My Doomsday Simulator Game.

"How could this happen..." Some people became desperate as they clearly won but were unable to reverse their fate.

"So the ending was decided from the beginning?"

"Fuck it!" Even Wang Chengzhi couldn't help but curse out loud.

"Fight him and kill him with missiles!"

"Fuck you!"

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Su Hong suddenly said, "Wait, I am willing to accept the death granted by the Holy Blade, but I want to delay the time of destruction until three years later."

Alonso paused and asked with interest: "Oh? You seemed to have expected from the beginning that I would go back on my word."

Su Hong said expressionlessly: "Do you dare to agree?"

Alonso smiled. "Why not?"

"No, we can't agree to this." The strong man from the alliance behind Su Hong shouted anxiously.

Su Hong turned around and glanced at Wang Chengzhi. Although Wang Chengzhi didn't understand what Su Hong wanted to say, he still held back the impulsive crowd.

"Very good, you will get your own redemption."

Alonso stood in front of Su Hong and handed over the holy blade.

Su Hong took the holy blade with both hands, looked at it carefully, then grasped the hilt of the dagger with both hands and pointed the dagger at his heart on the left side of his chest.

"Stab it, killing will stay away from you, and you will sleep in the arms of redemption." Alonso clasped his hands together and prayed.

"No!"

The moment everyone shouted, Su Hong moved his hands, and the holy blade went straight through the breastplate and ribs, pierced into the flesh, and pierced the bloody beating heart.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being pierced was heard, and Su Hong's face suddenly turned pale, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Alonso showed a satisfied smile, put down his guard, reached out and held Su Hong's head, "Child, go to sleep, return to the arms of salvation."

"It's over..." A soldier knelt on the ground in despair.

Blood rushed up his throat and blood overflowed from the corners of Su Hong's mouth. His heart gradually stopped beating and the blood stopped flowing.

"I..." He raised his head in a trance and looked at Alonso with blurry eyes.

"Bishop Helmut... Help, give me a hand."

"What do you mean?" Alonso frowned. Before he could react, he suddenly felt his body stiffen and he lost control of the power of salvation.

"How is this possible? When did you receive Helmut's redemption?" Alonso looked in surprise as he watched Su Hong, who was originally kneeling on the ground, stand up.

Not only Alonso, but all the members of the alliance who were watching this scene were stunned and had no idea what was going on.

"Sorry, I was pretending."

Su Hong said slowly, and then quickly pulled out a black knife from his waist.

"What?!" Alonso realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Su Hong raised the Hunting God Pseudo Blade with both hands and shouted, "Girard! Help me Hunt God."

The Huntsman's pseudo-blade, which was shrouded in the breath of death, suddenly pierced into the middle of Alonso's chest. Amid the man's painful roar, the Huntsman's pseudo-blade melted into the wound, and strands of black death lines spread from Alonso's body to his limbs.

"Damn knight!"

Alonso broke through Bishop Helmut's restrictions, regained his strength, and shook Su Hong away.

"Uh...what did you do to me!" The man looked horrified and staggered back, holding his chest.

He felt that the strength in his body was constantly slipping away and was out of his control. Even his soul was imprisoned in this temporary body.

Not far away, Su Hong got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: "Alonso, this is a gift specially made for you. I wonder if you like it."

"Damn knight!"

Alonso waved his hands at the sky in panic, and the dim golden river split into tributaries and rushed towards Su Hong. Su Hong raised the black sword to resist, and the flame sword magic naturally burned up.

"boom!"

Under the impact of the golden river, Su Hong kept retreating, plowing deep holes on the ground, and he retreated dozens of meters before stopping.

The fire and golden light faded, and Su Hong's figure appeared. "Haha, Alonso, you don't even have the strength to hit someone, and you still call yourself a god."

He swung the black sword that was blocking in front of him. His eyes became serious and cold, igniting his soul and body. The flames of destruction burned fiercely, and the flames shot straight into the sky.

The morale of the alliance behind him also rose instantly because of the sudden reversal. Wang Chengzhi shouted, "Brothers, let's kill the gods together with our predecessors!"

"Killing God!"

A firm voice resounded through the sky. The storm of disaster arose again, and the undead flew to support.

"A swarm of ants!"

Alonso covered his chest, his face twisted and distorted with pain.

"Destruction is your destiny!"

The illusory sacred tree burst into light, golden branches fell from the sky, and a golden meteor shower streaked across the sky and crashed into the battlefield. Countless golden beasts and blood-winged angels appeared, howling, and besieged everyone.

"Help me stop them!"

Su Hong gave a reminder and rushed towards Alonso.

"How dare you..." Alonso was completely humiliated and furious. He condensed the holy blade and wanted to kill the man in front of him.

"Helena, activate the mental network." Su Hong said in a low voice.

Helena: "The mind network has been activated for you."

Su Hong heard a loud rumbling sound in his mind, as if after the creation of the world, a flood submerged the earth. The soul tide surged, bringing him tremendous power.

"Judgement!"

He sets his sights on Alonso, triggering the Trial of the Thousand.

In an instant, the palace of souls rose from the ground and surrounded the two of them. On the seats, a legion of thousands of people shouted in unison and raised their swords together with Su Hong.

Su Hong said coldly: "I, judge God guilty!"

"Judge God guilty!"

The legion roared and its soul merged with Su Hong. A soul knight suddenly expanded and rose up, reaching the dome of the Soul Hall.

Su Hong pretended to raise the Sword of Soul, and the blazing flames ignited his soul and the sword in his hand.

The giant sword was raised and fell!
The flames fell from the sky with a force that instantly engulfed Alonso.

Rumble... The illusory soul palace disappeared, and the giant sword smashed into the battlefield, melting the ground, splashing magma, and leaving a hundred-meter-deep lava valley on the battlefield.

"Knight!" Alonso's cold voice rang out from the valley, and his rather embarrassed figure rushed out of the ground and came into the sky.

"Do you think this kind of power can do anything to me?"

Su Hong was too lazy to waste time talking to Alonso. The shadow behind him instantly swelled up into a monster and jumped towards him.

"roll!"

Alonso condensed a holy light staff and released magic. Countless holy light tentacles gushed out, entangling the shadow monster and tearing it apart.

The shadow cloud that blocked his vision dissipated, and Su Hong's figure appeared in front of him again, but at this moment, a strange aura emanated from Su Hong.

"The breath of a king?!"

Alonso's face changed, but it was too late for him to escape. The torn shadows gathered together again and turned into a shadow arm, covering the sky and smashing down on him.

The Shadow Demon's cold voice sounded, "Waste, die!"

(End of this chapter)