My Doomsday Simulator Game.

Gilad whispered, "The fall of the kingdom was not an accident. The destruction caused by the disaster was the result of human intervention."

"If you can beat Alonso, you will understand everything."

"If not, then this world will fall into deathly silence just like the Sun Country."

The two asked and answered each other, but it was obvious that Girard had many concerns and did not tell Su Hong everything.

Time passed slowly during the conversation. In the blink of an eye, another half hour had passed and Su Hong's forging also came to an end.

Under the gaze of many ghosts, the chain mail was closed, the sewing was completed, and finally the breastplate was installed. A strange luster flowed through the armor, and the originally scattered armor turned into a whole in their eyes.

[Templar Armor (Rare+), a rare armor made by a master craftsman, with powerful protective properties and can automatically repair itself in flames. ]

"Good, what a nice Templar armor." Girard walked over with big strides. "Give it a name. This is the power of the master craftsman, the power recognized by the disaster."

Su Hong shook his head, "No, let's just leave it like this, it sounds nice and practical."

"Does that mean this knight won?" Holly floated over and asked curiously.

"Yes, he won." Haisha came over and saluted Su Hong. As the referee of this competition, she acknowledged Su Hong's victory.

"Hahaha, you have to admit defeat."

Girard picked up the armor on the armor rack and said, "Knight, as I said at the beginning, whether we win or lose, I will personally put on the armor for you. This is the respect that a blacksmith should have for a warrior."

"I wish you a successful start and kill this guy Alonso."

Su Hong burned his body, melting the old armor away, and Girard put on the new armor on him. The gold and silver magic patterns were intertwined on the Templar armor, which was gorgeous and majestic. He looked extremely noble, with a hint of a king's demeanor.

"It's really like it." Girard nodded with satisfaction and sighed.

"Looks like who, Leonce?" Su Hong asked.

Girard laughed dumbly, "Of course not, you have already shown the demeanor of a king. Lyons is just a country bumpkin, how can he be as majestic as you."

"I'm talking about the Paladin. Only this lord has such a posture."

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be related to the Holy Knight."

Su Hong nodded in acknowledgement, "He was the one who gave me the Blazing Heart inheritance, so he can be considered half of my teacher."

"That's what I said." Girard laughed.

Holly was shocked, "Ah? Ah? Knight, you are related to the Paladin, why didn't you tell me."

Su Hong spread his hands, "You didn't ask me."

"Oh, it seems so." Holly scratched his head.

Haisha, who was standing by, listened to the conversation between Su Hong and the other two. Her eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"Knight, according to the bet, I will give you the final blueprint of the famous weapon."

Girard came to the wall and used fire to burn the pattern of the drawing on the wall.

"Ever since the fall of the kingdom, I have been trapped in the palace as a spirit, and I have been thinking about Bloody Alonso all the time."

"I have been in the human kingdom for a long time. This place has long been my home. I have been here since ancient times, mixing with it through blood and milk, witnessing its rise and fall, its changes. I can tolerate wars that cleanse the old and corrupt, but I cannot tolerate malicious destruction."

"Alonso, I swear to kill him!"

"In order to achieve this goal, I devoted myself to the research of weapon forging, telling myself that I must forge a weapon that can kill the false god."

"Although my aptitude is dull, in the long time scale, my talent seems insignificant. Only perseverance can accompany me to this day." "If I can forge it and break the body of the golden sacred tree, Alonso's power will be suppressed by at least half."

The flame burned out, leaving a final streak on the wall.

Su Hong subconsciously looked up and saw the information about the forging drawings appearing in the game interface.

“Godhunter’s Pseudo-Blade Blueprint (Rare+): Master craftsman Girard combined his understanding of the power of the gods with his lifelong forging experience to develop a knife blueprint. It has the power to break the redemption and give the gods the meaning of death. Under withering, even the gods’ power seems pale, and it can temporarily suppress the vitality of redemption.”

The moment he saw the drawing, Su Hong's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

A knife that could hunt gods was beyond his imagination.

He had thought about what the peerless weapon Girard was talking about was, but he didn't expect it to be related to God.

Girard took a black box from the ghost maid, then knelt on one knee and presented the box to Su Hong.

The man said in a deep voice: "Knight, you have passed my test. I choose to believe in you and offer you the pseudo-blade embryo that can stab the gods."

"Do you have the courage to face this?"

Su Hong chuckled and took the box, "I came here just to kill the gods."

"Hahaha, I was right about you." Girard laughed happily.

"The Hunting God Pseudo-Blade in your hand is still just a raw material. It needs to be sharpened by blood and fire. I believe that it will be a simple matter for you."

"Go ahead, hunt down all your enemies, and they will become your power to hunt the gods."

"Thank you." Su Hong bowed solemnly.

The Hunting God Pseudo-Blade is a weapon that can truly decide the outcome of a battle. It is precious and important.

What Girard gave him was not just a fake blade, but trust and reliance.

Girard looked at Holly on the side and said with a smile: "Holly, you always say that I am timid and afraid of death and dare not go out."

"I, Girard, am already so old, how could I be afraid of death? I am just afraid that my efforts will be wasted and I will not see the day when Alonso dies."

"Now, I am satisfied, satisfied..." Girard murmured, his figure gradually disappearing, "I have seen the dawn of victory..."

Haisha stared at his disappearing figure and said, "But you didn't see the end, so are you willing to leave like this?"

"It doesn't matter anymore." Girard waved his hand, "Ms. Haisha, you have to believe in the wisdom of the elderly."

"This knight will eventually lead you to victory."

"I've lived too long...it's time to rest..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Girard's figure disappeared.

There was no sadness on his face, only calmness, as if death was just an ordinary thing to him.

Holly muttered to himself, "I want to die too, but unfortunately Haisha won't let me die."

"Sure enough, mom is right, women's desire for control is strong."

Haisha ignored Holly this time. She just stood there and prayed silently for a while, then opened her eyes and extended an invitation to Su Hong.

"Knight, please follow me. Her Royal Highness the Princess awaits your arrival deep in the palace."

(End of this chapter)