Chapter 486 Chapter of Grand Duke’s Glory

"Hey!" I don't know how long it took Kaslo to reach out and kick Apophis Breo, who was still sleeping soundly.

"Well..." Apophis Breo opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Kaslo in confusion. It seemed that he must have fallen asleep.

"You guys have been sleeping for almost a day!" Kaslo looked at the sky and saw that he had been watching the rise and fall of these "animals" for a whole day.

"What did you do?" Kaslo squatted on the ground and looked at Apophis Breo with interest.

"What did you do?" Apophis Breo asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Just pretend! Come on, come on! Do you want me to take you to the sky to see the dozens of miles of road behind you?" Kaslo pointed behind them.

"..." Apophis Breo was about to scold Kaslo for his nonsense, but suddenly he remembered the group of heroic spirits that he had somehow created. Not to mention the heroic spirits of thousands of King's Landing knights, they couldn't find a way out. It's probably time for Sauron to change the gate at the gate of Deul Mordor.

"I don't know what happened, but I summoned the heroic spirits of my ancestors..." Apophis Breo said after being silent for a few seconds.

"Heroic spirit? Which Grand Duke of Junlin?" Kasluo said without hesitation, holding his chest. After all, those with outstanding abilities in the younger generation will be protected by the heroic spirits of their ancestors through their own blood in certain specific scenes. As the only child of the Lion family of Junlin, Apo It was normal for Faith Breo to have one or two ancestors who protected her from the heroic spirits.

"No, no...it's one..." Apophis Breo stuttered as he suddenly became excited.

"Oh? Your Highness, you are very lucky! Being protected by several ancestors, it seems that you will be able to restore the glory of your ancestors soon!" Kaslo patted Apophis Breo's shoulder and said happily.

"It's the last Grand Duke and the last Knights of King's Landing..." Apophis Breo stammered.

"Plop!" Kaslo, who was originally calm, slipped and sat on the ground.

"Are you kidding me?" Kaslo's pupils opened, and the shock in his eyes was self-evident.

"No, no, no, it's true! Thousands of King's Landing knights have paved this road..." Apophis Breo murmured.

Later, the Elf Trail was renamed the Avenue of Heroes to commemorate the heroes of the King's Landing family who trod this road.

"Kardo!" Kaslo waved his hand, and the shrunken Kaldor climbed onto his arm.

"My knight, what's wrong?" Kaldor said lazily.

"Help me see if he has evil spirit talents!" Kaslo said solemnly.

The person who summons thousands of souls to fight is called a necromancer! Which knight is so good that he can create thousands of heroic spirits? You must know that the biggest difference between heroic spirits and evil spirits is that heroic spirits have their own consciousness and their own thoughts to make judgments, unlike evil spirits who only have the instinct to kill.

"No, there is only pure fire elemental fighting energy in his body, and no evil spirits or soul-like energy has been detected." Kaldor shook his head. Under his bright dragon eyes, he could easily understand everything about Apophis Breo. After all, the terrifying gap in life levels is enough for the dragon race to be superior to many races.

"Pay attention to your situation, don't let those things affect your mind!" Kaslo looked at Apophis Breo solemnly. He was not talking about any heroic spirit, but the spirit he suspected was hidden in Apophis Breo. The evil spirit attributes or soul attributes in the European body.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on!" After Kaslo said this, Apophis Breo, who was originally very nervous, also became nervous. He didn't want to become a madman who only knew how to kill.

"Among the thirteen attributes of water, fire, wood, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness, ice, space, soul (evil spirits), holiness, and evil, there are not many that can suppress the soul attribute. Only sacred evil, you have Do you have any items in this area?" Kaslo asked anxiously.

"Yes! Does the Grand Duke's Glory Medal count?" Apophis Breo took out a badge. The badge was red with gold edges and was simple and elegant. The only pattern on it was a crown with a long sword and a shield on the front. and the lion lingering behind him, but it was this thing that made Kaslow's pupils shrink after seeing it.

"Salute to you! Grand Duke!" Kasluo beat his chest respectfully and looked at the badge seriously.

"Dragon God! You actually still have this treasure?" After saluting, Kasluo hurriedly came closer. Just by leaning closer, he felt a sacred breath constantly washing through his body. It was so comfortable!

"Yes, it was passed down from our ancestors." Apophis Breo said proudly.

"I guess there aren't many grand ducal medals of glory left in the world!" Kaslo's tone was a bit sour. After all, this thing has a lot of history.

This medal is a sacred emblem given to the grand dukes by the king of the Holy Lagrand Kingdom, the predecessor of the Lagrand Empire. The main body is made of the dragon scales of the golden holy dragon. The inlaid gold edge is also pure gold, and the eternal sacred spell is painted on it. ——The sacred breath will continue to be released as long as the badge is not damaged.

Castro looked at this badge full of stories and couldn't help but sighed and said with emotion: "How many of the families that originally owned these badges are left now?"

This small badge has witnessed the rise and fall of an empire. Even the Rovanian Kingdom bloodline that Roland now inherits was also assigned a Rovanian Grand Duke's Glory Medal back then, but Roland I haven't found that thing from the system yet. This badge was the symbol of the top nobles of the empire. The worst person to get along with this thing is a grand duke.

It can also be said that this thing is the most effective token for the top noble family owner to prove his identity, but no one asked Roland to prove it. After all, the empire was gone, but Kaslo saw Apophis Breo, the Grand Duke of King's Landing. The chapter is still shocking.

"With this thing, you should never be afraid of evil spirits entering your body..." Castro looked at Apophis Breo with complicated eyes. He originally wanted to help him get some holy things from the only two paladins in the kingdom. Something (Roland and Renault: I thank you!) helped Apophis Breo not be invaded by those energies, but after seeing this thing, Kaslow instantly felt sour, a typical fear of his brother's suffering. , and even more afraid of my brother driving a Land Rover...

It's true that the damn ancient heritage nobles are rich, and they have one trump card after another, they can't be used up, they can't be used up at all! Kasluo could only despise these wealthy nobles in his heart. No wonder the established nobles looked down on the new nobles. How could their background and class be the same?

"By the way, why are you here? Did His Highness ask you to come over and help me open up?" Apophis Breo then remembered to ask Kaslo why he came suddenly.

"Your Highness is worried about you, so you asked me to come over and take a look, and give you some supplies by the way! But I'm relieved to see that you're doing well!" Kaslo pursed his lips, thinking that Roland's thing was starving to death. These old nobles are starving to death, and they have managed to survive for so many years without exhausting their trump cards. Castro can no longer imagine how rich those top nobles were back then.