Hollow Knight: Hallownest

Mo Rong glanced slightly at Kui Ruo behind him. Seeing his cautious look, he knew that the atmosphere just now had affected him.

His journey wasn't supposed to be like this.

"Would you like to go to the top of the mountain to see it?"

He slowed down and stood side by side with Kui Ruo, and gave a signal with his eyes.

"From the top of Crystal Peak, you can see the entire land here. It's so spectacular!"

Queruo couldn't help but say something, so he took him to climb to the top of the mountain.

When he saw the words 'Crown of Hallownest', he couldn't help but pause.

Marcos is probably not still there...

Thinking of this, Mo Rong couldn't help but have a headache. Thinking of his previous experience with Fast, Marcos seemed to only attack people like him who exuded the aura of void matter.

"Forget it, if Marcos is still here, then he will take Queruo and run away. If he can escape the first time, he can escape the second time."

Mo Rong calmed down and climbed to the top of the mountain in three steps and two steps at a time, looking towards the statue.

The radiant statue sat there alone, with nothing beside it, which made him relieved, but unfortunately he also found no trace of the pale ore.

Kui Ruo followed closely behind, and as the scene in front of him suddenly opened up, the dullness just now was swept away in an instant.

"Wow!!!"

Kui Ruo couldn't help but yelled, and then ran towards the edge of the cliff.

"These stone monuments, this statue, and this land, I have never seen such a spectacular scenery!"

Quiruo looked through the clouds and saw the east-west bridge and the small town below. In his eyes, the hurried passers-by became as small as the gravel under his feet.

"I'm not lying to you. If you look across the way, that's where we will go soon."

Mo Rong raised his chin and looked at the whistling cliff opposite.

When the hunter fully told him the news of the commission, he already knew where the so-called 'life butterfly' existed.

Johnny's resting place.

If he remembered well, that was the name of that place.

In my impression, there are only two places where you can see a large amount of life blood in the game, and the other one is under the abyss, but there is no need for him to go to that place, and based on the current situation, the abyss is very likely. Not open to the public.

"That's the other end of the kingdom. I really want to see what's outside the kingdom..."

Quiruo looked into the distance. The strong wind mixed with white light particles was blowing towards them from that direction. There might be something more wonderful outside the kingdom.

"How about? I'll take you to see the Blue Lake?"

Mo Rong walked to Kui Ruo and smiled. The vastness of the mountain top can actually be seen at a glance, but the shock will linger in the hearts of the viewers for a long time.

"Let's go."

......

"Jifeng, where is the prophet?"

Looking at the red figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Ji Feng couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Marcos?!"

"Why are you back?"

Marcos did not answer Ji Feng's question, but frowned and said:

"Answer my question first, where is the prophet?"

"You're still in the house, what's wrong?"

As soon as Thistle Wind finished speaking, Marcos turned around and walked towards the room where the prophet was, but soon returned to Thistle Wind, with a puzzled look on his face and a hint of anger.

"Where is the original prophet? During the time I was away, you changed another one?!"

Jifeng felt a little unhappy when he saw Marcos questioning him, as if he was blaming him, but he still answered him patiently.

"The prophet has passed away, and a new prophet took over not long ago."

"died?!"

When Marcos came back from this trip, he didn't originally plan to stay any longer, he just wanted to see if the moth clan was still the same.

But as soon as he approached the resting place, he immediately noticed an extremely powerful dream energy. Although the breath was so small that it was almost nonexistent, he was still keenly caught.

"The aura of the king?!"

Marcos immediately rushed to the interior of the resting place, but no matter how close he got, the aura did not become majestic.

"What's going on? Did I make a mistake?"

As soon as the idea popped into his mind, he rejected it immediately.

As the most powerful warrior of the Moth tribe, he is one of the people in the entire tribe who is most familiar with the aura of radiation. No matter how careless he is, he will never forget this thing engraved in his bones.

"Did the king come and leave again?"

Marcos thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only possibility, so the scene just happened.

"The prophet was fine last time I came back, and his breathing was very stable. How could he die so quickly?!"

"Did someone take action against the prophet?"

Marcos's eyes flashed fiercely, and a coercion emanated from his body, waiting for Ji Feng to give him an explanation.

"You can find out if you go to the shrine yourself and ask."

Ji Feng said coldly, then stepped aside, opened the door to the cemetery, and stopped talking to Marcos.

He knew Marcos's temperament, and there were some things that only he could see with his own eyes.

After hearing this, Marcos stopped talking and disappeared from Ji Feng's eyes with a flap of his wings.

The surface of the Soul Swamp is indeed a large cemetery, but it is rare to see tombstones belonging to the Moth clan here.

It's not that they weren't buried here. If you dig deeper, you'll find another cave.

Above the pool surrounding the swamp, there is a cave opening with clear water gushing out. If you go deep inside, you can see several giant moth statues of different sizes. In front of the middle statue, there is a white stone sculpture.

That stone carving is the token left by King Bai when he incorporated the Moth tribe, the statue of the king.

Marcos appeared and glanced at it.

With a little disdain.

With his wings flapping, he gradually soared up to a giant statue. The next moment, the Dream Nail suddenly appeared in his hand and struck towards the statue.

A considerable wave of waves spread from the inside of the Colossus, pulling Marcos's soul into it.

......

"prophet!"

He saw the figure in his memory not far away at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Has my king ever returned to the tribe?"

Marcos was eager to know the answer to this question and got straight to the point when they met.

"Ah, it's Marcos. Are you back in the tribe?"

"Please answer my question!"

The prophet looked at him with a smile, looked him up and down, and then slowly spoke seriously:

"Yes, my king did come back to the tribe."

Hearing the prophet's words, Marcos's eyes showed excitement for the first time in a long time, and he couldn't wait to ask:

"Then my king... where did she go?"

The prophet was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"I do not know."

Seeing that Marcos still wanted to speak, the prophet indicated that he still had something to say.

"Just a few months ago, I often dreamed about my king, and I could feel that my king was about to wake up."

"My hunch was right, and I was very lucky because my body became the vehicle for the coming of my king."

The prophet said this with satisfaction on his face, but that was not what Marcos wanted to hear.

"Then what? You want to get to the point."

"Well, if you want to get the whereabouts of my king from me, then I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

The prophet also knew the purpose of Marcos' visit, but he couldn't help but share his joy with the warrior.

"What do you mean?"

"Since I have appeared here, you must have the answer in your mind. Even if I am a commoner, how can I accept the sacred power of my king, even if I have all the abilities?"

"I have been dead since the moment my king came, so if you want to find the answer here, I'm sorry..."

After saying that, the prophet ignored Marcos and drifted to an unknown destination alone.

Marcos's eyes were dim and unclear, and he disappeared into this world in a flash.

He has lost count of how many years he has been looking forward to it, and now he finally has an idea, but nothing happens like this.

His expectations were in vain, but he would not give up.

"King, I will definitely find you..."