Chapter 189 Tomorrow’s Talk: Traveler’s Dream

Chapter 189 Tomorrow’s Talk: Traveler’s Dream

The Pale King's Family Affairs.

An incarnation of a higher will who has asked his "children" to sacrifice countless times and made the statement "no sacrifice is necessary" has produced emotions that belong to mortal things.

And the knight who braved death countless times and walked on the road of sacrifice also awakened his true will in the process.

This dream is the dream of the Hollow Knight, a dream of waiting and expectation. It was not the usual dream of struggle and despair resulting from the fusion of the Pale King and the radiant dream.

It was a dream to see my father again when I woke up.

Wan Yi didn't make any comment, and looked at each other helplessly with the moth clone.

Suddenly, the world was shaken.

A golden light shone, illuminating the silver-white and black space.

His eyes were filled with light, and when he regained his vision, they appeared in a bright dreamland.

Except for the lone platform they were on, there were only endless golden clouds floating around.

A huge ball of light appeared in front of his eyes, and then he spread his wings and transformed into the complete form of a large radiant moth.

"Let! Me! Get out! Go!" He shouted in a high soprano voice.

"What's going on?" Wan Yi asked.

The Hollow Knight exists in the form of the Pale Prince. In this dream, it relies on its powerful power to directly drive radiation into the deep dream. Without a seal, this incarnation of the higher will will be unable to get up for a while.

So how did it come out now?

"The dream came to an end. The moment the pure container chose to awaken and I decided to intervene, the dream broke away from the stable reincarnation that I had determined. Now it is the consequence of the reincarnation being broken. The radiation has input more power, and it is going to be Take this dream away." The Pale King said calmly, as if he had been prepared for it.

"You already knew this." Wan Yi looked at it and said.

"This is just a dream. There are countless dreams in the world. As long as the radiation doesn't take advantage of it, it doesn't matter if you give it that dream."

The essence of the Pale King is still a higher will, and it is remarkable to be able to awaken a trace of family affection, but other than that, its persistence and ruthlessness will not change.

Suddenly, Wan Yi felt a cold feeling in his hands.

The badge given by the void appeared in the hand at some point. Immediately afterwards, the golden color of the world suddenly dimmed, and more dark void liquid began to rise, directly turning the platform under the sea into a sea of ​​shadow.

The tendrils of the void danced with fangs and claws, trying to reach everything on the platform.

The Pale King uses his own power to flick away the surrounding tendrils.

The radiation shined brightly, shattering the surrounding void.

Only Wan Yi was immersed in the void, but was not harmed by the void, but his body was also wrapped in the void.

He became the shadow of a cockroach.

At this moment, his outline seemed to have completely transformed into a cockroach. He no longer had the cute appearance, but was filled with the greed and malice towards existence like Void.

"Void, as expected, will not let go of this place." The Pale King said.

Suddenly, the little knight in front of him rushed into the void.

After taking off his cloak and mask, he became a different shadow. Countless void tendrils spread out from his body to push away the strange void and grab Wan Yi and pull him out.

Wan Yi's hateful appearance faded away, and he returned to his two-headed body and said helplessly: "Actually, I have a way, but forget it, I'm quite happy that you took the initiative to pull me out."

There was a shadow of the little knight's outline in front of him, and those big white eyes looked straight at Wan Yi.

Wan Yi looked behind him, and the void liquid condensed into the outline of a higher being.

It was even bigger than it was on the theater stage, and the void tentacles on its body were even more frantic, looking greedily at all the beings in front of it.

"This is different from what was promised. I didn't ask you to come out." Wan Yi said.

The void focusing body stretched out its claws and had no intention of communicating. In other words, Wan Yi couldn't receive it even after communicating, so it was assumed that there was no communication.

"Great Pale King, what you just said means that this dream doesn't matter to you. Won't you interfere with this matter and let other wills compete for this dream?" Wan Yi's The tone suddenly switched to a somewhat exaggerated dramatic tone.

The Pale King nodded: "Yes."

"In that case... let me lift the final curtain for this dream!"

Wan Yi suddenly showed a nasty smile and raised his hand.

Dong Dong... Dong Dong!

The heartbeat sounded.

A scarlet heart hangs high in the sky. There are many faces on the heart, watching everything below.

"Heart of Nightmare..." The Pale King said.

Another high-level will has joined, but even so, it is still not enough in the face of the Void Focus that uses the Heart of the Void to launch a full-scale invasion.

When it has developed to this point, it's not so much that the Pale King doesn't want to take care of it, it's more that even he can't stop it.

Is this what Wan Yi relies on?

of course not.

When had Wan Yi ever relied on these unreliable high positions?

He's had enough!

After entering this boundary, higher-level beings arranged things for him with their own thoughts! How can you put on a successful drama with so many thoughts?

"Higher will form rewriting." Wan Yi said slowly.

The next moment, the heart of nightmare turned into countless scarlet flames and rushed into Wan Yi's body.

Then, Wan Yi's figure began to split.

What he really has to rely on is himself.

What split off was not Wanyi, but cockroaches one by one.

Different from the past, cockroaches regenerate cockroaches and continue to divide. With Wan Yi as the source, the cockroaches below continue to divide!

These cockroaches are "clones", but they are not clones generated by Wan Yi's own abilities.

Use the Nightmare Heart, a person of higher will in the dream world, to extract the clustered thinking in Wan Yi's mind and change the shape of the nightmare in this world.

It is the untouchable taboo of this dream: the black wind, the nightmare cockroach.

The Nightmare Cockroach looks like a cockroach, but in fact it is just an alternative creature that retains an oval appearance and has six line-like legs and long antennae. It does not completely reproduce the realistic cockroach structure.

These cockroaches are all the trivial fragments of Wan Yi's daily thoughts.

In this dream, it was transformed into a nightmare and appeared, and according to its original characteristics, it continued to divide and replicate itself.

The number of cockroaches quickly exceeded the upper limit of the platform created by the radiation and began to burrow into the surrounding sea of ​​shadow.

Then they started eating.

Eat the sea of ​​shadows, eat the only light, chew up everything here and turn it into nutrients.

"Then..." Wan Yi said, turning to look at the Pale King.

At this moment, his figure was no longer a two-headed cockroach, but changed back to his original human form. He leaned back and looked at the Pale King, saying:

"This dream belongs to me."

Everything came to an abrupt end.

…

The white palace shook violently, and a large number of black cockroaches crawled out of the black eggs in front of them.

Cullom looked at this scene in shock, without reacting at all, and was directly covered by the tide of cockroaches.

It felt no pain, but stared blankly at these black creatures crawling on its body.

"The black wind...is indeed...you..." After saying this, its consciousness fell into darkness.

Outside, the black wind appeared again, emerging from the sewers of the City of Tears.

Wan Yi's normal clone's mind fragments are constantly being separated into nightmare cockroaches that eat everything around him.

All of this became a true black wind, gradually sweeping through the entire Hallownest.

The whole dream started to unravel, and then...

…

Cullom woke up with a start, and found himself lying outside the palace square. Everything was as usual, the broken square, the ruins of the palace, and the dry door.

"Huh? What's wrong? What happened?" It looked around.

Suddenly, it heard a noise beside it and realized it was the Little Knight.

The little knight seemed to have just gotten up and was looking at his hands, looking at them repeatedly, and finally raised his head and looked at Cullom.

They stared at each other for a long time, and after Cullom said a few unilateral words, he prepared to return the way he came.

The two returned to the City of Tears, and met Quirrel at a rest stop in front of a building under the never-ending rain.

It is sitting on a bench with a "hat" on its head.

"Hi, hello. It's nice to see you again. I just came back from my teacher's archives. I was shocked to find that the plague infection was gone. I walked for a long time because I felt a little tired and wanted to stay here. I took a rest on a bench, and then I seemed to fall asleep. It seemed like I had a nightmare. I can’t remember the content. I just felt tired when I woke up, but I felt refreshed and refreshed." Kui Ruo said.

"Hello Mr. Quirrel, have you met your teacher?" Cullom asked.

Kui Ruo paused for a moment, then said: "Yes, I saw it."

"Is it still okay?"

"Hahaha, it is fine. It just started to live in seclusion as it got older and did some observation and research on weekdays. It gave me its favorite mask, hoping to give me strength and support in my future journey. "Qui Ruo gestured to his hat, which turned out to be a mask that was a bit too big for it.

"Well, it's very suitable." Cullom said, wearing the big mask as a hat is indeed suitable.

"What about you? What else did you encounter on your journey?" Queruo asked.

Cullom and the little knight looked at each other, sat down next to Quirrel, and began to tell the story of their journey.

After telling the story for a long time, Quiro said with some emotion: "The Pale King is no longer here, but the plague infection has also been eliminated by you. You are the great heroes of Hallownest."

Cullom said: "I just fell asleep outside and didn't do anything at all. It's all the credit of the little knight."

The little knight didn't look sideways, but shook his head slightly.

I don’t understand, but it has been so silent, which can only be regarded as modesty.

"Then, I want to take another look at Hallownest after this chaos subsides. I hope we can meet each other on the road in the future. Then tell me a story about your travels?" Quiruo said with a smile.

"Well, goodbye, Mr. Quirrel," said Coulom.

Quiro left, and the young knight and Chrom sat on the bench and rested for a long time.

Suddenly, the little knight jumped down and walked in one direction, walking very fast.

Cullom realized something and immediately shouted: "Goodbye, little knight!"

The little knight paused slightly.

"I will become a qualified warrior next time we meet! Then let's go on another journey together!"

The knight raised the bone spike, waved it in response, and then walked away.

Cullom stared at the rain in front of him in silence, and finally stood up from the bench and left in the rain.

…

Mantis Village, deep inside.

Ding!

Four circular flying blades collided and passed by each other, and three figures quickly overlapped and collided with each other.

Bang!

The two mantis lords were knocked out and returned to their seats.

The last three mantis lords looked at the young mantis in front of them in disbelief. They stood up from their seats and saluted him.

Cullom returned the favor, then turned and left.

In the process, the wings that had shrunk to the point of being unable to support flight completely fell off and fell to the ground.

It is now accepted into Mantis Village, but it has no intention of staying.

Quiro's original words and the vague voice in his ears told it that it shouldn't stop.

A nightmare seems to have taken away something. It is not heartbreaking to lose, but it feels like that thing may be indispensable.

It wants to continue its journey, encounter more insects, and try to find out what this feeling is.

…

"Oh, it's you, the silent little man, leaving Hallownest?"

The town in front of the Corpse Hill seemed to have a bit more insect energy at this time, and warm lights lit up in some rooms.

It was the mayor bug who stopped the little knight.

The little knight said nothing and looked at the old bug.

"You still don't like to talk. There was a traveler before who was more eloquent than you. He was about the same height as you." The old bug said, "By the way, I had a nightmare. I can't remember what it was exactly, but when I woke up Afterwards, I felt that all the depression was behind me and I felt much more comfortable.”

"I heard that the Holy War is over? Thank God, all the bugs in the town are back. It seems that I don't have to live my whole life in a town where I am the only bug."

The old Chongzi was in a happy mood and said a lot of things at once.

The little knight still looked at it quietly without responding. Even so, the old bug was already very satisfied.

It has said many similar things to the other bugs that woke up in the town, and the other bugs are tired of hearing it.

"Haha, I'm glad you can listen to what I have to say. I should have gone back to do some work, but I seem to have become accustomed to standing here. Every time I am free in the future, I will stand here and pass by Travelers talk about these things."

After the old bug was satisfied, he sent his blessings to the young knight who was about to leave.

The knight nodded in response and left the small town called Dirtmouth.

After passing the fork in the road, it glanced at the storm falling to the ground in the distance.

However, the "Storm Falling to the Ground" nameplate has been crossed out.

Because the storm on the mountain had dissipated, the old bug said he wanted to give it a more auspicious name.

It's a pity that the creepy name "Mound of Corpses" cannot be changed. We can only wait until Hallownest is fully restored in the future, and other bugs will clean up these truly piled up corpses.

The Knight walked on the Hill of Corpses, preparing to leave Hallownest.

Rustling, rustling...

A strange sound sounded.

The little knight stopped and turned his head.

A sneaky black oval-shaped creature was spotted.

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