Chapter 59: The Heart of the Void, Lu Zhengkang's Reincarnation, and Kui Ruo's Mind
The white palace is immersed in the clouds and smoke of dreams, and the palace buildings are separated by white clouds.
The little knight continued to go deeper, and finally flew through the clouds and arrived at the White King's palace.
The bedroom is very different from the main body of the white palace. Although the architectural style is the same, the building materials here are black and shiny, such as fine black glazed ceramics, which are deep and elegant.
Heading up the stairs to the upper level, there are corpses of the king's puppets everywhere along the way.
I don’t know what happened here, it’s lifeless.
Take the elevator straight to the top.
Walk slowly through the corridor.
In the dark and spacious hall, on a high black platform, in a throne with a deep dome, a pale king leaned slumped.
The little knight stepped onto the high platform, approached the throne, and looked at the king's remains.
Wield the Dream Nail.
"No matter what the cost" is the dream language of the White King, the obsession of the White King.
At all costs, countless containers died.
The little knight suddenly pulled the white king off the throne.
A ray of white light flew out and landed in the little knight's arms.
It's the other half of the white fragment.
The two fragments merged into one to form a complete talisman, powerful energy burst out, and the dream slowly faded away.
In the dazzling and confusing light, a line of prophecy emerged.
...Soul of Worm. Soul of Root. Heart of Void...
The combination of the first two is the soul of the king.
A holy talisman that symbolizes the union between higher beings. The holder can slowly absorb the infinite souls within it.
In addition, it can also open the way for containers to be born.
The light in the little knight's eyes faded, and he fell on the ground in the palace square. In front of him were the king's puppets and the ruins of the withered White House.
The puppet's dream seal has been broken, and the little knight can enter the White Palace again.
But there is no need to go again.
"Come to...the abyss...under the corpse...the place of birth..."
The painful torture slowly settled in the empty water-like waves, turning into gray-yellow flying catkins, clinging to the white branches, and blooming brilliant flowers.
At the bottom of the abyss, piles of corpses trembled and pitted.
The little knight jumped into it.
The broken container masks were piled up like a thick ground, with passages inside and bones on all four sides.
All kinds of horns are like weeds growing wildly.
Sad, unwilling.
Horrible and cold.
The ghost of the container blocks the way.
The void material forms a jet and blocks the passage.
There are often sharp thorns.
In this bottomless and endless darkness, every step is extremely difficult.
Finally arrived.
Abyss of abyss, hell of hell.
A cracked black egg with a visible surface.
The figure of the little knight was reflected.
He stared at his own mirror image.
Wield the Dream Nail.
Cross the black eggs.
The void explodes.
The little knight fell to the ground, his vision swallowed by darkness.
"No matter what the cost."
…
The container fell like rain.
There was a rattling sound among the corpses, and the little knight emerged from them.
In total darkness, only things a little further around are visible.
There is no light, and all he can rely on is his cloak, the emperor's wings, and the small bone nail.
The little knight came to the wall of the well and jumped up the stairs.
Little by little, step by step.
Rise, fall when short.
Bodies were flying around all the time.
Blurred dream words came from the void.
"There is no mind that can think."
up.
"There is no will to bend."
Continue upward.
"There is no cry for suffering."
Stumbling.
"Born from the hands of God and the void."
Ahead, high, still upward.
On the high platform in front of the gate.
The White King stands with the Pure Vessel.
The White King is still as thin and small as in the White Palace.
The pure container is very different from the sculptures in the City of Tears.
He is still very immature at this time, and the only difference from the little knight is that the horns on his head are longer.
The White King goes out, followed closely by the Pure Vessel.
The little knight put his hands on the edge of the high platform, his body teetering on the edge.
The pure vessel tilted its head slightly, seeming to be staring at the little knight, and also seemed to be staring at the abyss.
He turned away and left here, his footsteps crisp and strong.
The little knight weakly let go of his hand.
Fall.
The abyss trembles.
Plunged into darkness again.
…
“You will seal the blinding light that spreads the plague in people’s dreams.
You are the container.
You are the Hollow Knight."
The will of the void surged, infecting the king's soul and turning it into a black-faced and white-eyed chapter.
This is the heart of emptiness.
The emptiness hidden within is now no longer restrained. It unites the existence of nothingness under the will of the holder.
The void nature of the Knight is revealed.
He wakes up.
A cylindrical-headed vessel sat beside him.
This container is really weird.
The mask is like a long pillar with eye holes, like an evil and barbaric totem. Under the mask is a body condensed with black void matter, wearing a loose cloak and carrying a gorgeous bone nail.
The little knight stood up and walked to the container.
"You're awake, my friend."
This container can actually talk, which is even more strange.
"do you remember me?"
The little knight nodded.
Familiar pheromones, familiar tone.
It's Lu Zhengkang.
"I have seen everything you have gone through. I am the whisper that has been guiding you before." Lu Zhengkang said softly, "You did a good job. You are our pride."
Lu Zhengkang can feel the inexplicable connection between himself and the little knight, which must be the function of the Void Heart.
"You linked all the wills of the void, and I was awakened by you, otherwise I would have been sleeping until I died." Lu Zhengkang explained.
"You haven't gone to Blue Lake to visit Kui Ruo yet," Lu Zhengkang continued, "Then please return that slate to me, and I will go find him myself."
The little knight did not hand over the slate, but took out the Dream Nail and held it high.
He disappeared in the blazing dream light and teleported away through the dream portal.
Lu Zhengkang was stunned. He still had a lot to say.
…
The days of struggling in the void are not easy.
But Lu Zhengkang didn't have a deep impression of that time.
My current mood can be described as "hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my wine glass becomes turbid when I am depressed."
It's not accurate, but it does have a sense of exhaustion after all the vicissitudes of life.
He is considered a container now, but he is not a container.
It has the dual attributes of biology and void.
The new body condensed in the void has all the functions of the past, and has a powerful tolerance.
After changing my body, I have a new sense of the world.
The void is really a very strong substance, it is agile and fast, and has no physical limitations. Lu Zhengkang feels that his reaction speed is several orders of magnitude faster than before, and he may be close to the realm of a god.
Often, just by thinking in your mind, you can accomplish the desired action.
Lu Zhengkang pulled out the bone nail and waved it gently.
It is indeed different, and this feeling is getting deeper and deeper.
Reborn.
It seems to be a great success, but Lu Zhengkang knows that he only used the will of the little knight to break free from the shackles of the void. Although his body has been transformed, the dream is still deeply affected by the void. If this problem cannot be solved,
, then the power of dreams to oneself will be greatly weakened.
…
Blue Lake.
Quiro was sitting on the shore, and the little knight stood behind him at some point.
Quiro turned around and smiled: "We meet again, my little friend. I finally found inner peace here. Now I feel that I can start a new life again, maybe I should go to Ditmouth to see
, just like that friend said, I have also linked my destiny to this kingdom."
The Knight wields the Dream Nail.
Quiruo's dream said: "Monomon, is this what you want to see? I will inherit your will..."