My Doomsday Simulator Game.

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

"Got it, got it." Holliton felt bored, waved his arms and swam away.

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

"Cecilia."

Haisha replied without even turning her head, "Descendants of the Sun Royal Family do not have surnames. This is set by the Sun King, unless the descendants are willing to voluntarily withdraw from the royal family."

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

“It’s not a secret.”

A ray of faint light flew out from Haisha and illuminated the wall. On the mural, a sturdy man like a lion was holding a black heavy sword, his deep gaze piercing through the paper.

Su Hong's eyes flashed, and he felt that the man on the mural seemed to come alive. His majestic aura of looking down on the world was fully displayed. His eyes were burning like flames and became bright and sharp, as if he could appear in front of them at any time.

Haisha introduced softly, "This is the first Sun King, the great pioneering Saint King."

"Your Majesty the Holy King rose from humble beginnings, opened up the wild land, established the borders of the country, searched for the seeds of the Sun Tree in the east, and used the Heavenly Gate to protect the kingdom. He became famous among the nations because he killed the Red Dragon King."

"Later, he single-handedly suppressed all the kings in the War of Kings, ending the chaotic Plains War ahead of schedule."

“Later magicians believed that although His Majesty the Saint King was not a descendant of the goddess and did not possess any divinity, he had already pioneered the king to the end. His strength and royal 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 royal bloodline was named the Coronal Bloodline by the Chronicler."

When Su Hong heard this, his heart was slightly shaken. He ended the war among the kings with his own strength. The residual power in his blood alone could have been passed down to the present. How terrifying was this power?

But after thinking about it for a while, he began to have doubts. "I still have a lot of doubts. If the Sun King is really that powerful, why hasn't he lived until now? Logically speaking, for such a being, life span shouldn't be a problem."

Haisha understood that he was a foreigner and didn't know the etiquette of the Sun Country, so she didn't mind his impoliteness. She just explained calmly: "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 suspicious points. 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 reminded him 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 have all violated the taboo of disaster?

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

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

"Her Royal Highness's palace is surrounded by flames. We can't get in."

"Maybe you have an idea."

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

"So what's going on here?"

Su Hong thought for a while, then continued walking forward. He soon walked out of the corridor and saw the flames burning outside the glazed window.

A wall of fire blocked his way. The place in front seemed to be a garden a long time ago. Standing in front of the door, he could vaguely see the flower pavilion and the dry fountain behind the flames. "This flame..."

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

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

He carefully reached out his hand to touch the flame, and the iron knuckles and his fingers passed straight through the flame and entered inside. Nothing unusual happened. He even felt that the flame in front of him was like an illusion created by his vision, as if it did not exist at all.

"It doesn't seem as dangerous as Haisha said."

Su Hong took a step forward and walked into the flames. He was gradually engulfed by the flames and his figure disappeared.

Not long after he left, Haisha's figure appeared in the dimly lit corridor.

The woman put her hands together and prayed with a solemn expression, as if she was performing some important ceremony.

……

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

Such a vibrant scene and the flames of destruction burning everywhere coexist peacefully, as if the two exist in different time and space, with only their shadows thrown into reality.

Compared to the Blazing Heart Flame, the flame that Su Hong saw now seemed even more magical, which made him curious about Princess Cecilia deep in the palace.

Soon, the road came to an end. The messy site from 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..." A faint calling voice sounded in Su Hong's ears. His heart moved and he showed a puzzled look.

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

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

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

He looked forward from the broken and messy floor, and a dark corpse kneeling on the ground first came into his sight. The corpse's arms were stretched forward, as if it was holding 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.

Sitting on the classical chair, the woman lowered her head, allowing the green vines and golden flowers to climb her star-like hair and rosy white skin. The flower vines were like gorgeous and precious ornaments, embellishing her beauty.

This scene was as beautiful as an oil painting, as if the goddess of nature lowered her noble head and kissed all living things, making it impossible for people to have a blasphemous heart.

Su Hong was stunned at first, 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 in it. The green vines and golden flowers were growing from there.

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

(End of this chapter)