Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Elder Hu's golden bracelet collided with the black ball again and again, and each time it made a buzzing sound that made the listeners' teeth tremble.

His power was not strong. Even with the help of a certain broadcasting belief, that weak power still could not pose any threat to the black ball. To exaggerate a little, his attack was a little difficult to completely defeat the four Mantis sisters in normal state.

But Mo Rong was lucky, and Radiant Light was also lucky. Although Elder Hu's power could not break the black ball, it could make the Void God look at him sideways.

The reason was simple. The Sanskrit sound and the light emitted by the golden bracelet made him irritated like a mosquito flapping its wings around a person, and he simply couldn't ignore it.

In just a few breaths, Elder Hu's back was already soaked with sweat.

He had never unleashed such a huge amount of power at once, especially when his body had not yet fully recovered. What shocked him even more was that even though he tried his best, the power driven through the medium seemed to have fallen into the sea without any feedback.

It is really a fantasy for me to want to convert this person.

Not far away, Madam White was obviously surprised by the appearance of Elder Hu, and what surprised her even more was that the latter's attack seemed to have really affected the Void God!

While she felt encouraged, she suddenly realized something was wrong and her pupils shrank.

There was suddenly an empty space next to her, which was originally the place where Ying and Dageno were supposed to stay!

Without further ado, as she realized this, her hands began to move, and her roots weaved into a shield to block Elder Hu.

But she forgot that this was the Black Pond, and her roots were nothing more than a few nails to Ying and Dageno.

The sound of the roots being torn was surprisingly pleasant, and it didn't seem like a signal of death. Ying was faster, and Xianda Geno swept the bone nail towards Elder Hu's neck.

The sharp gust of wind had already scratched Elder Hu's skin, but before the blood could flow out, his body suddenly bent and he took a few steps back.

It was just a few steps' distance that allowed the tip of the nail to just pass by him.

Ying flicked his wrist, throwing the blood drops on the blade into the black pool, and slowly raised his eyes to look in the direction of Master Hu.

Beside him, Print was breathing heavily, his eyes clearly showing pain, but the smile on his lips was extremely proud.

"Hey, it's me again. Didn't expect that?"

Snap... Snap...

Drops of blood flowed from the torn cloak. The drooping moth wings were almost cut in half by the nail just now, and a hideous blood mark appeared on Print's back.

At the edge of his rotten flesh, void matter was constantly gnawing at his skin.

Ying narrowed his eyes and didn't answer.

He knew Print, or more precisely, he knew this rare guy who could shake him off.

He is also the only one who has not completed his mission perfectly.

At that time, he personally led the expedition against the Mantis Tribe, and single-handedly killed the entire Mantis tribe, making them unable to raise their heads. The Mantis Lord vomited blood and could not fight back. Even with his superb martial arts and tacit cooperation exerted to the extreme, he could not stop his steps for a moment, until the shadow spread to almost the entire tribe.

It was at the time when the entire mantis tribe was about to fall that he discovered a bug with extremely excellent body movements that was constantly saving the mantis that was about to be swallowed by the void.

If he hadn't discovered it, Kunule wouldn't be the only mantis left alive.

He had already recognized Print's physical skills, otherwise even Kunule would not have been able to escape.

The comprehensiveness of the shadow made it beyond the reach of almost all insects, but thanks to his strange body movements and familiarity with the terrain, Print managed to escape from his sight.

He thought that the insects, having seen that kind of scene, would never have the courage to face him again.

"Admit it, you're not as good as me."

"At least in terms of speed, you are not as good as me."

Print's face was pale, but he held his head high and talked about the ability that made him most proud.

"If you want to kill me, then run past me first."

Bugs that pursue speed will only die on the road of exhaustion.

He forced himself to spread out the tattered half of his moth wing behind him, looked back, and smiled bitterly.

Old friend, fan it one more time for us.

Use the momentum you once had to look down on the world!

thump--

Elder Hu finally fainted on the ground from exhaustion. His threat was no longer there, but the sound of his fall was like the deafening sound of a starting gun, unveiling another life-and-death competition.

The two figures disappeared at the same time, and they ran wildly, quickly passing through the ruins, like two continuously lengthening curves.

Above the black pool, there are shadows everywhere. If the former uses teleportation, he can easily stop Print on the spot.

But just as Radiance had thought before, there were some things that he had to maintain—

For example, pride.

Each of the blood lines, which are far apart, depicts the final picture of Print's pursuit of the sprint.

He doesn't care about anything and doesn't pay attention to anything.

The half moth wing behind him flapped in the wind, as if it was also flapping its wings happily. In a split second, the strong wind seemed to be infected by his will and transformed into the other half of his moth wing.

"Nothing is missing, I don't lack anything!"

Putting aside the physical pain and the urgency of being hunted, Print's thighs seemed to have grown wings, carrying him to break through the strength that he had worked so hard to pursue in the past but had not increased in any way time and time again.

He understood that if one wanted to pursue something to the extreme, one would have to pay a huge price. Even life was only the most common of the many prices.

But, he seemed to understand it too late?

Print didn't know whether it was too late or not, but he knew that he was extremely satisfied at the moment.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

At a certain moment, Ying looked at the figure flying in front of him and felt a sense of admiration and respect in his heart. He was puzzled by his own changes but quickly put them behind him.

Indeed, at a certain moment Print accelerated to a speed that even he could hardly catch up with, but that was only a moment.

Brilliant but short-lived, like a flash in the pan.

Ying pulled out the bone nail. He could see that Print was exhausted and that willpower could not defeat death.

But he should be satisfied. After all, he has survived for quite a long time under his command, which is almost impossible for any insect to do.

The palm slowly pushed forward, and the Grim Reaper's scythe gradually placed on Print's neck.

Suddenly!

Ying was suddenly stunned!

The figure running in front of him suddenly stopped, turned around, bent down, took advantage of the momentum, and threw a punch incredibly quickly, so fast that he couldn't even release the Void Effect.

Phew——!

The sound of the bone nail sinking into the flesh and the muffled sound of something falling into the liquid were heard almost at the same time.

Print didn't look at the bone nail that pierced his heart, but lowered his eyebrows to glance at his fist that had penetrated Ying's body first. He raised his head again and looked at Ying with shining eyes, showing his unique pride and sharpness.

"I won again."

Blood gushed out from his heart and mouth. The passing of life could not take away Print's will, but a dazzling amulet condensed in his palm.

Sprint Master, the end.