My Doomsday Simulator Game.

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

The power of fire is not just destruction. Su Hong also felt nature, rebirth, protection... Different wills and powers blended together. The fire altar was like a polymer of heroic wills, silently telling the vicissitudes of history and time.

"Is this the altar Harland was talking about?"

Su Hong looked into the fire altar. In the middle of the fixed flames, there was a wisp of floating flame. It 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 put his hand into the fire pot, and the naturally swaying flames were attracted and climbed up to the back of his hand, instantly igniting his body.

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

Boom! The sun flame shone brightly, enveloping and engulfing all his senses.

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

The flames blurred his perception of time. He didn't know how much time had passed before he regained 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 what was flowing in the veins was not blood, but magma-like liquid. Its light was brighter than any flame and stung his eyes.

"Boom, boom..." The two hearts beat happily, as if celebrating a new life. Su Hong's body gradually relaxed. Only then did he feel a new strength surging into his heart and filling his phantom 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 physical functions and magical 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, and even the talent has undergone a transformation.

"The end of the Blazing Heart Flame is destruction?" Su Hong was stunned. He recalled the Paladin who incarnated the sun.

Even the fire he could ignite, the destruction mentioned in the information, might have been beyond 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 slight possibility of touching the throne, it will bring a glimmer of hope of defeating Alonso. This power comes at the right time."

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

As the thought flashed through his mind, his figure gradually disappeared 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."

"He's a little immature, but he has great potential. He's quite like me back then."

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

"Oh, just blow it." Another flame snorted coldly.

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

"My Lord, I heard nothing."

Haaland left quietly, pretending not to have seen the scene of his ancestor's ancestor teaching his ancestor.

Alas, everything in this Flame Hall is good except that you cannot pretend to be cool, because there will always be ancestors who are more pretentious than you.

……

Deep inside the palace, Su Hong regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. The palace had not changed much since he came here, it was still dark and quiet, but Cecilia, who was lying on the classical chair, had disappeared along with the green vines and golden flowers, as if everything he had just experienced was just an illusion.

Su Hong shook his head, and felt as if he had been standing here for a long time.

"Now that Cecilia has left, it's time for me to leave too."

Fortunately, Cecilia had left, otherwise he really didn't know how to face her, whether to be embarrassed or calm.

Although the princess herself didn't seem to care much about this.

"gone."

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 fire 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 the Princess 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 the Princess."

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

"Miss Nuan Nuan is studying alchemy with Madam Beast. Do you want to go and call her back?"

Su Hong thought for a moment and shook his head, "No need, let her stay here. The battlefield in the rear is too dangerous. If she goes there, she will probably be so scared that she can't 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 the Princess has granted us a long life before she left, but many maids still chose to disband. They are too tired and need to rest."

"I, too, will probably visit your world, even though it may have become completely dead."

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

Su Hong nodded. Holly had always wanted to break free from Haisha's control. Now that he had the chance, he should be able to do as he wished.

The two walked and talked until they returned to the lobby, where they were greeted by an excited Holly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Did I hear it right?" Holly looked puzzled.

"You heard it right." Haisha said.

(End of this chapter)