Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Although the construction around Mantis Village is still somewhat similar to the Fungus Wasteland, there are a lot more gears and mechanisms, but it is not as primitive as Fast imagined.

The young man led the two of them all the way down. The decoration inside the village was similar to that outside. Many bones were strung up on the roadside, and there were also many slender spears inserted into the ground.

As the group of people walked deeper, the war cries and encouragement coming from inside became clearer.

"come on!"

"Dodge and chop! You used it wrongly!"

"Get away! Get away quickly!"

A group of Mantis Warriors and the Mantis Youth formed a circle. The circle was separated by an iron net falling from the sky, and a Mantis Warrior was fighting in the center.

This challenge venue is like an octagonal cage, except that the ground one foot away from the iron net has been replaced by many spikes. This requires those who fight in the field to either stand in the field or be attached to the net. , if you are accidentally knocked down in this area, you may be seriously injured.

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

The mantis young man led them around the crowd and walked to an empty space aside.

As Mo Rong walked, he looked towards the center of the field. The tall figure fighting with the warrior should be one of the Mantis Lords. He saw him strolling in the court, then attached to the net and threw the nail spear in his hand, flying towards the warrior. After a while, he appeared not far away, retrieved his nail spear, and stabbed straight at the warrior.

Well, it's the familiar smell of Mo Rong.

From move to move, Mo Rong could tell what the lord was going to do just by looking at his raised hand.

Why do you think Mo Rong is so familiar?

Hehe, fighting with sisters is a beautiful thing...

"Come this way, come this way, there's room here."

The mantis young man called them to a place outside the net to sit down, pointed at the two fighting among them and said:

"Now, the one with stronger and stronger tentacles and a stronger body in this battle is one of our lords."

"Is this selection one-on-one?"

"It's one-on-one at this stage."

"Then what are you selecting?"

"Ah, didn't I tell you just now? The selection competition has only one purpose, which is to select the lord."

"Choose a lord?!"

Mo Rong was shocked, but then he thought about it. In a tribe with such folk customs, the highest point of strength is the lord.

"Is it enough to defeat a lord?"

"Of course not, it takes three."

"The rules of our tribe are that as long as you think you are strong enough to defeat the lord, you can challenge him at any time."

"But so far, no one has defeated the current leader."

The mantis young man raised his eyebrows at them and said proudly:

"How about it? Our lord is awesome, right?"

Mo Rong nodded in agreement and looked at the field again.

"By the way, where are your other two leaders?"

The young man was paying attention to the battle in the center of the field and did not listen carefully. He pointed not far away and gestured:

"Well, there it is."

Looking over there, four square cylindrical stone chairs rising from the ground stood on the battlefield. The tops of the stone chairs were carved into the shape of the lord's tentacles, and a small protruding line protruded from the front from the feet above to the bottom. The square pillars are used to place your feet after sitting down to prevent your feet from falling in the air. The outline of the entire stone chair highlights the upright and sharp beauty.

Looking up along the stone chair, Mo Rong noticed the three familiar figures. They put their hands on the armrests and looked down at the battlefield.

Murong looked at the field, and the battle was still going on. The mantis warriors became more and more courageous, and the lord's attack frequency also gradually increased. In the first half, the lord was actually helping him warm up.

Wait, something is wrong!

Mo Rong looked at the lords in the field, then looked up at the three figures sitting on the stone chairs not far away.

After going back and forth several times, Mo Rong rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He didn't realize just now, how come there are four people in this Mantis Lord? !

"Why do you have four lords?!"

Mo Rong cried out, and the mantis young man beside him looked at him in confusion.

"We have always had four lords? What's wrong?"

He looked at the stone chair in the distance and was about to speak, but the scene of fighting the Mantis Lord suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yes, when he challenged Lord Mantis, there did seem to be a broken stone chair next to the three stone chairs, but he didn't pay special attention to it at the time. This also means that there were originally four lords in Mantis Village!

"Little brother, if you want to get the Mantis Claw, you won't have to fight your four lords at the same time."

Murong tried three of them together. It was so refreshing that it took him a long time to get used to it. If four of them came together...

He was already sweating profusely.

"Haha, you have a good idea. If you want to get the Mantis Claw, just fight with our two lords and win."

"But I look at your small body, I'm afraid you will come back without success!"

The young man looked Mo Rong up and down and smiled.

When he heard that he was just fighting with two people, Morong breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were relaxed.

Not long after the words fell, the winner was already decided on the field.

"Okay, okay, there is progress!"

"I'll do it! I'll do it next!"

The challenging warriors in the field bowed to the lord, and then the iron net was raised and they exited the field.

"By the way, has anyone of you ever succeeded in a challenge?"

The young man shook his head and sighed.

"Many people passed the first stage, but when the two lords attacked at the same time, they were all over after just a few rounds. The lords were too powerful."

"Then it will be available today."

"?"

The mantis young man wanted to laugh at Mo Rong's overestimation, but when he turned his head, he didn't see Mo Rong's figure and asked Fast who was standing aside.

"What about others?"

Fast swallowed and stretched out one foot to point to the center of the field.

"He seems...there."

The mantis young man suddenly turned his head to look at the field. Mo Rong suddenly appeared in the center holding a bone nail, looking directly at the four lords on the stone chairs. It was clear that there was no wind, but the cloak behind him was flying in the air. , this back view...

A bit handsome.

"Who is this person?"

"Who let the outsiders in!"

"Is his small body worthy of challenging the lord?! Get out!"

"Yes! Not everyone can challenge the Lord! Get out!"

The soldiers and young men who were watching were also angered by Mo Rong's actions, and they all yelled at him to leave.

Mo Rong ignored the shouts and curses nearby, just looked at the lord above and said:

"Coming from afar, there is so much disturbance. May I ask the lord, if I want to obtain your clan's mantis claws, will I challenge you?"

The lords nodded, and one of them stared at him and asked.

"Challenger, state your name."

"My name is Mo Rong."

The lords sitting on the stone chairs looked at each other. Another one narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Rong and said:

"I can feel that this little guy has a strong sense of confidence, but I don't know where it comes from. How about letting him try it?"

"Fourth sister, our clan has never had any precedent of others participating in the selection."

"Second sister, sticking to the rules is not the path we want to pursue."

"That's right, Second Sister, I feel the same way. Let him try it, so as to inspire our clan's ambition to make progress."

"Okay, then I'll leave this to Third Sister."

Then the lord who was about to take the stage said to Mo Rong:

"If you want to get my clan's mantis claw, you must first defeat me alone, and then defeat the contract offensive of the two lords. Do you know this?"

Mo Rong nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, then I will fight you in the first game! Are you ready?"

Seeing that the lord wanted to agree to Mo Rong's request, everyone became even more agitated.

"Lord, there has never been any precedent for an outsider to challenge our clan's selection. Please think twice!"

"That's right! This person must be up to no good. Lord, please let me test him first!"

"That's right, how can this boy be qualified to challenge the lord by stepping over us!"

"Shut up!"

A wave of coercion suddenly swept across the entire venue, and the voices of doubt and curses suddenly disappeared. Everyone looked up at the lord on the stone chair.

"I ask you, what is my clan pursuing!"

"It is a fearless heart that advocates strength!"

Everyone roared in unison.

"That's right! It's a fearless heart that advocates strength!"

"The fact that this person can come here means that he has passed the test of entering our clan's territory, and he is standing here with a desire to fight!"

"Our clan will never look down upon anyone who dares to challenge the power. Why has this person become an outsider and you have changed the pursuit in your heart!"

After hearing this, everyone was silent, with guilt in their eyes. They looked at Mo Rong and said nothing.

After the lord finished speaking, he stopped looking at everyone and jumped down in front of Mo Rong. He put one hand on his chest and the other hand lowered his body and bowed to him. When Mo Rong saw it, he hurriedly returned the favor.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. Our clan is so straight-tempered. I hope you can forgive me."

"Lord, you don't have to be like this. My behavior is indeed inappropriate. I hope your lord will forgive me."

Looking at the neither arrogant nor impetuous figure in front of him, the lord could not help but show admiration in his eyes. Then he walked to stand not far away, holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and his right hand clenched his fist slightly downward. In an instant, a powerful momentum burst out, Filled the entire venue.

"Are you ready, challenger!"

Morong nodded, the cloak behind him rustling.

"The battle begins!"