Time, in this narrow space composed of iron pipes, seems to pass very slowly~, in order to preserve his strength, Lance can no longer practice back and forth with Old John, if it weren't for Old John's good talk and persuasion of Lance, maybe Lance would have to go directly to the Colosseum to find out at this moment. www.biquge.info But the Colosseum's habit is that it will only be open to the public at night, and there will only be one or two on weekends, so Lance can only continue to stay here, so as not to go out of the festival, after all, there are still two or three hours to leave the evening, but the material aid plan drawn up by Old John and the other three old men has been carried out one after another, although Lance doesn't know, but he can also guess that Moxie's good brothers, three or five groups have arrived [broken off] The flower shop took the wine bottle, and then pretended to be drunk and returned to the Banshee of the Sea one by one~, the contents of this wine bottle are used to save lives, as a nutritional supplement for the next two or three months of the voyage without a source of vegetables and fruits, after all, the three old men are calculating, this fresh water can be provided with Captain Vic's words, if there is nothing to eat, you can still fish or eat a baitted baby whale, but if there are no vegetables and fruits, everyone will die of scurvy, and then there will be really no power to return to the sky~

But Lance is not worried about these things at the moment, because since the Colosseum has opened, then the main forces of the Royal City Inspectorate will definitely gather at the Colosseum, waiting for these affectionate and righteous young people in Gordon Town to come to save people, anyway, this matter is willing to fight and suffer, but it can also be seen that the control of the Royal City Inspectorate Team over the simple folk customs of Gordon Town is really nuanced~, although Lance doesn't know all this now, but from the perception point of view, Lance knows that the road ahead is not easy to walk at all~

But Old John is really an old man who can't be idle, maybe because of his personality, this old John has traveled too many places and seen too many things, so he can't stop telling stories to Lance, so that Lance can relax and relax

"By the way, does Young Master Lance know the story of the Four Kings?", Old John didn't seem to wait for Lance to speak, and began to talk to himself, taking small sips as he spoke

"The four kings are the saviors of the human race on this continent, maybe the human race at that time could not be called a human being. Of course, the four kings are also the saviors of the night beasts~~"

"I know this, isn't the Valley of the Giants the last mausoleum of the Four Kings, although I have never been to the place southwest of the royal city, but I have heard the merchants who have been to Gordon Town describe that place, say, how can the Four Kings be so big?", Lance also said boringly, at least to pass the time, at least talk to old John, and his heart is not so panicked

"The four kings ended the rule of the dragon, of course, the giant clan of the four kings was also cursed by the dragon clan, so before it lasted until two hundred years, the human race overthrew the four kings~, although the giant clan where the four kings belonged did not treat humans as food like the dragon clan, but the fate of human slaves back then did not change because the four kings ended the rule of dragons, after all, on the top of human heads, there is still a strong night beast~"

"This, in fact, I also know~, the four kings lit other sources of fire except for the royal city, so that the whole continent gradually brightened up, but I can't figure out that ancient poem, old John should know what kind of verse I'm talking about~"

"Hey, I must understand, young master, isn't it the 'overlord of the sky and the sea, the dragon of the world ......'", Old John couldn't help blurting out, completely unaware that Lance next to him was staring at the ground with suspicious eyes, and Lance's heartbeat was gradually accelerating, after a while, Old John finally made this verse clear~, and Lance's vest also oozed some sweat~Lance wanted to ask Old John how he knew the second half of the verse, but on second thought, it was not time to question everyone around him, so Lance had to ask about something else

"What this poem is about, I don't really understand it~"

"This poem should be written in dragon language by the descendants of the four kings, in addition to describing that heroic and dark age, there is also important information hidden, if I guess correctly, Master Lance must be suspicious of my old John, after all, the second half of this poem, few people know, haha", Old John's upright attitude made Lance speechless, and could only continue to listen to Old John's description

"Young Master Lance must have already found the truth of the loss from the flames, and learned how to control the primary doorway of the power of the blue flame, but if you want to learn more skills, the young master needs to travel to all sides, from the first order of flame ability, to the fifth order, to have the power to change something, of course, in order to survive, just the power of the flame is not enough, you still have to rely on the sword in your hand, and the sword skills you need to control~"

But it goes without saying that Lance knows these words, so Lance asks again

"Why can't I break [the rules] and have to learn from scratch? Why can't I share what I see and hear with others, and I can only comprehend it little by myself, why do I have to rely on chance to acquire all kinds of fighting techniques?"

After all, Lance was already in pain, and it seemed that the power of [the rules] was restraining Lance all the time, but fortunately, Lance used the way of asking questions, and the natural backlash was not serious, but this stumped Old John, after all, Old John did not have a brand on him, so he could only use the news he heard to explain to Lance patiently

"[Rules], in fact, the true meaning of the word for the chosen one, in fact, few people know. Even the lucky ones who are [divided], or the red-robed ones, do not necessarily have access to the flame-fighting slaves. Of course, since as Fila's secret agent, my old John has traveled to so many continents, so I still have heard of it. According to my inference, there is a powerful master behind the flame slave, but it is difficult to judge who this so-called master is only from the classics or ancient monuments. But at least it is certain that even the old king Griffin, who is known as the [Flame King], will follow the instructions of the flame slave, but if you think about it differently, maybe the relationship between the two is an interdependent mutual use~", after a pause, Old John continued

"Lance, you must have sensed the power of this flame. The red flame can bring light and heat, the black flame can burn all the blades, the green flame can bring the hope of recovery and the message of life, and the blue flame has always been only one person can have, so maybe your path is only to start from scratch, learn and grow little by little, because you are the one who is different and chosen~"

"But I~", Lance was silent, and pulled out the [Thunder Light, Soul Destroying Blade] in his hand again, and gently touched the blade with his fingers, what does Old John, the old fox, want to tell himself? Why can't some words be said clearly?