Hollow Knight: Hallownest

"Sister Wasp, are you sure you really want to fight me?"

Mo Rong held the bone nail in one hand and looked helplessly at Bumblebee who was standing not far away. To be honest, he didn't want to do anything with Bumblebee at all. After all, he still wanted to leave a good impression on her, right?

And she is still young, what if she becomes autistic?

Bumblebee took a deep breath, eyes flashing with cold light, pointed the bone needle at Mo Rong and said:

"Stop talking nonsense, today I want to see how capable you are, worthy of Uncle King's words, accept the move!"

The bone needles entangled with crystal clear silk threads cut through the air, like a ray of white light, piercing towards Mo Rong quickly, and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Mo Rong turned sideways and easily dodged the hornet's attack.

The first offensive had little effect. Bumblebee frowned. The moment the silk thread was retracted, he once again set up the bone nails and thrust towards Mo Rong.

"What a straightforward attack."

After a slight jump and flying into the air, Bumblebee's move failed again, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes at this moment.

The silk thread lingering around her suddenly unfolded and danced like catkins blown by the wind. It was soft but strong, pointing directly at the ink face that had not yet fallen.

"Is the Guardian Bumblebee powerful?"

The shadow cloak moved as he pleased and dodged easily. Mo Rong looked at Bumblebee and couldn't help but murmured.

As one of the cute new bosses, the Guardian Bumblebee, Mo Rong can say that if he could be hurt by her at all, it would be an insult to his hundreds of hours of play time.

"I didn't expect you to be quite flexible."

Bumblebee curled her lips. In fact, she had been mentally prepared for Mo Rong's reaction, but preparation could only be preparation. It was still difficult to fight.

"Then let's just stop there, how about that?"

The smile came, and Bumblebee only felt that it was full of provocation, but he didn't know that Mo Rong really wanted to negotiate peace.

It would be embarrassing to lose, but there would be no benefit to winning, and it might even offend Hera. What are you trying to do?

Seeing the hornet running towards him again, Mo Rong felt a headache.

"You girl, why don't you listen to my advice?"

The cold light was in front of him, and Mo Rong bowed and struck down a nail, colliding with the bumblebee's bone needle.

Then the collision between bone nails and bone needles was like rain hitting leaves, and the tinkling sound echoed in the room.

"Chief, the princess's martial arts..."

The weavers looked at the bumblebee constantly waving bone needles in the field, the admiration in their eyes was undisguised, even Hera was like that.

"Now it seems that my worries are unnecessary. My daughter has met a good teacher."

"Yes, not to mention the special weapons in the princess' hands, even the uses of silk thread have been discovered. She is truly worthy of being a princess."

After the words fell, Hera's chin raised slightly. She was proud of her daughter from the bottom of her heart, but within a moment, her worry appeared on her face.

"It's just a pity that the princess is no match for that child."

This sentence fell into the ears of the weavers, but they did not get a reply, because they could also see that Mo Rong's every move was considered casual, and there was no trace of tension and rush born from the battle. .

"Chief, didn't the princess say before that the time she spent learning skills is not that long in our opinion, or even in the eyes of the clan. If the princess is given enough time, she will definitely grow to be even more outstanding."

Hera nodded, but didn't say anything.

She felt that Mo Rong didn't look much older than Bumblebee, but he was quite proficient in martial arts.

Looking towards the field, Bumblebee's face under the mask was already a little flushed. Continuously running and waving bone needles consumed nearly half of her energy. However, looking at Mo Rong not far away, she seemed to be fine. Generally speaking, the contrast is too great.

"Are you not tired at all?"

Morong stood there and waited for Bumblebee to recover. After hearing her question, he thought about it and shook his head.

"Kind of."

But in fact, this amount of exercise is nothing compared to what he consumed while climbing the abyss.

"Sister Wasp, your martial arts skills are really good. Aren't we both tired? How about I stop watching?"

Bumblebee shook her head decisively. After this battle, not to mention the damage caused, she didn't even touch Mo Rong's cloak. She thought she had scratched his armor in the last battle with Loyle. Woolen cloth.

Is it possible that Morong is more powerful than Loyer?

After taking two or three breaths, Bumblebee stood up. With a shake of his arm, several silk threads passed through the room, bringing out a lot of gravel, which formed the shape of one or two thorny balls.

Bumblebee frowned and sighed secretly. After all, he was still not proficient in this skill. Once he changed places, he would not have the same effect as before in the hive.

But it was better than nothing. Bumblebee glanced at the location of the stinging ball and rushed towards Mo Rong again holding the bone nail.

"Hey, are you still hiding this trick?"

Mo Rong's eyes widened a little, and he kicked off his toes and headed towards the thorn ball. Upon seeing this, Bumblebee hurriedly threw out the bone needle, but unfortunately, Mo Rong took advantage of the situation and knocked it sideways with a powerful slash, unable to stop him. Half a point.

There were two muffled sounds, and the stinging ball burst into pieces. The bumblebee's strange trick was stillborn and had no effect at all.

After Mo Rong landed, he regained his momentum, and the shadow cloak behind him automatically moved without wind. Seeing that the secret path was not good, Bumble Bee quickly threw the bone needle to the stone wall not far away, and then tried to transfer it with the help of silk thread.

Sudden!

Hera and the Weavers saw Mo Rong's body suddenly turn into a black shadow and disappear. When he reappeared, he was already five steps away. At the same moment, the strong wind unleashed by the sprinting chop had already cut off the giant beast. The silk thread in Wasp's hand caused her to suddenly lose balance and fall.

When Mo Rong saw this, he wanted to run to catch Bumblebee, but the silk thread that suddenly emerged from under Bumblebee held Bumblebee one step ahead of him, making him safe and sound.

The bumblebee lay in a ball of silk woven like a swaddling baby, unable to recover for a long time.

What just happened?

Although Mo Rong was still nearly ten steps away from him, why was the thread cut off by him?

If his target just now was not the silk thread, then the one who was injured at this time...

Hera looked at the Bumblebee lying in the silk thread with some distress. She could feel that the Bumblebee was psychologically traumatized.

"Senior Hera, Sister Wasp, she..."

Morong hurriedly ran over, but was given a sideways glance by Hera and immediately shut her mouth.

Well, I know there's no point in winning.

Bumblebee came back to his senses, glanced at Mo Rong, then turned around and walked to a corner of the room to lean on, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, Mo Rong secretly thought something was wrong, turned around and quietly tried to leave the Weaver's lair.

Hera looked at the bumblebee not far away and pondered for a while, then several silk threads suddenly stretched out from the house and entangled Mo Rong's hands and feet.

"You want to leave after bullying my daughter?"

"Senior Hera, we have to be reasonable! It's Sister Wasp, she..."

"In the Weaver's Lair, I am the reason! If you can defeat me, I will let you go."

"But if you can't win...my daughter, mommy will help you vent your anger!"