Break Through the Steam Game Library

The White Palace is infiltrated in the clouds of the dream, and the palace buildings are separated by white clouds.

The little Knight continued to go deep, and finally, he flew over the clouds and arrived at the palace of the white king.

The main body of the palace is very different from that of the White Palace. Although the architectural style comes down in one continuous line, the building materials here are black and bright, such as good black glazed ceramics, deep and elegant.

Along the steps to the upper level, along the way are the remains of the king's puppets.

I don't know what happened here. There's no life.

Take the elevator straight up to the top.

Walk slowly through the corridor.

In the dark and spacious hall, on the black platform, in the deep throne of the dome, a pale King reclined.

The little Knight stepped on the high platform, approached the throne and looked at the remains of the king.

Wave the nail of dream.

"At all costs" white king's dream, white king's obsession.

Countless containers died at all costs.

The little Knight tore the White King off his throne.

A white light flew out and landed in the arms of the little knight.

It's the white fragment of the other half.

The two pieces of debris unite to form a complete talisman. Powerful energy bursts out and dreams fade away.

In the dazzling light, a line of prophecy emerged.

…… The soul of WOM. The soul of the root. Empty heart

The combination of the first two is the soul of the king.

It is a holy talisman symbolizing the union between higher beings. The holder can slowly absorb the infinite soul.

In addition, it can open the way of container birth.

The light in front of the little Knight's eyes faded away. He fell on the ground of the Palace Square. In front of him was the puppet of the king and the ruins of the withered White House.

The dream seal of the puppet has been broken, and the little knight can enter the white palace again.

But there is no need to go again.

"Come on The abyss Under the corpse The place of birth... "

The torment of pain slowly precipitates in the waves of void like water, turns into gray yellow catkins, clings to the white branches, and blooms brightly.

At the bottom of the abyss, the pile of corpses trembled and hollowed.

The little Knight jumped in.

The surface of the broken container is piled up like heavy earth, with channels inside and bones on the four walls.

All kinds of horns, like wild weeds.

Sad and unwilling.

Terror, cold.

The ghost of the container gets in the way.

The void material forms a jet, blocking the channel.

There are often sharp thorns.

In this endless darkness, every step is extremely difficult.

Finally.

The abyss of the abyss, the hell of hell.

A cracked black egg with a visible surface.

The figure of the little knight was reflected.

He looks at his own mirror.

Wave the nail of dream.

Across the black egg.

The void erupted.

The little Knight fell to the ground and his sight was engulfed by the darkness.

"Whatever the cost."

……

The container fell like rain.

The corpses creaked, and the little Knight came out.

In total darkness, only a little distance around things visible.

Without light, the only things you can rely on are your cape, the emperor's wings, and that little bone nail.

The little Knight came to the well wall and jumped up the steps.

Little by little, little by little.

Up, down.

The body flies down from the side all the time.

The dream language of the void.

"There is no mind to think about."

Up.

"There is no will to yield."

Keep going up.

"There is no cry for suffering."

Stumble.

"Born in the hand of God and void."

Front, high, still up.

On the high platform in front of the gate.

White king and pure container stand.

The white king is still so thin and small, just like the White Palace.

The pure container is quite different from the sculpture of the city of tears.

He was still very young at this time. The only difference between him and the little knight was that his horns were longer.

The white king went out and followed him.

The little knight was on the edge of the platform with both hands, and his body was about to fall.

Pure container slightly side head, seems to be staring at the little knight, also seems to be looking at the abyss.

He didn't turn his head and left here, with clear and powerful footsteps.

The little Knight let go feebly.

Fall.

The abyss shakes.

Fall into the dark again.……

"You will seal the blinding light of pestilence in the dreams of all.

You are the container.

You are the empty knight. "

the spirit of the king was infected by the rising will of the void and turned into a chapter with black face and white eyes.

This is the heart of emptiness.

The void hidden inside is no longer constrained. It unites the nihility under the will of the holder.

The emptiness of the little knight is revealed.

He woke up.

A cylindrical container sat next to him.

This container is really weird.

The mask is like a long column with eyes, like a totem of evil and barbarism. Under the mask is a body condensed by black void material, wearing a loose cape and carrying a gorgeous bone nail.

The little Knight stood up and went to the container.

"You wake up. My friend

It's even more strange that this container can talk.

"Do you remember me?"

The little Knight nodded.

Familiar pheromone, familiar tone.

It's Lu Zhengkang.

"I see what you've been through, and I'm the whispering voice that guided you all the time." Lu Zhengkang said softly, "you did a good job. You are our pride. "

Lu Zhengkang can feel his inexplicable connection with the little knight, which must be the function of the void heart.

"You linked all the void will, I was awakened by you, otherwise I would have been sleeping until I died." Lu Zhengkang explained.

"You haven't been to blue lake to see Quirrell," Lu continued, "then please give me that stone slab. I'll go to see him myself."

The little Knight did not hand over the slate, but took out the nail of the dream and raised it high.

He disappeared in the blazing light of the dream and sent away through the door of the dream.

Lu Zhengkang was stunned. He still had a lot to say.

……

It's not easy to struggle in the void.

But Lu Zhengkang didn't have a deep impression on that time.

Now the mood can be used "difficult bitter hate complex frost temples, down and out new stop turbid wine cup." To describe.

It's not accurate, but it does have a sense of fatigue after many vicissitudes.

He's a container now, but not a container.

It has the dual attributes of biology and void.

The new body of void condensation has all the functions of the past, and has a strong inclusiveness.

A new body, a new sense of the world.

Void is really a strong material. It's sensitive and quick. There's no limit on physical strength. Lu Zhengkang feels that his reaction speed is several orders of magnitude faster than before. Maybe he is close to the realm of God.

Often is in the mind thought moves, can complete the movement which wants.

Lu Zhengkang pulled out the bone nail and waved it gently.

It's really different. It's getting deeper and deeper.

It's completely new.

It seems to be a great success, but Lu Zhengkang knows that he is just breaking free from the shackles of the void by the will of the little knight. Although his body has been transformed, his dream is still deeply affected by the void. If you can't solve this problem, then dreams will greatly weaken your power.

……

Blue lake.

Quirrell sat on the shore, and the little Knight stood behind him at some time.

Quirrell turned and said with a smile, "we meet again, my little friend. I finally found peace of mind here. Now I feel like I can start a new life again. Maybe I should go to detemus. As my friend said, I also link my destiny to this kingdom. "

The little Knight waved the nail of dream.

Quirrell said in his dream, "is that what you want to see, monomon? I will inherit your will... "