My Doomsday Simulator Game

"Holly, you stay here. I'll take the guests to see Her Royal Highness the Princess. Remember, don't run around." Haisha said.

"Got it, got it." Holli suddenly felt bored, waved his arms, and walked away.

"May I ask what the princess's name is?" Su Hong and Haisha walked into the corridor leading to the depths together.

"Cecilia."

Haisha answered without looking back, "Descendants of the Sun Royal Family have no surnames. This is determined by the Sun King, unless the descendants are willing to voluntarily withdraw from the royal family."

Su Hong asked: "I have heard others mention the Corona Bloodline more than once along the way. What exactly is the Corona Bloodline?"

"This is not a secret."

A ray of light flew out from Haisha, lighting up the wall. On the mural, a strong man like a lion, holding a dark heavy sword, his deep eyes piercing through the drawing paper.

Su Hong's eyes lit up, and he felt as if the man on the mural had come alive. His majestic aura of looking down upon the world was fully revealed, and his eyes were burning like flames, becoming bright and energetic, as if he could appear in front of them at any time.

Haisha introduced softly, "This is the first generation of the Sun King, the great pioneering Holy King."

"His Majesty the Holy King rose from humble beginnings, pioneered the wild land, established national boundaries, searched for the sun tree species in the east, and protected the kingdom with the Heavenly Gate. He became famous among all the countries because he killed the Red Dragon King."

"Later, he suppressed all the kings with his own strength in the War of Kings, and ended the chaotic plain war ahead of time."

"Later magicians believed that although His Majesty the Holy King was not a descendant of the goddess and did not possess any divinity, he had pioneered the king to the end, and the power and kingly power remained in his blood, allowing the descendants of the Sun Royal Family in later generations to be born sacred and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun."

"And this only existing king bloodline was named the Corona Bloodline by the Chronicler."

Su Hong was slightly shocked when he heard this. He ended the War of Kings with his own strength. The remaining power in his bloodline alone could be passed down to the present. How terrible this power must be.

But after a little thought, he had doubts in his heart, "I still have a lot of doubts. If the Sun King is really so powerful, why can't he live to this day? Logically speaking, for such an existence, life span should not be a problem."

Haisha understood that he was a foreigner and didn't understand the etiquette of the Sun Country, so she didn't care about his impoliteness in his words. She just explained lightly: "His Majesty the Holy King is not dead. To be precise, no one knows whether he is dead or not. It's just that the royal family later announced that His Majesty the Holy King was missing."

"Missing?" Su Hong was puzzled. There were too many doubts. How could such a king disappear so easily?

Haisha reminded calmly, "Don't forget, the goddess who ruled the plains also disappeared in this way. There may be secrets hidden in it, but it is no longer something we can explore."

"So..." Su Hong recalled that Girard did mention the sudden disappearance of the goddess, which made him inexplicably think of the people who disappeared at the beginning of the doomsday. Their disappearance seemed to be related to the disaster.

Could it be that they all touched the taboo of the disaster?

He shook his head. There was still too little information to analyze any useful intelligence.

Haisha suddenly turned and looked at him, "Knight, you have to go on alone on the next road."

"The princess's palace is surrounded by flames, and we can't get in."

"Maybe you have a way."

After saying that, Haisha walked straight through the wall and left the corridor.

"So what is going on inside?"

Su Hong thought for a while, continued to move forward, and soon walked out of the corridor and saw the flames burning outside the glass window.

A wall of fire blocked his way. The place in front seemed to be a garden a long time ago. He could vaguely see the flower pavilion and the dry fountain behind the flames when he stood at the door.

"This flame..."

Su Hong felt the orange-yellow flame in front of him. Its temperature was not high, but rather warm. The wood burned by it seemed to have gained some kind of vitality, and it still maintained a fresh yellow wax surface.

"The flames of the descendants of the Sun Royal Family seem to have a kind of vitality."

He carefully reached out to touch the flames, and the iron knuckles and his fingers went straight through the flames and entered inside. Nothing unusual happened. He even felt that the flames in front of him were like a visual illusion, as if they did not exist at all.

"It seems that it is not as dangerous as Haisha said."

Su Hong stepped forward, and his whole body walked into the flames, and was gradually engulfed by the flames, and his figure disappeared.

Soon after he left, Haisha's figure appeared in the slightly bright corridor.

The woman clasped her hands together and prayed, her face solemn, as if she was performing some major ceremony.

...

In the Flame Garden, Su Hong walked on the gravel road, with wild grass growing wildly on both sides, and the sky covered by thick vines was like a wandering giant snake.

Such a vibrant scene and the flames of destruction burning everywhere are actually at peace, as if they exist in different time and space, but just throw the phantom into reality.

Compared to the Blazing Heart Flame, the flames Su Hong saw now seemed more magical, which made him curious about Princess Cecilia in the depths of the palace.

Soon, the road came to an end. The messy site during the rebellion was covered with weeds and trees. In front of him, there were only two palace gates that were not covered by green plants and flames.

"Knight..." The ethereal call sounded from Su Hong's ears. His mind moved and he showed a puzzled look.

He felt that the voice sounded very familiar, as if he had heard it before.

"Come here... I need you..."

Su Hong calmed down and pressed his hands on the palace gate. His arm muscles exerted force, and the heavy gate slowly opened. The flames slightly illuminated the dark palace.

He looked forward from the broken and messy floor. A dark body kneeling on the ground first entered his field of vision. The body stretched its arms forward, as if it was grabbing something when it was alive.

Continuing to look forward, Su Hong saw golden flowers growing on the ground. They grew on green vines and spread everywhere.

At the end of the vibrant green vines, a white dress appeared in Su Hong's eyes like a blooming white rose.

On the classical chair, the woman lowered her head, letting the green vines and golden flowers climb her star-like hair and white and rosy skin. The flower vines were like gorgeous and precious ornaments that embellished her beautifully.

This scene was as beautiful as an oil painting, as if the goddess of nature lowered her noble head and kissed all living beings, which made people unable to have a blasphemous heart.

Su Hong was stunned for a moment, then continued to move forward.

When he got closer, he found that there was a big hole in the woman's heart. There was no blood inside, and the green vines and golden flowers grew from there.

"Princess Cecilia?" Su Hong tried to greet her.