My Doomsday Simulator Game

The altar has the color of flames, but its shape is bound and fixed into a shape that humans can understand. Every flow of flames represents a certain magic pattern. Under the changes, mysterious power is brewing.

The power of flames is not only destruction. Su Hong also feels nature, rebirth, protection... Different wills and powers blend together. The flame altar is like a polymer of heroic will, silently telling the vicissitudes of history and years.

"Is this the altar that Harland said?"

Su Hong looked into the fire altar. In the middle of the fixed flames, there was a wisp of floating flames. This seemed to be the only one he could touch.

"The flame of the sun..."

Su Hong took a deep breath and walked to the fire altar. "Then let's see what kind of changes you can bring to me."

He reached his hand into the fire altar. The naturally swaying flames were attracted and climbed to the back of his hand, instantly igniting his body.

"Pain!" Su Hong's pupils shrank. He could feel the power of destruction lingering around his body, destroying everything, like countless barbed needles piercing his flesh and pulling out again and again. The repeated pulling pain and the burning pain intertwined together, challenging his nerves.

Boom! The sun flame shone brightly, enveloping all his perceptions.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a real sea of ​​fire, his body burning like a piece of charcoal, blending with the sea of ​​fire.

The flame blurred his perception of time. It was unknown how long it took for him to regain consciousness from his trance. He raised his hand and saw that his body had turned into a transparent flame. The blood vessels inside were clearly visible, but the blood vessels were not blood, but magma-like liquid. Its light was more dazzling than any flame, stinging his eyes.

"Boom, boom..." The two hearts beat happily, as if celebrating the new life. Su Hong's body gradually relaxed. Only then did he feel the new power surge into his heart and fill the illusory limbs.

Looking at the game interface, his information changed again.

[Disaster Level: Level 59]

[Disaster Skill: Burning Heart (Rare+), originally one of the three knight inheritances of the Knights Templar, inherited by the descendants of the Sun Royal Family with the blood of the Corona, reinterpreting the power of the Burning Heart, burning one's own soul and body, and being able to increase body functions and magic power to the extreme, bringing destruction to oneself and the enemy, but there may be new possibilities in the ashes. ]

The disaster level has risen three levels in a row, and even the talent has undergone a transformation.

"The end of the Burning Heart Flame is destruction?" Su Hong was stunned, and he recalled the Paladin who incarnated the sun.

Even the flames that he could ignite, the destruction mentioned in the information, may have exceeded his current level, otherwise, it would be almost impossible for him to be swallowed by the magic he mastered.

He looked at his palm, "Even if there is a possibility of touching the throne, it can bring a glimmer of hope to defeat Alonso. This power comes at the right time."

"But what does this new possibility mean? Firewood turns to ashes. What is left after destruction?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and his figure gradually dissipated in this world of fire, as if the fire had gone out.

After Su Hong left, three burning flames lit up around the originally quiet fire altar.

"Harland, is this the last generation of descendants you mentioned?"

"Yes, ancestor."

"A little immature, but with great potential, quite like my style back then."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Harland said.

"Hehe, just brag." Another wisp of flame snorted coldly.

Harland's ancestor said awkwardly: "Ancestor, don't tear me down in front of Harland."

"Ancestor, I didn't hear anything."

Harland left silently, pretending not to see the scene of his ancestor's ancestor teaching his ancestor.

Alas, everything in this flame palace is good, but you can't pretend, because there are always ancestors who are more pretentious than you.

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Deep in the palace, Su Hong regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

This palace has not changed much compared to when he came here. It is still dark and quiet, but Cecilia lying on the classical chair has disappeared along with the green vine and golden flowers, as if everything he just experienced was just an illusion.

Su Hong shook his head, and a feeling of being in another world surged in his heart, as if he had been standing here for a long time.

"Since Cecilia has left, I should leave too."

Fortunately, Cecilia has left, otherwise he really doesn't know how to face her, whether it is embarrassing or frank.

Although the princess herself doesn't seem to care much about these.

"Let's go."

Su Hong blew away the charred corpse kneeling in the palace, and it turned into a gust of ash wind and was blown out of the palace.

The palace gate closed, and his figure completely disappeared at the end of the flame garden.

After leaving the garden, he just entered the corridor, and Haisha's dark spirit floated out from the wall. The woman said faintly: "Her Royal Highness has left, Sir Knight, I will take you away from here."

"Where did she go?" Su Hong asked.

Haisha shook her head, "I don't know, but perhaps only outside the human world can there be something that can attract Her Royal Highness."

"What about the girl who came with me?" Su Hong was referring to Jiang Nuannuan.

"Miss Nuannuan is learning alchemy knowledge with Mrs. Beast. Do you want to go and call her back?"

Su Hong thought for a while, shook his head and said: "No, let her stay here. The battlefield behind is too dangerous. If she goes there, she will probably be scared and unable to walk."

Haisha nodded silently and led Su Hong out.

Su Hong suddenly asked, "Cecilia has left, so what are your plans next?"

Haisha was silent for a moment, "Her Royal Highness has given us a long life before leaving, but there are still many maids who choose to disintegrate. They are too tired and need to rest."

"Me too, I will probably go to your world to have a look, although it may have become dead silent there."

"As for Holly, he can finally get rid of my control and leave here. He can go anywhere he wants, but he probably won't go with me."

Su Hong nodded. Holly has always wanted to get rid of Haisha's control. Now he has the chance, and he should be able to do what he wants.

The two walked and talked, and returned to the hall. Holly, who looked excited, greeted them.

"Haisha, I just saw Her Royal Highness the Princess. She said she let me go out to play!"

Haisha nodded, "Go, I won't care about you anymore."

Holly was stunned and scratched his head and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Don't you hate me?" Haisha said lightly.

"Uh... not really." Holly looked confused, "I actually hate staying here all the time. Why don't you come with me?"

Haisha looked straight at him. Just when Su Hong and Holly thought the woman was going to refuse, she said "OK".

"Did I hear that correctly?" Holly looked puzzled.

"Yes," said Haisha.