Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Chapter 671 A good harvest, right?

The moment I stepped out of the dimensional barrier, an indescribable sense of oppression came over me.

A core coin, trembling violently, appeared before Luo Zhen's eyes.

Without thinking twice, Luo Zhen instinctively reached out and grabbed the core coin.

'It's so hot.'

The moment Luo Zhen held the Core coin, it felt as if he were holding a small sun.

The spilled energy is running rampant throughout this core coin.

It's like a balloon that's been blown up to its limit.

It looked as if it might explode at any moment.

Purple desire energy coiled around Luo Zhen's arm.

Since obtaining the power of desire, Luo Zhen hasn't used it very often.

More often than not, it's a passive counterattack.

But now...

"Om-"

A strange sound rang out.

With the reinforcement of the power of desire, the core coin slowly stabilized.

Luo Zhen didn't rush to examine the core coin in his hand, but instead looked up at the enormous Void God before him.

To be honest, if Luo Zhen hadn't known this beforehand, he would have found it hard to connect this Void God, who exuded a terrifying aura, with that little knight who always kept to himself.

Looking at the 'tiny' human before him, the Void God's eyes flickered with an uncertain light.

I don't know what he's thinking about.

Beneath their feet, the abyss seemed to expand even faster.

Outside, a dark abyss surges up from beneath Hallownest.

Royal Sewers, Fools' Arena, The Deep Nest, The Hive, City of Tears...

One by one, the places where the little knights once trod and fought were swallowed by the abyss and plunged into darkness.

"........."

In Dirtmouth, the old village chief lowered his head, looking at the white flower in his hand, lost in thought.

For the old village chief, this dilapidated village was his everything.

This village was abandoned a long time ago.

One by one, the young people from the village descended into Holy Nest, saying they were going to seek the glory of the past.

But most of them never returned.

Gradually, the village was deserted.

Until one day, a small figure wearing a pale mask came to this village.

He never speaks, nor does he express his emotions.

They would just keep going down to the abandoned crossroads, and then come back after a while.

In the old village chief's eyes, the abandoned crossroads was already a very far place; he had never imagined anything further.

One day, a locked room in the village was opened.

That small figure returned in a long-abandoned tram.

Upon returning, he still did not express his emotions, but simply sat quietly on the cold bench to rest.

The old village chief would occasionally use a thin blanket to shield him from the wind.

Gradually, more and more people joined the village.

It seems that everyone gathered here because of his presence.

The old village chief felt a deep connection to this small figure.

One day, this tiny figure came to find me, holding a small white flower.

The old village chief was very surprised at the time.

This was the first time he had seen this small figure clearly express his emotions and will.

Compared to his cold and empty demeanor in the past, he seemed more real back then, more like a living being.

In fact, the old village chief had occasionally heard snippets of information about that small figure from Sly.

It seems to be some kind of container, a product of the void, a work of the White King.

Actually, the old village chief didn't really like this title.

In his eyes, that small figure was no different from the young people in the village in the past.

She's just not very good at expressing herself.

On one occasion, that small figure went down to the abandoned crossroads and didn't return for a long time.

The old village chief waited and waited, seemingly anticipating something.

But the small figure still did not appear.

Just when hope was about to fade away, the little knight appeared.

He looks exactly the same as he did back then.

After arriving in the village, I sat quietly on a bench, looked at the map for a long time, and listened to myself muttering to myself for a long time.

He then chose to go down into that terrifying world.

The old village chief was already used to this.

But what puzzled the old village chief was that when he left, that small figure gave him a thumbs up.

Then turned and left.

At that moment, the old village chief suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was as if that little figure would never return this time.

He really wanted to call out to the other person and tell them not to go.

But looking at the little knight's retreating figure, he said nothing.

Some people are destined to go far away.

Now, the old village chief silently looked at the white flower in his hand, seemingly unconcerned about the dark curtain of the sky tilting down above him.

Judging from the current situation, there is a cascading force of void above, and a surging abyss below.

It seems this world is truly beyond saving.

But the old village chief didn't care.

His world was desolate after all the young people in the village disappeared and never returned, leaving him all alone in the village.

But the arrival of the little knight brought a glimmer of hope to his desolate world.

If the little knight did save anyone along the way, the old village chief was definitely the first one he saved.

"?"

Suddenly, the old village chief noticed that the flower in his hand seemed to be shimmering with light, as if it were breathing.

The dark curtain in the sky also trembled, creating a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

Not only the old village chief, but the other flowers that the little knight sent out also shone brightly as the sky trembled.

As the light reached its peak, the black curtain in the sky shattered.

A ray of bright moonlight pierced through the shattered black curtain and clouds and fell to the ground.

The old village chief looked up at the sky in shock.

This is.........

moonlight?

In Hallownest, light is never a very good ranking.

After all, there is a god who spreads the plague of light.

Staring blankly at the sky, a hint of confusion flashed in the old village chief's eyes.

He couldn't understand the situation, nor did he know what had happened.

But he had a vague feeling that it was related to that small figure, and he was very willing to believe that the small figure was the hero who saved them.

Above the God's Abode, Luo Zhen sat on the edge of the platform, looking at the Core Coin in his hand.

At this point, the design on the core coin had completely changed.

On the deep black coin, a deity is depicted.

In Luo Zhen's other hand, a platinum and gold core coin appeared.

It is engraved with the image of the ancient god Radiance.

"The harvest is good."

Looking at the core coin in his hand, Luo Zhen said in a low voice.

"right?"

Turning to the little knight beside him, Luo Zhen asked.

The little knight gave a thumbs-up in agreement.

Chapter 672 Kuzue Hirota: Please keep this trial card safe.

Let's rewind a few minutes—

"boom--"

The Void God, exuding a terrifying aura, wildly attacked everything around him with his tentacles.

The energy accumulated within the little knight as he leaped from a vessel to a Void God is self-evident.

Originally, during the challenges at the Divine Abode, the statue belonging to the little knight would change after each time he defeated a powerful enemy.

From the initial container statues, to the later statues floating in the air waving tentacles, to the final Void God.

Each battle allowed the little knight to accumulate the foundation to become a god.

Later, during the battle with Radiance, the abyss surged forth, and the power of the void poured into the little knight's body in one go, forging the Void God.

However, at this moment, the little knight's own will had been overridden by the will of the Void God, or rather, the little knight's own will, born through the power of the Void, had been contained by the Abyss.

The Void God was born through the opportunity presented by the Little Knight, but He is more like a manifestation of the will of the Abyss.

Otherwise, given the little knight's own will, he wouldn't have made the move to let the abyss swallow the world.

It's as if the god of light spreads the plague of light throughout the world, infecting people with this terrifying disease in their dreams.

The god representing the void wanted the abyss to engulf the entire world, plunging it into eternal darkness.

Before the Void God, a figure stood proudly, like a great hero in ancient mythology who rebelled against the gods.

Kuuga-AgitΩ-Gaim

This combo that Luo Zhen had used once before was used again.

Ancient human warriors, who inherited the power of light and rebelled against the gods, and the gods themselves.

This combination seems quite interesting for dealing with God.

The moment Luo Zhen completed his transformation, a man dressed in a white robe in the peculiar space was slightly taken aback.

The butterfly that lingered on my fingertip seemed to sense something and fluttered away, leaving behind a faintly shimmering path of particles.