"What?!", Lance was stunned, did this bad old man know everything, even his old and young people who landed in the port in the other direction of Fira, could they find it clear?

"Don't be stunned, drink quickly, maybe you can save one or two~, of course, the premise is that you want to save them", the state of the tattooed green has begun to be in a trance, and in the case of excessive blood loss, this old man still insists on letting Lance gulp his blood, and even make the opening on his wrist bigger in order to speed up, which can scare Lance, is this old man going to be drunk to death by himself today to complete his long-cherished wish?

"But your hands~, I'm much better now, do you want me to bandage you?", Lance said patiently, after all, the person in front of him is kind to himself, and Lance will never forget the kindness of others to him

"There's a lot of nonsense, if you have this time, you might as well listen to my advice~"

"What advice?"

"Don't go to the Colosseum, half of the heavy and light horsemen sent by Wang Cheng are there to watch the excitement, but don't waste half of my blood, and this hard-won artifact, your strength is not enough to shake this land, of course, I know you must go. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info then at least understand the terrain of the Colosseum first, let's talk about it, if you want to save people, where is more difficult than climbing to the sky, at least the heavy riders will use the half-blind night beast to take the lead, just waiting for you guy to fall into the trap~"

"Is there really no other way?", Lance drank the last cup of blood in discouragement, and the power in his body suddenly filled, but the brand behind him didn't seem to be supplemented with more flame power, which made Lance have no bottom in his heart, if he wanted to go to the Colosseum to save people, Lance was naturally reluctant, but because of the responsibility, Lance could only do it without hesitation, besides, Lance also wanted to use this sword~

The pain from his fingers was still clear, but Lance couldn't care so much, and directly pulled out the sword in one go, if he hadn't fully recovered, maybe Lance would have wanted to directly wield a few knightly sword skills in this iron pipe, which frightened the bad old man~

"Well, you stupid boy, do you really think that this sword is as sharp as clay?"

"・・・・・・, I do think that the sword in front of me looks like a sharpened iron rod, and it has been pulled out anyway, why is it so dim?"

"Nonsense, how can you easily activate the power in it without the power of flames?"

"But I don't have enough flame power!"

Tattoo Qing was stunned, this stinky boy simply has no combat rules, and he can't even control the basic power of flames, even if he is the one who is designated to choose, how can he be so stupid?

"The power of fire, there are two sources"

"One is close to the source of fire, this power will naturally be slowly replenished, you see that old king Griffin is known as the unparalleled [Flame King], but if he leaves the royal city, the supply of this flame power will definitely be greatly reduced, so this old immortal guy has never dared to leave the royal city at will. And the other way to supplement it is, kill!"

"Kill?!", Lance was surprised, is this also a way to replenish his strength?

"Yes, the only people who can really harness the flames are those who have the brand, like me, and you. However, everyone has a faint power of fire, but there is no brand as a switch for the [container], and there is no [skill] to drive"

"The more powerful the opponent, the more you can become the object of [fire absorption] after death, of course, if the method is not right, you can only absorb a small amount of fire power, and even after releasing the first [fire spell], the supply in a short period of time cannot release the second one, I believe you have this feeling, looking at your appearance with fewer arms and eyes, it must be the reaction power that touches the [rules]!"

Lance, for the first time in his life, met a person at the level of a teacher, and couldn't help but burst into tears, and almost didn't kneel down, so that the bad old man in front of him could educate himself

However, time was pressing, and there was no room for Lance to be more complicated and polite, so Lance asked directly

"I, how can I use the power of fire to drive this legendary artifact sword, and how can I absorb the power of fire for myself?"

And the bad old man tattooed Qing continued to light a cigarette unhurriedly, and after thinking in silence for a long time, he said slowly

"How did you drive the power of flames, just apply the same way to this sword, at least that's what King Charles did back then, after all, I haven't been able to control such an artifact, and you need to grasp and figure out the details yourself. However, when it comes to the matter of [sucking fire], there is a reference, it is rumored that King Charles died at the top of the Dragon's Claw Peak that year, and [Flame King] Griffin not only ate the blood of the hunting horse in order to make the dark sky burn twenty flames, but later he couldn't eat it, and let the heavy riders slaughter the hunting horses one by one on the spot, and the blood donation directly drenched Griffin's body, however, it seems that this matter has not spread much, and those who know it, the damned ones are dead, and I am the only one~, so from this point of view, blood is the key to continuing to maintain the power of flames, oh, let me see your brand!"

Anyway, the tattooed green directly detoured behind Lance despite the objections, and lifted Lance's clothes without saying a word, if this scene was seen by the princess and others, he must be angry and wanted to vomit blood, one old and one young two men sat and stood like this, one stroked with his hand, and the other wanted to refuse and welcome, the strange situation in the scene, people who didn't know thought that the two were catching lice~

"I!", Lance blushed and stopped talking, after all, the slave of the flame had repeatedly emphasized that the only way to control the power of the flame could be obtained through experience and chance, so Lance could only endure the old guy's iron fingers to pick at the imprint to find out clearly

"Phew, you kid is really lucky, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's just that there are too few brands as [containers], only three, it seems that even if your blue fire wants to burn on this continent, it will be difficult to become a prairie fire, but who can say for sure?", looking at it, the old guy actually let out a "huh" sound~

"By the way, you've already killed someone, and it looks like you're a light cavalry-level opponent, otherwise how could there be a faint glow on your brand?"

"This~", Lance also knew that it was useless to hide it, so he could only pick up some of the previous things and tell the tattooed green to listen, and the old man's reaction when he heard half of it was to scold Lance bitterly

If it were me, I would like to lick it all up, and I would like to let these blood donations directly pour into my brand, or it will also be a heavy horse, or the first wave sent by the Wangcheng Inspector Team, hey, if it is handled properly, at least the imprint on your back can be ignited more than one and a half, or even two, and there is such a timidity as now?"

"Then, what do you say?", Lance was also speechless for a while, after all, there are too many things to learn~