Hollow Knight: Hallownest

At the edge of the kingdom, seeing Mo Rong being pressed down by the giant black hand, Quiro and Ida both reacted, their eyes were bloodshot, and they stretched out their legs with bone nails ready to chop at the black arm, but as soon as they moved, thick roots entangled their waists, forcing them to stop where they were.

"You two, calm down first!"

The White Lady rarely shouted loudly, but Ida didn't care about that at the moment. He just wanted to rescue his elder brother from the clutches of that evil spirit.

The two brothers worked in perfect harmony, using bone nails to chop at the roots wrapped around their waists, but their attention was soon drawn to the movement behind them.

A black palm was lifted up with countless pieces of gravel attached to it, and a huge concave palm print suddenly appeared on the empty ground. Seeing this, Ida's heart sank.

"It's over... It's all over, big brother..."

He was beaten to a pulp without even a drop of dust left.

Kui Ruo frowned and kept looking back and forth at the palms of both sides. He inadvertently saw that the palms were wriggling and swallowing a lot of gravel. In an instant, his face turned pale and he could not speak for a long time.

Rumble-

The palm continued to rise and retract, and under the surprised gazes of many people, it was forcibly retracted into the black pool, as if its purpose of coming here was just to complete such a simple action of slapping Mo Rong.

As the moving arm retracted, the other arms also returned to the black pool, until only the last two hands were left, holding Ying and Dageno respectively. Soon, the edge of the kingdom returned to a vast expanse of white.

The divine might still lingered, like a thick invisible haze covering the hearts of every insect, making them feel heavy-hearted, yet giving them a glimmer of hope that they had escaped death.

They were real gods. If the hand just now was targeting them, Kingdom's Edge would probably become the next soul swamp.

Marcos' eyes were fixed on the place where Mo Rong disappeared. Seeing that the crisis was temporarily resolved, he sat cross-legged on the ground without saying a word, and tried his best to sense the light and aura on Mo Rong's body.

An invisible wave emanated from his body, passing through numerous rocks, passing over the Resting Place and Crystal Mountain, and finally detected a resonance of power in Dirtmouth.

After finding out the location, Marcos immediately set off and prepared to flash away. A second before he turned into a particle of light, he also left a message for the insects -

"He's in Dirtmouth."

It was self-evident who this "he" was referring to. Quiro and Ida looked at each other with joy on their faces. Seeing that Marcos had left, they both couldn't wait to leave, but before leaving, they subconsciously looked at the white lady not far behind them.

She didn't answer, but just nodded vigorously and nodded to the insects.

Mo Rong is too important to them. No matter what his current situation is, they must personally go out to ensure his safety.

So this time the team was no longer formed in twos and threes, but a group of insects marched towards Dirtmouth in a mighty force. The ashes from the Kingdom's Edge floated down for a while, and soon covered their backs, as well as the long trail of footprints they left behind.

At the edge of the cave, Print leaned against the stone wall, silently looking at their backs, then turned to look at Master Hu who was still recovering, and finally lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking about.

......

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

Mo Rong was breathing heavily, and the scenery in front of him seemed to be still in the last second——

He remembered that his palm had touched the top of his head at that time, and the corrosive force of the void instantly spread all over his body. At that time, he felt that he was being licked by a ferocious beast and would be buried in it in the next second.

"Can you be earlier next time, God of Light? I feel like if it was a second later I would have died under that palm."

"Do you know how much divine power I have invested in this transfer?!"

Radiance was almost roaring, and although Mo Rong was no longer surprised by this sound, he still felt ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it was indeed my fault.

"I didn't know what happened at the time. I just felt like I couldn't move my body. I tried everything, but it felt like something was holding me back. I couldn't move at all..."

The more Radiant Light listened, the uglier his expression became, but it wasn't because he doubted Mo Rong's words.

If there was a one in ten thousand chance of success in the previous eye contact and attack, then the words he just said completely shattered that tiny bit of luck.

That was definitely due to the power of the Void God. It was extremely easy to control a mortal body, but why would the Void God do this?

Naturally, he was very sure of his own existence.

Gulu gulu——

A sound like boiling water suddenly rose in the silent Dirtmouth and lingered in Mo Rong's ears.

At this moment, Mo Rong lowered his head and his expression was extremely ugly: "No way, no way, you are only targeting me?"

Right in front of him was a black pool that was constantly expanding, swallowing up all the houses above it. But what made Mo Rong feel relieved was that he didn't hear any screams or other noises. He didn't know whether he should feel lucky or sad.

"not good!"

The edge of the black pool continued to expand. Mo Rong looked up and saw a familiar house collapsing.

That was the Chong family that he and Marcos had consulted about matters when they left the mountain top!

That old man!

Thinking of this, Mo Rong planned to set out to rescue, but he was fixed in place by an unknown force and unable to move - this time it was because of the radiation.

"Put away your humble compassion immediately!"

There was no room for negotiation in her words, and Mo Rong also knew that if he were in danger again this time, even Radiance would be unable to lend a helping hand.

Fortunately, this time it was not a multiple-choice question of moral condemnation. A bug rushed out of the house before him, jumping lightly on every roof that was about to collapse, and successfully escaped from the edge of the black pool.

That bug... Mo Rong's eyes lit up. He actually forgot for a moment that he still had cooked bugs in Dirtmouth.

"Master Sly!"

Sly found a safe place to put down the old man who had been frightened unconscious by the insect, and then he heard a call from behind.

He looked at Mo Rong who was running towards him with a puzzled look on his face, and pulled out the bone nail while frowning.

This guy doesn't look like a good bug at first glance.

"What on earth happened in Dirtmouth..."