Hollow Knight: Hallownest

The blinding light was swallowed by darkness, and the whole of Hallownest seemed like a dream. The infected residents hugged and cried after waking up, expressing their joy of surviving the disaster and mourning for their relatives and friends who died in the riot.

The hinges that had not slid for a long time once again made the sound of metallic friction. The elevator leading to Dirtmouth carried a sadness that was contrary to the past. The insects came to the cemetery in groups. There were a large number of deep pits that had appeared here at some point, lined up in rows. Most of them were filled with soil, and only a small part was still empty.

They looked in amazement at the lonely, hunched figure in the cemetery in the distance, filling the grave with soil shovel by shovel.

They could probably guess how much perseverance this required, but they had no idea why he was so persistent.

When a bug asked him about it, his answer made the other bugs admire him but also laughed at him -

"Wandering souls have to go somewhere. I'm just the bug that guides the way. Also, this adds too much work. You have to pay me Geo..."

Some worms rest in the light and are reborn, while others are unwilling to rot and sink in the darkness.

When the fighting spirit was ignited and the idea of ​​resistance dominated his mind, Mo Rong's body no longer seemed to be cursed with immortality as before. The moment he struggled to climb out of the pit and pulled out the bone nails, two revenge fly kings smashed his body into black particles, which gradually sank into the surrounding shadows.

Suddenly, some particles of the sticky shadow that seemed to be substantial broke away from it, split into two different directions and merged into the bodies of the two revenge fly kings. The latter's bodies expanded almost visibly, and then another beam of light composed of black particles was injected into the center below them, slowly condensing into a human shape.

Mo Rong opened his eyes, and felt that the pain that had accumulated in his body and was enough to make him faint suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed, without even the slightest sequelae left.

"Is it rebirth, or is it reversed?"

Glancing at the deep pit beneath his feet that had been filled up at some point, Mo Rong looked up at the Vengeful Fly King who was roaring above his head, and frowned slightly.

Why did he feel that these two things had become a lot bigger, or was it that he himself had become smaller?

When he picked up the bone nail that fell to the ground, his pupils trembled violently.

As a weapon that had accompanied him in his adventures for a long time, he had long memorized the length of the bone nail. At this moment, looking at the bone nail in front of him that was almost as tall as himself, the answer to the question became obvious - it was as if he had become smaller.

Before he had time to adapt, two black shadows fell from mid-air again, increasing in speed.

Mo Rong raised the bone nail in his hand, but the weakening of his strength caused the grip in his palm to feel extremely strange, as if he had picked up an unfamiliar bone nail. This also led to the embarrassing situation of missing the target several times when he turned around and chopped.

An excellent bone nail user will not lose combat capability due to changes in the bone nail, just like a chef will not be unable to make delicious dishes due to a change of spatula. After just a few rounds of familiarization, the previous feel will gradually return and attacks will become easy.

Thanks to the single attack mode of the Vengeance Fly King, although its speed and strength have undergone a transformation, they are still within his acceptable range. As long as he concentrates fully and predicts the attacks based on their body movements, he can easily avoid the collision.

"No, what about the soul?"

After another downward strike, Mo Rong was about to try to release the Abyss Scream, only to find that all his previous attacks had failed to absorb the soul from the Vengeful Fly King.

After trying a few more times, his heart sank to the bottom.

No, not a soul at all.

"Is it because of the void entity?"

He looked at the King of Vengeance Flies, whose shape could not be seen in the dark, and nodded to himself.

If the Pantheon at the bottom of the tower can still be considered a living being, then this one in front of me is a completely empty creation. It is normal that it has no soul...

What a ghost!

Doesn't this mean that I won't be able to use spells in the next battle?

In the game, there is still one space left when locking the soul, but there is no space left here? !

Thinking back to the boss he had defeated previously with the help of magic, Mo Rong's heart suddenly turned cold, and he felt more and more like he was trapped in a cage that was difficult to escape.

In order to prevent himself from escaping, the Void God actually did such a ruthless thing.

When he thought of the fact that He had taken control of his body and was doing whatever he wanted outside, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

There must be a way out when you reach the mountain. He didn't believe that he, a grown man, could be suffocated to death by his urine. Since he couldn't use magic, he would just use bone nails to carve out a way out!

The sharp gaze pierced towards the King of Vengeful Flies, who seemed to be aware of it and paused for a moment, as if he was stunned by Mo Rong's eyes for a moment, but this change only lasted for less than a moment, and then he rushed towards him again as if he didn't care about his life.

Both sides intended to fight to the death, so Mo Rong naturally would not always be at a disadvantage. Compared to the void creatures dominated by mania, his most obvious advantage was that he retained the ability to think and reflect on himself, which made him more courageous as the battle went on. The gap in speed and strength was visibly eliminated by his skilled attack rules.

boom--!

The body of the Vengeance Fly King trembled and collapsed violently in mid-air, and then exploded in the same way as Mo Rong had done before. A large amount of black particles sprayed in all directions and merged into the shadows.

"Am I...recovering?"

Staring at the black particles that floated in from nowhere like wanderers returning home, Mo Rong keenly felt the changes in his body. At least from his current perspective, he had returned to the state when he first entered here.

So, one of the rules here is that you won't be separated after death, but instead the power will be deprived from the challenger, and the power will not be returned unless you defeat the boss?

This guess is well-founded. Although it has not been verified, he knows that it is most likely true. The disgusting degree of the Void Pantheon is far higher than he imagined.

"If you die, you will lose your power, but if you win, you won't give it to me. You are such an exploiter, aren't you?"

Mo Rong gritted his teeth and cursed the Void God countless times in his heart.

The end of the first battle did not change the battle space, but it did not mean the end of the battle. Shadow Ruze extended another column of light composed of void particles that slowly condensed in the air, expanding layer by layer, and finally turned into a bloated body.

He walked the same path again. Although the road was a bit bumpy, it was unable to stop him. Mother Gruz and Moss Charger did not change their defeat due to the existence of the void entity.

Then, Mo Rong discovered a physical change that left him dumbfounded.

He seems... taller?