Hollow Knight: Hallownest

It would be a lie for Mo Rong to say that he was not angry at all about Radiant Light's concealment, but he would not get angry about it in such an occasion.

The thoughts he had sorted out in the short time just now told him that he must not give the opponent any time to rest. While his injuries and the effects of the dream have not yet fully recovered, he must use a more rapid attack to oppress the opponent.

Having said that, when Mo Rong was about to chop at Dageno with the nail, the latter seemed to have eyes behind him. One of his arms twisted behind his back in an extremely strange posture, blocking his attack lightly.

"Do you really think you are facing just a bunch of ordinary soldiers?"

Radiance also came to his senses at this point and stopped stimulating him verbally.

"Dageno was once the strongest opponent of my general Marcos. If he was in his peak condition, the dream attack just now would have been basically impossible to succeed. Although his strength has been worn away by time, it is impossible for him to regress much."

Is his name Dajianuo... Suddenly, a force came from his palm, shaking the bone nails away. Dajianuo turned around, and Mo Rong looked up, his heart sank a lot.

Under the mask, the ink-black pupils were like obsidian, emitting a cold light in this gloomy place.

It has changed, the momentum has changed.

Previously, Dageno was an insurmountable mountain standing before our eyes, but now,

This mountain is about to collapse!

In the blink of an eye, a gust of ink-like wind suddenly cut through the air, tearing the ground apart and arriving in front of Mo Rong in the blink of an eye.

The attack was powerful but could not hurt Mo Rong. After being baptized by the dream, his body moved with his heart. Almost at the same time, he spread out his cloak and moved to another position.

He dodged quickly, and Dageno's swing was not slow either. In just a few rounds, the entire venue was devastated by the latter, and the distance between them was shortened to within a few steps by Dageno.

This was exactly what Mo Rong wanted.

The soul recovered very slowly, and perhaps because Dageno was a void creature, the previous successful nail failed to absorb any soul at all, so if he wanted to attack at this moment, he could only rely on the bone nailing skills that he had been constantly honing and improving before.

He was confident that if he only competed in bone nail skills, he would not lose to the guy named Dageno in front of him.

So when he saw the bone nails falling from above his head, Mo Rong went to meet them without hesitation.

Ding--

"Fuck!"

Mo Rong cried out in surprise, lowered his body, and almost knelt on one leg, quickly dissipating the huge force from the nail blade to the side.

After being baptized by the void dozens of times, it is no exaggeration to say that the strength of his body has improved by leaps and bounds. However, he did not expect that Dageno's seemingly ordinary straight chop would be so terrifying that he almost fell to his knees in this first fight.

"You use this nail like an axe. How reckless."

"It's a waste of talent to deal with you light worms!"

Dageno remained in his original position and danced with the bone nails again.

Mo Rong snorted coldly, showing no fear. He took a step forward to bring the two closer together, and began to swing the bone nail in his hand.

The opponent is huge and it is difficult to exert force at a short distance. You have to find an opportunity while guarding against attacks from the other three arms.

The bone nails of both parties were entangled together, light and darkness intertwined, and the sound of collision never stopped for a moment. From a distance, it seemed that Mo Rong had the upper hand, and there were a few more scratches on Dageno's abdominal armor.

"You are indeed the best choice to compete with him in skills. If the void brings a huge increase in strength, then the light gives you excellent control of strength. It is a match made in heaven to use them to compete in skills."

Radiance had some free time, and seeing Mo Rong using his own strength to defeat Dageno, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Mo Rong felt bitter when hearing these words, and he didn't even dare to distract himself and say a word in reply.

Although Dageno's every move was straightforward, it contained a sense of simplicity. Every block and counterattack made him nervous and he had to be extremely alert to deal with it. Although he seemed to have the upper hand now, a big part of the reason was that the opponent's power of radiation had weakened his virtual effect, while he could still use it.

Now it seems that the blurring that lasted for several seconds is still a hurdle that I can’t overcome.

After more than ten rounds, Mo Rong felt that it was getting harder and harder to gain an advantage. His brain had become a little tired from concentrating for such a long time. But on the other hand, Dagenuo had not changed at all, and the fierceness in his eyes even became more sharp.

"No, this guy is getting more and more courageous. We have to break this deadlock."

Feeling that the soul in his body was enough to cast a spell, Mo Rong no longer hesitated. The soul power was externalized and wrapped around his fist, which was then smashed to the ground.

Dageno had already sensed the powerful energy fluctuations before they manifested, but it was too late to retreat. He had to use his free arm to cross his body and cast the Void technique to avoid the spell attack.

The power of Darkness's Descent is not as powerful as Abyss's Scream, but using this move can evade external attacks. Soul power splashes from one point to all directions, like a huge wave hitting Dageno's body. Although his body has been flickering and blurred, as if he has entered a virtual state, he seems unable to avoid the spell that is also composed of void and soul, and he can't help but retreat a lot.

"Is this... the power of the high priest?"

"No, the high priest's magic is not that powerful."

Dajieno raised his head and looked at Mo Rong's palm vaguely, where dots of white light were lingering and fading away.

High Priest?

Mo Rong thought about it for a moment. Perhaps the high priest he was talking about was the Snail Shaman. As they were both from the Void Clan, it was not a new thing that the other party had seen before. As for whether he was strong or not, there was no doubt about it. The Shaman Clan had survived to this day, and their spells had been improved from generation to generation. Their power was no longer what it used to be. It was no surprise that he had doubts.

Despite taking a hit from the Darkness, Dageno's condition did not change much. The appearance of the spell changed Mo Rong's attack method, and also evoked some of his vague memories.

"The power of the high priest..."

Mo Rong's heart skipped a beat when he saw Dajianuo suddenly lower his head, looking at his hands, wondering what he was thinking about.

Something bad has happened. Could it be that something has awakened him?

Under his nervous gaze, his guess finally came true. He saw Dageno's palm and arm suddenly softened, and began to swing like a rein.

"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten this skill."

The corners of Mo Rong's mouth twitched and his expression looked a little ugly.

He saw clearly that it was not a rein, but a tendril transformed from an arm!

At this moment, it is just like a wildly growing vine, running straight towards me!