The Chosen Game

Chapter 459 Heroic Spirit!

17 dragon eagles spread their wings and flew in mid-air.

Among them were 15 Dragon Eagle Knights, and two more, one was Barcelo, the captain of the guardian knight squad, and the other was the healer in the squad—a priest wearing an exquisite white robe.

15 dragon eagle knights led the way, and Barcelo and the pastor rode on the dragon eagle, driving side by side, 500 meters away from these dragon eagle knights, and followed behind.

Barcelo said with a gloomy expression: "Not long ago, Dauphin died, and Gurney also died."

The pastor is a middle-aged man who looks very stable. After being silent for a while, he said: "Captain, let's withdraw and give up this mission. The enemy's Chosen team is too strong. We are not Although the consequences of their opponents voluntarily abandoning the mission are quite serious, it is better than losing their lives here."

Barcelo frowned, with a deep unwillingness on his face: "I am really unwilling to give up the mission like this. Mai Wen and the others just died like this. I am aggrieved, really aggrieved!"

The pastor said: "Captain, please calm down. We tried it again when we were on the Basaro Fortress. The guy named Xin You in the enemy team is really no match for us. He is too strong. .”

Barcelo turned his head and glanced at the pastor, nodded helplessly, and said, "I know, this time, King Henry III of the Kingdom of Draghe invited us to his palace, let's go and have a look, see Let's see if Draghe Kingdom has any hole cards, if so, we will use the hole cards to fight the enemy's chosen team again, if not, let's give up this mission."

"Okay." The pastor nodded.

The dragon eagle flew extremely fast, and soon, the dragon eagle knights took Barcelo and the two of them across hundreds of kilometers to the palace of King Henry III.

King Henry III came out of the palace to greet him in person, but he looked much more haggard than the previous few days.

"Two distinguished guests, please!" After seeing Barcelona and the two, King Henry III squeezed out a smile and made a gesture of invitation to the two.

Barcelo nodded, and he and the pastor entered the palace again under the invitation of the king and under the watchful eyes of the guards of the kingdom.

The area of ​​the palace is very large, as exquisite as a large garden, full of luxurious buildings.

In the depths of the palace, there is a small altar surrounded by magical defenses and guarded by heavily armed guards.

There are runes all over the altar, and the priest, who is wearing an exquisite priest's robe and holding a priest's scepter, sits in front of the altar with a solemn expression.

"This is……"

Looking at the small altar in front of him, Barcelo asked doubtfully.

King Henry III took a few steps forward. After bowing his waist and bowing devoutly, he said: "This is the place to worship my grandfather. My grandfather is a legendary powerhouse. He When he was young, he traveled around the world, and he returned to his hometown in his later years, married a wife and had children, and established the Kingdom of Draghe on this land. When he was dying, he worried that his descendants would not be able to keep what he had built so hard. Kingdom, so through his erudition, he personally designed and built this altar, and when his life was about to come to an end, he transformed his soul into a heroic spirit to protect this land forever."

"King, you said that your grandfather, the first king of the Draghe Kingdom, was a legendary powerhouse?" The priest was a little surprised.

"Yes." King Henry III showed a proud expression on his face: "My grandfather once fought against giant dragons on this continent, and also explored in the abyss, beheading the big devil in the abyss with his own hands. , what flows in the body of our royal family is the blood of a noble legendary powerhouse."

According to the division of strength in this world, the legendary level is the king level in the Tiandao base!

After staring at the Altar of Heroic Spirits in front of him for a while, Barcelo said, "King, you mean, through this altar, you can summon your grandfather's Heroic Spirit to fight for the Kingdom of Draghe?"

"Yes." King Henry III nodded, with a bitter smile on his face: "As a grandson, I don't want to disturb my grandfather's heroic spirit unless it is absolutely necessary, but this time, those tribesmen came aggressively and With the help of a few strong men from the same place as the two, my Kingdom of Draghe has reached the moment of life and death, and I have no choice but to awaken the heroic spirit of my grandfather."

Barcelo and the priest looked at each other. Barcelo thought for a while and asked the question he was most concerned about: "King, after your grandfather transformed himself into a heroic spirit, how much of his strength can he retain in his lifetime? He was in the form of a heroic spirit. Fighting for the kingdom, are there any restrictions?"

King Henry III hesitated for a moment before answering: "My grandfather's heroic spirit only appears once a year when he is sacrificed to him, and has never participated in any battles. Before he transformed himself into a heroic spirit, he left a passage. He said that after he transformed himself into a heroic spirit, he would retain about 7% of his power during his lifetime. He said that after he became a heroic spirit, when he was sleeping in the altar, let us easily Don't wake him up, because in the heroic spirit state, after his power is exhausted, it is difficult to make up for it. After a random battle, he will need to sleep in the altar for more than ten years before he can recover."

"What else did your grandfather say at the time?" Barcelo continued to ask.

After hesitating for a while, King Henry III still gritted his teeth and continued: "My grandfather also said at that time that he could not leave the capital Hege too far away in the state of a heroic spirit. To fight for a kingdom, you need a powerful warrior, as the carrier of his strength, the stronger the warrior, the more power of the heroic spirit he can display..."

Barcelo nodded, glanced at the Altar of Heroic Spirits in front of him, then at King Henry III, and said, "King, can you wake up your grandfather's Heroic Spirit so that we can see it?"

This time, Henry III nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

Under the king's instruction, the priest knelt on the ground devoutly and began the ceremony of summoning the heroic spirit.

Including King Henry III, the surrounding clergy and guards all knelt down.

Only Barcelo and the pastor were still standing, staring at the Altar of Heroic Spirits in front of them without blinking.

Under their gaze, a somewhat illusory figure emerged above the Altar of Heroic Spirits, and slowly solidified.

This is the figure of an old man. The old man is wearing an exquisite silver battle armor, a crown on his head, and a long sword pinned to his waist. His eyes are deep and his face is full of majesty and vicissitudes.

The old man stood on the altar, his body was extremely solid, like a real human being with flesh and blood.

But if you look carefully, you can still see that he is not a physical body, and his body is completely composed of tiny light spots.

(End of this chapter)