Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Other insects may not be clear about the strength of the two commanders, but the guards who have been with them day and night remember it clearly. Now that they have ended up in this crisis after fighting two worlds together, it makes them feel disheartened.

Will it win?

The answer seemed to be revealed when Ida stopped in front of Dageno and the latter's arm was about to hit the former's body.

After all, reality is not a fairy tale. It does not care about good or evil, nor will the goddess of fate favor you because of your so-called passion.

The absolute gap in strength brings about a despair that is almost impossible to separate.

Dageno's hand, which had turned into a shadow, had already touched Ida's shoulder. The next step was to probe her heart and take her heart.

Seeing that Ida was about to die, for some reason his arm suddenly stopped and he immediately slapped in another direction.

This gave Ida a moment to catch his breath.

At this moment, because of the great desire to survive, his legs almost burst out with unprecedented strength and retreated from in front of Dageno, even faster than before. The strong wind caused by the attack had not yet stopped, and he was washed away again.

"That was a close call..."

I was almost killed... Ida's chest was heaving violently, and he was breathing heavily, causing his face under the mask to turn abnormally red.

However, the guard's attention was not on him at this time, but he also moved away from Dageno's position and looked not far to his side.

Zeruo took a glance and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The visitor was none other than Zemor, who had rushed back to the palace in search of Worm.

The appearance of the knight undoubtedly gave a shot of adrenaline to all the desperate guards present. You know, as a knight, Zemor's strength is more than one level higher than theirs, and even the commander can hardly match her. With her joining, the battle situation will definitely develop in a good direction!

Ida had roughly the same idea as them, but his tone was more questioning.

Will the war situation definitely develop in a positive direction...?

It has been quite some time since Delia left the palace and followed the White Lady to stay outside the palace. Although he has not been taught by the former during this period, he has never fallen behind in training, and his progress has been visibly improved.

With his current speed, he could conservatively reach nearly 70% of Drya's speed. If he tried his best, he might be able to catch up with her, but the maintenance time would be difficult to match.

But even so, the attack just now did not cause any actual damage. If it was Knight Zemor...

Ida looked down at the crack in the distance that stretched from Zemor's feet to Geno's side.

This was caused by the strong wind that saved him just now.

"Finally, a slightly stronger warrior has arrived."

Dageno slightly increased the speed of his swing and knocked back Zero's bone nails, then turned to face Zemor, leaving them with an unguarded back.

Zemor's face was half hidden by her long hair. Although it was blurry, her anger could be sensed from a long distance away.

She rushed back with her few hopes, but she never expected that the first thing she would see when she saw the palace again would be the corpses of countless guards lying around and the road leading to the interior of the palace paved with blood.

This undoubtedly further suppressed her hopes. After all, in her impression, no insect had ever been able to behave so arrogantly in this place, because this not only provoked the high-end military force of the entire kingdom, but also made the king lose face.

Why...why is it the void again?

The aura of Dageno is no less than that of the shadow who walked out of the temple. Although both of them are restrained, the former has existed at the bottom of the abyss for such a long time after all. It is better to say that the void has merged into the void rather than becoming him.

"The aura you carry... huh?"

Dageno looked Zemor up and down, and suddenly found that her body was tainted with the breath of void matter. Even though it was very slight, it could not be hidden from his detection.

Is it the king?

No, if she was the king, she wouldn't be standing in front of me intact, so could it be...

Dageno's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked straight at Zemor and asked, "Have you seen other beings from my tribe?"

He was so curious about this question that he even forgot the purpose of his visit for a moment.

Before reaching the palace, he traveled all over the abyss but did not find any Void Tribe insects. Apart from those mindless reptiles, there were only mountains of masks. This made him think that the Void Tribe had been wiped out except for himself.

But now it seems that there are companions...

Of course Zemor would not answer his question. At this moment, her heart was in turmoil and she fell into confusion again.

Now it seems that the king is definitely not in the palace, so there is no point in me coming back.

She focused her attention for a moment, met Dageno's gaze, recalled everything that had happened in Dirtmouth, and then glanced at the guards who had been beheaded. Suddenly, anger rose in her heart, and she raised the nail and chopped at them.

She didn't know why, she just wanted to kill this creature in front of her to regain her inner peace.

"You still have not answered my question."

Dageno raised his bone nails to block Zemor's first attack, but he still asked without giving up:

"You have seen other beings from my clan, right?"

Zemor did not answer her, but just kept on striking out the nails, using all the skills he had learned throughout his life, mercilessly pouring them onto Dageno's body. The nails were like shadows, enveloping the latter.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for dozens of rounds. In addition to the sound of bone nails clashing, there was also a sharp scraping sound.

It was exactly the same as what Ida had just done with his chop.

The guards all held their breath and watched the two fighting parties intently. It was obvious that Zemor had the upper hand at the moment. Her white clothes were still intact, but on the other hand, Dageno's body had many white scratches, and some of them were bleeding.

"Your skills are quite good. I thought that without the leadership of the Void for a hundred years, this land would only have those people behind me. Now it seems that this is not the case."

Dageno's eyes were as still as dead water, as if those scars were not inflicted on his body. The speed of swinging the black bone nails became visibly slower, but gradually became more exquisite.

Each of his defenses was just right, neither too much nor too little, making it impossible for Zemor to test his strength.

But her breathing had begun to become heavy.

At the same time, in the Void Pantheon, a tall and slender figure was wiping the bone nails in his hand.

"The next one should be the senior."