Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Chapter 379: Resurgence

It turns out that God has a heart.

Although they are higher beings, they still have their own unique emotions like ordinary insects. Compared with the latter, their emotions have been stored over time, and when they erupt, they are often more passionate and reckless.

Mo Rong was completely confused by Radiant's sudden loss of control. He originally thought it was caused by the dark shadows around him, but the other party tried to stop him from taking any action, and the latter did not respond at all, so he could not help but feel a little annoyed.

It's ok to not talk, but it's also preventing me from doing it myself?!

"Radiance, what are you doing?!"

He simply stopped, even though he had not yet escaped from the siege of the void.

Doing so would undoubtedly be an act of suicide, but Mo Rong knew that if the radiation remained in this state, even if he reached the top of the mountain, there was a very small chance that the illusory sealing array would be activated.

So he immediately closed his eyes and concentrated on sinking into the dream.

"..."

Failed?

Mo Rong frowned slightly. The sound of fighting continued in his ears. If it were usual, sinking into a dream could greatly reduce the impact of reality.

But soon the darkness in front of my eyes began to turn golden from the edges - this was a sign of successfully sinking into the dream.

When he opened his eyes again, he was about to start cursing about what was going on with the Radiance, but the scenery that came into his sight immediately choked his words back into his throat.

In the vast dream, there was no longer just a radiant light, but it had transformed into a battlefield with swords and guns. The insects shaped by the power of dreams were kneeling on the ground to pray, some were pacing and whispering, and most of them were rushing forward, fighting against a completely different force.

At first, Mo Rong didn't understand what was going on when he saw the insects making various movements, but when his gaze turned to the battlefield, his eyes suddenly froze.

Why is it so similar to the stage play outside? !

However, he felt a sense of contradiction. He looked carefully again and found that the fate of the insects in the dream battlefield was completely opposite to the fate of the insects transformed from the void outside.

It was as if the fate of the two tribes had been exchanged. Here, the Moth Tribe had the upper hand, but outside, the Void was in the lead.

So the reason why Radiance stopped him just now was because the 'Void' he attacked just now was actually a moth?

Mo Rong remained silent, yet became even angrier.

Is it just because of this?

Even if you are in a desperate situation, is this the only thing you do regardless of your own safety?

A battlefield from a fantasy world? !

He just felt that Radiant's behavior was too absurd, and even suspected that the big moth in front of him had been replaced when he was not paying attention.

"Oh, has it started yet?"

The God of Void looked down at Mo Rong who was standing in the shadows, and saw the light on his body flickering like a flame, but it seemed to be mixed with impurities, sometimes fierce and sometimes dim, as if it would suddenly go out at some point.

Radiance couldn't forget that battle.

But that was true. After all, he still remembered it clearly. The war that almost wiped him out was almost won by Radiance.

"It's a pity that you are too blind. The supremacy of God has blinded you and you can't see clearly those people who sacrificed their lives for you."

"Thank me, Radiance. Now..."

The Void God raised his hand a little higher, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

"They're back."

As his action ended, the figures fighting each other beside Mo Rong separated and reorganized several times, and the scale expanded again. At the same time, the scene in the dream was also expanding at the same speed, and the radiation was on the verge of getting out of control.

On the other side, although the White Lady and her group of insects who joined the battlefield were also surrounded, they still did not shift their attention away from Mo Rong. Seeing him stagnant, they became anxious. The three little ones kept slashing at the blackened bosses, while the two knights and the Dreamer fought with the three blackened knights and a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

The White Lady is under even greater pressure as she needs to face the joint attack of Shadow and Dageno.

In fact, among them, Marcos was the most anxious. He was afraid that Mo Rong would encounter any accident. But compared to the Widow of Holy Nest, the remaining attention of the Void God was obviously more focused on this Moth Clan general who had killed countless Void Warriors.

He even opened up a combat area in the black pool specifically for Marcos, and the latter's enemies were the Void Warriors who had disappeared at his hands.

He wants to let all the remnants of light sink in pain until their light is completely swallowed up by darkness at a certain moment.

"Damn it! Damn it!!"

"Damn!!!"

Marcos roared, and the golden light spikes pierced through the shadow warriors in front of him who were rushing towards him again and again. They were like insects with strong perfunctory ability. Although their combat power was not strong, they could continuously replenish their numbers, and they seemed to be in a momentum of fighting in a round-the-clock manner to consume all his physical strength.

Upon hearing the roar, Lady White turned around, her brows growing more anxious, but she really couldn't spare any other strength to help Marcos or the knights escape. The restrictions of the Black Pool made it difficult for her to exert even one tenth of her original strength.

As a queen, although her life level is not as high as that of the White King, she can still touch the threshold of demigod. This can be seen from the fact that she sits in the palace but has her roots spread all over Holy Nest. It is no exaggeration to say that if there is no black pool under her feet, not to mention killing Shadow and Dageno easily, she can at least spare enough strength to help other warriors.

Those thick and vibrant roots that had originally proudly emerged from the ground began to wither, rot and disappear the moment they were touched by the black pool. This forced the White Lady to use all her strength, otherwise even her life would be in danger.

The situation and rules of the battlefield changed rapidly. Even though Sly was well-informed, he was still shocked and stood there for a long time. However, he did understand the purpose of the White Lady and the others.

More importantly, he saw Yida, and then thought of what Mo Rong had said to him before.

Could it be that what he said was true?

Sly picked up the bone nail and ran quickly towards Mo Rong, but he was a mortal, and even though the bone nail had reached the pinnacle of memory, he could not get within ten steps of Mo Rong, who was under special care of the God of the Void.

"Bang bang—"

At this moment, Mo Rong was at a loss as he looked at the radiant light that did not respond no matter how he shouted or moved, and he felt helpless.

This is the Void God's conspiracy, a naked conspiracy against Radiance.

But he just didn't know how to start.

"Bang bang—"

Looking around, the entire Dirtmouth has been occupied and eroded by shadows, even dead things have not been spared.

Except for the warriors drowned in the tide of shadow, no one else can be seen.

It seems that everything is emitting a panic called "despair".

"Bang bang—"

At a certain moment, and it seemed like every moment, the insects heard a heartbeat, from far away to near, from vague to clear.

The Void God noticed this anomaly earlier than them. He suddenly stood up from his throne and looked back into the distance outside of Hallownest.

Those were a bunch of enchanting and eerie scarlet flames, dancing warmly and happily around an elegant and tall figure.

"The scarlet fire has already blossomed into the flower of fear."