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 some kind of magic pattern. Under the changes, mysterious power brews.
The power of fire is not only destruction, Su Hong also feels nature, rebirth, protection... Different wills and powers are blended and mixed. The flame altar is like a polymer of heroic will, silently telling history and years. vicissitudes of life.
“Is this the altar that Harland was talking about?”
Su Hong looked into the fire altar. Among the fixed flames, there was a wisp of fluttering flame. This seemed to be his only accessible.
"The flame of the sun..."
Su Hong took a deep breath and walked to the fire altar, "Then let's see what changes you can bring to me."
He put his hand into the fire altar, and the naturally swaying flame was attracted and climbed onto the back of his hand, instantly igniting his body.
"Pain!" Su Hong's pupils tightened. He could feel the power of destruction lingering throughout his body, destroying everything, like countless barbed needles piercing into the flesh and then pulling out, repeating the cycle, that kind of repeated pulling. The severe pain and the burning pain were intertwined, challenging his nerves.
Boom! The sun's flames shone brightly, covering and engulfing 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 flames blurred his perception of time. He didn't know how much time passed before he regained consciousness from the 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 blood vessels was not blood. , but a magma-like liquid, its light was more dazzling than any flame, stinging his eyes.
"Dong, dong..." The two hearts were beating happily, as if celebrating a new life. Su Hong's body gradually relaxed, and then he felt new power surge into his heart, filling the illusory world. limbs.
Looking at the game interface, his information changed again.
[Disaster Level: Level 59]
[Disaster Skill: Heart of Ember (Rare+), originally one of the three major knight inheritances of the Knights Templar, possessed of the Corona bloodline Inherited by the descendants of the Sun Royal Family, he reinterprets the power of Blazing Heart, burning his own soul and body, able to increase his body functions and magical power to the extreme, bringing destruction to himself and his enemies, but there may be new possibilities in the ashes. 】
The level of disaster has increased three levels in a row, and even the talent has undergone transformation.
"The end of the blazing heart flame is destruction?" Su Hong was stunned. He recalled the paladin who transformed into the sun.
Even the flames he can ignite, the destruction mentioned in the information, may have exceeded his current level. Otherwise, it is almost impossible for him to be swallowed by the magic he masters.
He looked at his palm, "Even the slightest possibility of touching the throne can bring a glimmer of hope of defeating Alonso. This power comes at just the right time."
"Indeed. What does this new possibility mean, the firewood turns to ashes, what remains after the destruction?”
Thoughts flashed by, and his figure gradually dissipated in this world of flames, as if the flames were extinguished.
After Su Hong left, three burning flames lit up around the originally quiet flame altar.
"Harland, is this the last generation of descendants you are talking about?"
"Yes, ancestor."
"A little immature, but with great potential. It's quite like my style back then."
"Yes, yes, you are right," Harland said.
"Oh, just blow it." Another wisp of flame snorted coldly.
Harland's ancestor said awkwardly: "Ancestor, please don't undermine me in front of Harland."
"Ancestor, I didn't hear anything."< br>
Harland left silently, pretending not to see the scene where his ancestors were teaching their ancestors.
Alas, everything is good in this flame palace, but you can't show off, because there are always ancestors who are more pretentious than you.
......
Deep in the palace, Su Hong returned to consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. The palace had not changed much from when he came, it was as dark and quiet as before, except that Cecilia lying on the classical chair disappeared together with the green vine and golden flowers, as if everything he had just experienced was just an illusion.
Su Hong shook his head, feeling as if he had been standing here for a long time.
“Since Cecilia has left, it’s time for me to leave too.”
Fortunately, Cecilia has left, otherwise he really wouldn’t know how to face her , is it embarrassing or calm.
Although the princess herself doesn't seem to care about this very much.
“Gone.”
Su Hong blew away the charred corpse kneeling in the palace, and it turned into a gust of ashes and was blown out of the palace.
The palace door was closed, and his figure completely disappeared at the end of the Flame Garden.
After leaving the garden, as soon as he entered the corridor, Haisha's dark spirit floated out from the wall, and 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 maybe there is something that can attract Her Highness the Princess only outside the human world."
"What about the girl who came with me?" Su Hong Refers to Jiang Nuannuan.
"Miss Nuannuan is learning alchemy knowledge from Mrs. Beast. Do you want to go and call her back?"
Su Hong thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "No, let her go. Stay here, the battlefield in the rear is too dangerous. She will probably be frightened and unable to walk."
Haisha nodded silently and led Su Hong out.
Su Hong suddenly asked, "Cecilia has left, what are your plans next?"
Haisha was silent for a moment, "Her Royal Highness the Princess had already given her a gift before she left. We have a long life, but there are still many maids who choose to disintegrate. They are too tired and need to rest.”
"I am the same. I will probably go to your world to see it, even though it may have become a dead silence."
"As for Holly, he can finally get rid of my control and leave here. He You can go wherever you want, but you probably won’t go with me.”
Su Hong nodded, Holly has always wanted to get rid of Haisha’s control, and now that he has a chance, he should be able to do so.
The two walked and chatted, and returned to the hall, where they were greeted by an excited Holly.
"Haisha, I just saw Her Royal Highness the Princess, and she said she would let me go out to play!"
Haisha nodded, "You go, I won't care about you anymore. ."
Holly was stunned and scratched his head: "Aren't you leaving?"
"Don't you hate me?" Haisha said lightly.
"Uh...not actually." Holly's expression was tangled, "Actually, I hate staying here all the time. How about you come with me."
Haisha looked directly at Looking at him, just when Su Hong and Holly thought the woman was going to refuse, she said "ok".
"Did I hear that right?" Holly looked confused.
“You heard me right.” Haisha said.
(End of this chapter)