My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Chapter 216 215. The Empty Throne

"Helena, tell Oleg and the others to be careful and not let anyone get close to the camp. I have a feeling this transformation will take longer."

"Transformation? Yes, Administrator."

The arm armor flickered for a moment, and then fell silent again. Helena did not disturb him.

Su Hong sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the alchemy book first.

"Discover the alchemical medicine experience of the ancient alchemist. Do you want to refine it?"

"Yes."

"Refining is successful, and the disaster skill (temporary) is obtained: formal level alchemy and medicine making skills."

"Formal-level alchemy and medicine making skills (excellent): A formal alchemist who is proficient in alchemy ratios and blending souls. His alchemy and medicine making skills are not outstanding, but he has a chance to make excellent quality medicines."

"Alchemical potion formula: Holy Water of Blessing, Blessing Potion, Shrinking Potion, Beauty Potion..."

Su Hong closed his eyes, knowledge flowed in his mind, washing away traces called memories.

He recalled countless alchemical experiments, some successful and some failed, but he eventually became a qualified alchemist with the approval of his mentor.

After a long time, Su Hong opened his eyes and smiled. "Formal-level alchemy experience can already reach excellent quality. Can the master-level experience break through to rare quality?"

In any case, the improvement of alchemy skills is a good thing, not to mention that he also obtained a new potion recipe.

“Blessing Holy Water Formula (Excellent + Potion): Invented by Lanina, the alchemist of the Original Sin Cult, it is made from alchemical materials such as the eyeballs of Quinque bugs, turbid swamp mud, and wet bat droppings. It has the effect of corroding enemies and suppressing disaster abilities.”

"Not bad." Su Hong nodded.

If he had used the Holy Water of Blessing in the battle with Thrall just now, he might have won more easily.

After absorbing all the alchemical knowledge, Su Hong took out the stomach cut from Thrall's body from his arms.

After this thing fell into his hands, it seemed to have completely lost its activity on the surface and turned into a wrinkled black substance. However, if he looked directly at it with the Holy Candle Eye, he could discover the aura of disaster hidden deep inside.

"Found the 'disaster item' Greedy Stomach Bag. Do you want to refine it?"

Su Hong held his shrunken stomach and said "yes" in his heart.

The next second, a large amount of disaster blood mist gushed out of the black stomach bag in his hand, and then drilled into his skin like a reptile.

When he opened his palm, the stomach turned into a meaningless charred object, like the ashes left after burning itself and releasing light and heat.

"This power..." He felt that his body was undergoing some strange transformation. His whole body was hot, his mouth was dry, and desire surged in his heart. He couldn't help licking his lips.

Suddenly the judgment of will took effect, the rising desire subsided, and his eyes returned to calm.

When Su Hong looked at the game interface again, a temporary talent appeared on it.

"The Blasphemer (Rare+): The Blasphemer Thrall was originally a eunuch serving the descendants of the Sun King in the palace of the Holy City of Jinxi. He was good at calculating and seeking power. He was willing to indulge in the greed for meat and became a monster that blasphemed flesh and blood."

"Flesh and blood are both his weakness and his strength. The power of blasphemy gives him the ability to devour flesh and blood to strengthen himself. He is the source of blasphemy. Anyone who blasphemes will be his servant and will be used by him."

"Rare+?" Su Hong suddenly realized, no wonder the power of blasphemy is so terrifying.

If there is no king ahead of the Road of Blasphemy, Thrall will continue along this road, and sooner or later he may step into the rank of king.

Six talents have exceeded the number of talent slots, and the game immediately prompted: "The talent slot is full. The talents Shadow Weaver and Defiler are found, with a compatibility of 75%. Do you want to merge them?"

"The talent slot is full. I found the talents of Blizzard Lord and Defiler. The compatibility is 52%. Do you want to merge them?"

"Two options?" Su Hong fell into deep thought.

The Shadow Weaver talent has reached rare+ quality, and beyond that is a new realm.

The Blasphemer's talent is also rare + quality, and there is a high probability that the quality of the fusion talent will be improved this time.

Although the compatibility between the Blizzard Lord's talent and the Blasphemer's talent is not high, the Blizzard Lord's power has a tendency to step into the path of the king. After integrating the high-quality Blasphemer's talent, it can definitely help him reach the rank of crown prince.

How to choose?
"After the quality of the Shadow Weaver is improved, there is a chance that he will reach the Crown Prince rank. If the Shadow Demon hadn't blocked the Shadow King's path, this upgrade might have allowed him to break through the rank."

"The quality of the Blizzard Lord is not too high. There are still many opportunities to improve the quality, but if you miss the improvement of the shadow ability this time, it will be difficult to wait until the next time."

He made up his mind and said, "Merge Shadow Weaver."

Su Hong sat beside the fire pit. Under the illumination of the flickering flames, the shadow behind him flickered.

Suddenly his shadow twisted into a ball, spreading out like a dark curtain, covering the light of the flames and shrouding the tent in darkness.

Helena saw this scene and continued to wait quietly without saying a word.

After a while, a faint blood mist emerged from Su Hong's skin and merged with the surrounding shadows. The dark world gradually transitioned to black and red.

Somehow, he felt as if his soul was expanding and growing, spreading from his body to the outside world, and a feeling of controlling everything surged in his heart.

In the shadow world, Su Hong stood up involuntarily. He opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the shadow. There seemed to be something there attracting him.

He stepped forward and climbed up the invisible stairs to the shadowy platform, but before he had gone far, his steps were stopped by an invisible pressure.

Su Hong squinted his eyes and looked up. At the end of the stairs, he seemed to see... a throne?
The throne was empty, as if waiting for his arrival.

"Is this the throne of shadows?"

The Shadow Fiend is dead, and the throne is vacant.

The fact that he could see the throne meant that he had already embarked on the path to becoming the king.

“It seems like I’m not the only one on this road.”

Su Hong seemed to have sensed something and looked to the side. On the stairs leading to the throne, someone had walked further than him.

But he could clearly feel that this man's aura was no different from that of the group of believers.

Looking to the left, he saw four more shadow crown princes who, like himself, were climbing the ladder of kingship.

But what is horrifying is that four of these five people are members of the sect.

In this simulation, Wang Chengzhi had already died in the hands of the cult in advance. Without his suppression, the cult actually intended to seize the power of the shadow.

"Maybe the remains of the Shadow Demon are in their hands."

Thoughts flashed through Su Hong's mind, and the next second his body fell from the shadow stairs, leaving the dark world and returning to reality.

(End of this chapter)