessly chipping away every sharp edge. The towering stone tablets were polished to a mottled and smooth surface, giving off a unique charm that had been stored away by time.

The upper part of the tall stone statue standing on the edge of the cliff was suddenly empty. Looking closely, the cross-section was rough and broken, and all gathered inward, as if it was crushed by a big hand. Looking down, you can still see the residual image of the pair of eyes that have been looking down at this land for who knows how long, lying alone on the side, looking directly behind the stone statue.

It was a stone tablet that was much larger than the other one, standing upright in the path of the strong wind, and it remained new over time.

At this moment, the patterns carved on the huge stone tablet slowly emitted a little light, which gradually filled the entire pattern along the ditch.

In an instant, an extremely dazzling huge beam of light lit up in the open space in front of the stone tablet. When the light faded, two figures could be seen clearly. One of them was Mo Rong who had just escaped from the garbage pit.

"Oh my goodness, where did this teleport me to?"

Fine sand and gravel hit his face. Mo Rong raised his hand to block his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked around. He moved his other hand slightly and touched something.

He turned his head and glanced casually, and his muscles suddenly tensed!

"Marcos?!"