Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Mo Rong didn’t know if this was his name, the game didn’t mention it, and Shen Ju didn’t say anything, so he probably guessed it right.

The situations of the Mushroom King and Queen Aspide in the game cannot be said to be exactly the same, but they are quite similar.

Its entire lower body was soaked in acid, its eyes were tightly closed and wrinkled, as if it was enduring great pain. In fact, it might have already died due to the toxicity of the acid.

This is also what makes Mo Rong feel strange——

Why don’t we leave even though we know that the water source that our roots are in contact with has changed?

But then he thought that it was very likely that the acid's infection of the Holy Nest environment was not sudden. Perhaps at the beginning, only a small drop of acid was mixed into the pool of water, and then the toxicity slowly permeated the entire pool of water. The Mushroom King staying in it was like a frog in warm water, gradually being destroyed from the inside out by the acid's venom, and eventually losing its activity.

Regardless of whether this is the case or not, Holy Nest has not reached that point yet, and the Mushroom King is naturally still alive in the Mushroom Tribe, otherwise they would never meet each other now.

"Speaking of which, this is already the fourth boss. Why are all of them group-type?"

Mo Rong had a strange look on his face. No matter it was the Trematode Mother at the beginning, or Queen Aspid and Wum, they almost all had the support of the power of their offspring or their own clansmen.

As for the Mushroom King, he didn't even need to guess, because the Mushroom King's skills definitely included calling him "little brothers", because he had already seen the mushroom umbrella above the Mushroom King's head ready to move.

If things continue to develop like this, won’t the next level also be a group-type boss?

Although he had a direction, Mo Rong couldn't guess what the next level was for a moment, and he had to withdraw his attention at this time, only because the Mushroom King in the distance had already taken action.

“Woo-hoo—”

A low hum came from the mouth of the Mushroom King. It moved its thick roots slightly, lowering the group of mushrooms on its head to the front of its body, and then suddenly began to shake.

Mushroom caps suddenly flew out from it and landed steadily beside it. Then, they suddenly "stood up" as it did before, and all looked towards Mo Rong in the distance.

"Mushroom Warriors and Mushroom Monsters."

Mo Rong only took a glance and then turned his attention to the Mushroom King.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked at it. As soon as he focused his eyes, goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Due to the shedding of mushrooms, the Mushroom King's head was now covered with black holes. Although there were not many, they still made him feel a little creepy.

Fortunately, new mushroom caps grew out of those holes soon after, otherwise this battle would have been disgusting from beginning to end.

Seeing several mushroom soldiers rolling towards him with a loud roar, Mo Rong did not dare to delay and immediately hid in the open space outside the straight line.

In addition to the physical collision, their rolling attacks would also leave behind a long trail of gradually dissipating poisonous spores. It would be fine if they attacked all at once, but if they took turns like they were doing now, there was almost no place for them to land, which gave Mo Rong a headache.

Before he could think of a solution, the mouths of several mushroom monsters in the distance suddenly opened wide, and several balls of venom composed of concentrated spores flew towards Mo Rong.

Seeing this, Mo Rong had no choice but to run again, trying to get closer to the mushroom group while dodging.

This is not difficult. Whether it is the Mushroom Giant or the Mushroom King, they move very slowly and it is only a matter of time to get close.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first."

Mo Rong held the bone nail in his hand and chopped it down on the back of the Mushroom King.

But the bone nail was still in the air, and the latter suddenly squatted down and shrank his whole body into the mushroom group.

The next moment, the color of the mushroom cap on the Mushroom King's head suddenly changed from gray-blue to pink, and the location where it was located was exactly where the Mo Rong bone nail fell.

All the force of the nail was poured onto the pink mushroom, which first partially collapsed and wrapped the bone nail, then instantly recovered and returned all the force transmitted from the bone nail.

"What the hell?!"

Mo Rong had no time to withdraw his hand. He only felt a huge rebound force from the handle of the bone nail, which pulled his entire arm diagonally upward. If he had not reacted immediately and relieved the force, the bone nail would have slipped out of his hand.

"Wooah—!"

The mushroom warriors shouted and rolled towards Mo Rong again from a distance. This time only half of them went out, and the other half stayed in place and stared at him.

Mo Rong had not yet recovered from the strange reaction of the Mushroom King and hurriedly avoided to the other side. The scene just now, the pink mushroom, was still appearing in his mind.

If I remember correctly, was that thing the Bouncing Fungus Wasteland?

How did it turn into the Mushroom King? !

and many more!

Fungal wasteland... Fungal wasteland... Fungi...

Mo Rong slapped his forehead suddenly and reacted immediately.

Mushroom King, Mushroom King, the king of all mushrooms, as a king, he can drive pink mushrooms, it seems reasonable...

As soon as his feet touched the ground, several balls of venom drew graceful parabolas in the air and fell towards where he was standing. Mo Rong knew that he could not dodge in time, so he quickly used the shadow cloak to rush to the side.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The remaining half of the group of mushroom warriors in the distance curled up again and rolled towards him, one after another, leaving him almost no chance to breathe.

"This attack is so well organized?"

At this time, Mo Rong looked exhausted, looking for an open space to hide between the rolling of the Mushroom Warrior and the venom spitting of the Mushroom Giant. At the same time, he continued his previous fighting style and approached the position of the Mushroom King.

The force of the nails gathered, and Mo Rong came behind the Mushroom King again. The same operation was performed again, but the force of the bone nails in his hand was much heavier, turning into a powerful chop.

Unfortunately, the same operation results in the same result.

The pink mushroom had fallen to the side at some point, losing its vitality and becoming dim, but the color of another mushroom at the location where Mo Rong's bone nail fell began to change. Even if he swung with greater force, the pink mushroom would be able to bounce it all back.

After one nail was driven in, his arm ended up being numb.

"What the hell is this?!" Mo Rong couldn't help but curse inwardly.

That pink mushroom is more resistant than his own shining tortoise shell. What's even more outrageous is that it seems to have almost no durability. Even if he uses it once and throws it away, the Mushroom King will be able to grow a new one before his next attack.

Most importantly, how come it reacts so quickly?!

Mo Rong saw from the corner of his eye that there was half a group of mushroom warriors in the distance who were staring at him and ready to attack, and his heart skipped a beat.

He had forgotten that he had seen this scene before when he participated in the guard selection competition—

There is a spiritual connection between mushrooms!