Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Resting place.

It was the mission and territory that the White King specifically gave to the Moth tribe after they surrendered.

This land can be said to be full of souls, but the mission of the moth tribe is to protect this land.

Murong's words are equivalent to a spiritual guy riding a will-o'-the-wisp coming to your house to ask you questions.

"Lao Deng, how can you marry your daughter to me?"

So as soon as the words came out, the atmosphere of the slightly relaxed scene became deserted again.

The prophet's eyes gradually became sharp.

"Why do you ask?"

Morong also noticed the change in the prophet and knew that the prophet had misunderstood his meaning, so he hurriedly explained.

"Don't get me wrong prophet, I didn't mean to offend you or the land beneath my feet."

After thinking for a while, Mo Rong thought of his words.

"Prophet, I am a worm from a distant land where we need souls for everything we need to sustain life."

"But I have a strange disease. I can't absorb souls using the methods from my hometown. If I continue like this, I'm afraid my time is running out."

Mo Rong sighed deeply and vividly acted out what he was thinking.

But the prophet couldn't be fooled so easily. He still didn't reply and just looked at Mo Rong coldly.

"It's so hard to fool."

Mo Rong clenched his teeth and then said:

"If the prophet doesn't believe it, you can check my body. Before departure, there was only a little soul transmitted to me by my tribe. There should be very little left now."

"I've heard for a long time that the Hallownest moths are proficient in the way of the soul, so I traveled thousands of miles to seek a way to rescue them."

Mo Rong's eyes were sincere, and the prophet was a little moved when he looked at them.

He called Mo Rong to come closer, and then the prophet raised his hands in front of his chest. A complex circular pattern was instantly carved in his hands. White light suddenly appeared, and the light condensed into the shape of a sword in the prophet's hands. .

"Don't resist. I will find out whether it is true or not."

Morong looked at the Dream Nail in the prophet's hand and couldn't help but shout in his heart that it was bad, he had forgotten about it.

The Dream Nail can be said to be a weapon exclusive to the Moth Clan. As long as it is used on others, one can directly enter their dreams. Then won't his thoughts be seen at a glance?

There was no choice but to take one step at a time. Mo Rong relaxed his mind and watched the white light hit his body. Then the prophet in front of him fell on the soft cushions behind him and fell into silence.

After a while, the prophet's eyes slowly opened. The vigilance and hostility just now disappeared completely, and were replaced by eyes full of compassion.

He had never seen such an empty yet mixed dream.

The body is the carrier of the soul, and the soul is the core of the body. Dreams can be regarded as part of the soul. Through a person's dreams, we can also get a glimpse of his entire soul.

It is said that Murong's dream was empty because the prophet did not see anything in Murong's dream, and mixed because he felt many different souls in the dream.

Logically speaking, a person's body carries multiple souls, which can range from mental confusion at times to sudden death on the spot after the soul dissipates. However, the young man in front of him is currently fine, and it seems that he is just extremely lucky.

The prophet didn't ask Mo Rong anything else. He asked him to close his eyes and carefully feel the changes in his soul.

Mo Rong was still a little confused as to what he was going to do, but the prophet pulled out another dream nail.

As a familiar feeling came to his brain, he knew something bad was about to happen again.

"what!!!"

Accompanied by intense pain, Mo Rong fainted in front of the prophet.

......

When he fainted, Mo Rong entered a dream. The background of the dream was yellow, which looked like sunlight, and there were many shadows of moths flying in it. This was not his dream, but the dream of the prophet.

Not far ahead was the prophet, but there was a very large gap between them. Murong tried to walk forward. Sure enough, when his feet stepped on the void, a stone appeared out of thin air and held him up. In this way, Murong walked to the prophet step by step.

Then the prophet imparted the knowledge of Dream Nail to Mo Rong. After coming into contact with the mystery of the creation of Dream Nail, Mo Rong couldn't help but sigh.

But in his mind, isn't the Dream Nail physical?

......

When he woke up again, the prophet was staring at him with a smile.

"How's it going? Do you feel the charm of our clan's secrets?"

Morong stood up, bowed solemnly to the prophet, and said:

"Thank you to the prophet for his generous teachings. His kindness will never be forgotten."

He didn't tell lies. The importance of the Dream Nail is irreplaceable in the entire game, and his original intention of coming here was just to find a way to absorb souls. He didn't expect the prophet to give him such a big surprise.

The prophet touched Mo Rong's head, and some light appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by the prophet.

"Good boy, take it and try it to see if it can save your own life. Just think of it as a good deed I have done."

After Mo Rong bowed again, he turned and left.

Looking at his leaving figure, the prophet began to talk to himself alone.

"King, are you angry with me?"

"King, I have never forgotten you, but I have bathed in a more divine light."

"King, I can't bear its original meaning to be lost. This is the last good deed I do for you."

After saying that, the prophet picked up a bone nail next to him, removed the part above the handle, and then brought it into a dream, not knowing what he wanted.

......

Mo Rong walked out of the house where the prophet was, in a good mood. The harvest from this trip was far beyond his imagination.

Mo Rong walked down to see what was going on with Ida, but saw that the guard at the entrance to the cemetery had disappeared, and there was a sound similar to a quarrel inside the cemetery.

Among the noisy voices, there was a voice that looked very familiar, and it was Ida's voice.

Morong hurriedly walked to the cemetery and saw Ida surrounded by a group of guards in front of his eldest brother's tomb. The situation was very critical.

"It's really unlucky. Where did you get the untouchables from? Is this a place where you can come?"

Beside the guard was a fat figure wearing a red robe. He should be a noble, but there was a lot of dust on his face and clothes. He looked very embarrassed, and he kept swearing at Ida.

"The City of Tears shouldn't keep lowly people like you. You should really thank us for our tolerance and allowing you to stay in that prosperous city."

"But now this is how you repay us?"

Saying that, the fat figure went up and kicked Ida's feet. Ida carried him down on his back, hugging his eldest brother's grave and refusing to let go.

"Guest, no noise or fighting is allowed here!"

The person who spoke was the cemetery guard outside the door. At this time, he was beside the nobleman, raising his spear to stop his next move.

When the nobleman saw the guard holding the spear in front of him, he became even more angry. He slapped the spear away and cursed at the guard:

"You are just bereaved dogs sent by my king to guard the tomb. What status do you have, and you actually dare to stop me from doing things?!"

"Okay, okay, you both like to guard graves, right?"

After saying that, Ida looked at the indifferent Ida who was guarding the tombstone and ordered to the guard:

"Go, destroy that tomb and make you like to guard it!"

The guard raised the bone nail in his hand, but did not start.

"Why are you standing there?! Cut it!"

"Sir, that boy is protecting me..."

"He's protecting me, so I'm going to cut him down at the same time! Why do you even ask me this for a useless thing?!"

At this time, Mo Rong also walked through the crowd and came to Ida's side, frowning and said:

"My lord, I don't know where my brother offended you, so you want to be so cruel?"

But the noble was already furious at this time and could not listen to what Mo Rong said.

"Do it!!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards' bone nails struck at the tombstone.

Ida is still holding the tombstone, the sadness in her eyes has not dissipated, and she refuses to move a step. The Mo Rong bone nail has not been removed. At the moment, she can only use Wuma's move, but the soul power in her body is insufficient.

"Ding~"

The guard's eyes also showed fierceness, and he raised the spear in his hand to block the bone nails that were hitting the tombstone.

"Is the guest determined to break the rules?"

The noble's face was distorted with anger at this time, and he said to the guards protecting him behind him:

"Come on, too!"

The guards behind him also swarmed up and attacked the guard.

The guard's martial arts skills were obviously much better than those of the guards. When faced with the siege of four or five people, one person did not fall behind at all, and there was even a tendency to overwhelm them.

But it was hard for two fists to defeat four hands, and there were more than ten guards, so after seeing their companions entangled the guards, the remaining people attacked in the direction of Ida.

"Too deceiving!"

Mo Rong was furious. He knew that Ida was not a troublemaker, so the nobles were bullying others.

He took the initiative to rush to the side of the attacking guards, which made the guards a little stunned. A man without even a weapon in his hands rushed towards them, was he looking for death?

An obscure mantra rang out from his mouth, and he raised his hands in front of his chest. Soon the Nail of Dreams was condensed in his hands.

If he wanted to release the soul power that was still a little short of that move, Mo Rong felt that he should take it from the group of people in front of him who were in cahoots.

Just as the guard was dazed for a moment, Mo Rong rushed to a certain guard on the side and whipped the Dream Nail towards him fiercely. The soul power surged from his hands to his whole body, making Mo Rong feel a different kind of solidity.

The beaten guard was dazed for a while, listening to the whispers of his companions, and then realized that Mo Rong had come to his side. Originally, he just wanted to beat this lifeless person aside, as long as it did not hinder them from doing things, but Mo Rong Rong's actions just now made him lose face as a guard, so he immediately gave up the idea.

"court death!"

The guard turned the direction of the bone nail and slashed towards Mo Rong. He could see that the man was slow to react, so he slightly shifted the direction of the slash to the side where he wanted to escape.

You can't escape like this, don't blame me, who told you to embarrass me like this?

Unexpectedly, Mo Rong didn't want to run away at all, but instead jumped into the guards to avoid this, which shocked the guards.

What is he doing? He thinks he can't die quickly enough?

The moment everyone looked at him, Mo Rong's eyes suddenly lit up, and the power of his soul condensed in his mouth.

"drink!!!"