Chapter 65: Desperate radiance

　　 Hollow Knight's orange-red eyelet flashed black light.
　　The will of the pure container is resisting the manipulation of radiation.
　　 Those terrible offensives before were all used by Radiant under the guise of a pure container body.
　　 For the same mission, as a hollow knight of the previous generation, he would not attack his own clan, on the contrary, he would try his best to help the little knight and Lu Zhengkang.
　　 However, the pure container is getting old after all. After a long struggle with Radiant, his rock-solid will was broken.
　　A container without thought is a good container.
　　 Creatures with thoughts have their greatest weakness, unable to withstand the erosion of radiation.
　　 For pure containers, thought is a stain.
　　 But he is alive after all.
　　 If you are alive, you can think.
　　 Thinking is the source of all suffering, but often suffering is the ultimate pursuit of thinking.
　　 The will of the pure container was suppressed again, and the radiant light took control of the hollow knight's body.
　　 This time he stared at Lu Zhengkang closely.
　　 Lu Zhengkang also stared at him.
　　 His mask.
　　 Earlier, the irradiated violent will had knocked the pure container through the crack.
　　 Now that he suffered a violent blow from Lu Zhengkang, although his body was intact, the crack widened.
　　The fragments of the mask shook off like bone meal.
　　The essence of dreams oozes from it.
　　 This means that there is a loophole in the impenetrable dream seal of a pure container!
　　 Now the little knight can enter his dreamland and challenge Radiant!
　　 Lu Zhengkang turned his head and asked the little knight: "Are you ready to face your ultimate destiny?"
　　 The little knight also saw the crack and nodded slightly.
　　 "Okay, I will contain him, you take the opportunity to enter the dream."
　　 The next moment, Lu Zhengkang put aside the bone nails in his hand, teleported behind the Hollow Knight, his arms opened, and a sealing spell spread, restraining the Hollow Knight.
　　 "Quick! His resistance is fierce!"
　　 The little knight rushed forward.
　　 Dream nails waved gently.
　　 "飒"
　　……
　　 The golden world.
　　 The vast and magnificent dreamland.
　　 The little knight stood on a gorgeous and graceful platform square.
　　 In the distant stratum clouds, there is a brilliant sun.
　　 That is radiation.
　　 That forgotten light.
　　 One of the highest ancient gods in the holy nest.
　　 The little knight jumped onto the suspended platform above his head, pulled out the bone nail, and challenged the radiance.
　　 The sun on the other side of that day expands freely, transforming into a pair of stretched wings, extending up and down out of the body, and he is approaching, as if the gods descended to the earth.
　　 The golden light faded, and the radiant light revealed its true face.
The whole body is white without any dust, the three spikes on the top of the head are like a crown, the deep face is inlaid with a pair of golden eyes, shining brightly, the chest and abdomen are thick and soft like clouds, the back is winged, the vast and permanent, the legs are like White jade pieces, merged upright.
　　 There is no imperfect creature.
　　A creature made up of light.
　　 The piercing gaze wheel rotates behind him, and the divinity is just like.
　　 He uttered a long sound like a flute, proudly facing the challenge.
　　 The suspended platform dissipated, and the little knight fell back to the square.
　　 The radiant body hangs high above the head, the wings are slightly fanned, the sky is bright and the long sword falls straight down like an iron wall.
　　 The little knight stood in the gap of the long sword array, but avoided the domineering blow.
　　 But as the light flickered, long swords converged from all directions, and it hit like a tsunami.
　　 The little knight jumped up and down, dodged from left to right, and danced between the blades.
　　The second blow of radiant light followed one after another, and a golden wall of light moved straight over from the edge of the platform. The burning air made a hissing sound, and there was no way to avoid it.
　　 The little knight rushed to the wall of light, and a shadowy charge floated behind the wall of light.
　　The radiant light inflamed its wings and teleported to the top of the little knight's head, with golden light in his eyes blooming, and several laser beams were scattered scattered, and in conjunction with the ubiquitous swordsman, the little knight's dodge room was further compressed.
Suddenly, the little knight seized the opportunity, and a darkness fell to the ground, and the void shock wave recoiled and radiated light. At the same time, the little knight entered the soul state of immune attack, and hurriedly released three abyssal screams, and the ghost of Da Peng Da Peng rushed from his mask. Come out, these ghosts are black and white, like a secluded lotus half dyed with blue silk, with a passionate and unrestrained posture, mixed with terrifying howls.
The prototype of this spell is Soul Scream. The creator is a certain dead snail shaman. The little knight obtained it from a hill full of plants in the valley of fog, and then at the bottom of the abyss, it blended with the power of the void ghost and melted. Make a more deadly screaming abyss.
　　 The radiant light was hit by this terrifying pure energy attack, and the divine body dimmed slightly, but it lighted up again in an instant.
　　 He seemed to be irritated, his wings slammed, and a large number of white ground thorns protruded from the ground of the square, completely disappearing from the stand.
　　 The little knight can only stab the ground to take advantage of his strength, flying in the air, and avoiding the steady flow of sword stabs, walls of light, and light beams.
　　 This is a totally unreasonable situation.
　　 It is no wonder that with the power of a pure container, it can only contain the radiation, not kill him.
Finally, although the little knight has done his best, he was pierced by a long sword during a short interval after a shadow charge, nailed to the ground, and the ground pierced through his thin back and pierced in front of him. Out.
　　 Several more lightsabers pierced the little knight's body one after another, almost covering him.
　　 torso, limbs, and even head.
　　 The little knight is completely immobile. U U Reading www.uukanshu.cOM
　　 The power of radiant light ran away in his body.
　　 The mask is shattering.
　　 Pain.
　　 It hurts too much.
　　……
　　 Sure enough, mundane can’t kill the gods?
　　 Will the hard heart of the little knight shed bitter tears?
　　 At the last moment of the passing of life, even if it is time, it will open a side to the dying, allowing him to feel the miracle and splendor of the world's movement.
　　 The little knight knew he was dying.
　　 The pure container is a complete body, and he is stronger than the little knight.
　　 And what does the little knight have?
　　He is just one of the many discarded defective products.
　　His fate, his ending, is no different from the endless wreckage under the abyss.
　　 He has been struggling for so long, is it just a doll on the stage of the God of Destiny who works hard to perform?
　　 With my eyes open, I saw that the radiant world, the golden scenery is so pure and beautiful, so brilliant and magnificent, and so yearning.
　　 But this light is so abominable to the void creation.
　　 The eyes of the little knight’s mask were opened blankly.
　　 His thinking sinks into the bottom of his heart.
　　 In the small, thin darkness.
　　 Mission failure is a foregone conclusion.
　　 He is still the poor little guy, hiding in his insignificant inner world, his immature mind is hidden in that dark and humid corner.
　　 in a trance.
　　 There are countless people in his ear and whispered:
　　 "There is no will to submit"
　　 "There is no sound of crying over suffering"
　　 "You will kill the blind light!"
　　 "You are a container!"
　　 "You are a hollow knight!"
　　 Void erupts!