Chapter 1191 (1/2)
”I just came to ask for some help...” Constantine was driven out of the forgotten bar.
Gorilla detective Bobo used all his self-control to stop kicking the bitch's ass.
”I just asked him to help us investigate the creation of magic by the second Prophet... The hairy primate drove us out,” Constantine muttered to himself.
But there was an echo from the seemingly empty side.
”Maybe it's your friend's bad name!”
”Are we friends?” Constantine flicked the ash from his yellow windbreaker, picked up the cigarette butts just dropped on the ground because he was driven out and hung them on his mouth again.
”Er...” the invisible voice made a nausea sound.
”Of course not... Can't you order another one? Also, I've seen you smoke three packs of cigarettes today. As a mage, you should know to stay away from those bad hobbies and things that will affect your brain.”
”I smoke, drink and have promiscuity... But I'm a good mage!” Constantine said with a curl of his mouth. ”And... Which mage are you talking about? The mages here are like this... Dark, gray and chaotic. Day by day, believe me, I'm not the only one who has these habits.”
”The mage should be a wise man...” the voice said, ”you are the shame of the mage.”
”You are not much better than us, smart and wise? Calm and indifferent? Mages are essentially cheaters, thieves and thieves. We are people who distort rules and abuse power, discover and exploit loopholes in rules. No matter how self disciplined and wise you appear, we are chaotic in essence.” Constantine said: ”If it weren't for the abuse of spell power... Would you be rushed out of time and can only contact me through this thing?”
Constantine picked up the chain tied to agomodo's eye and mocked strange, who communicated with him through an artifact.
Strange didn't refute, because he knew that although Constantine was full of crooked reasoning and wild entanglement, he stabbed the essence of magic that strange had never thought of. Gu Yi told him: a mage is a person who looks for energy from other dimensions and casts it into a weapon.
But Constantine goes further - a mage is someone who distorts and uses the rules to cheat.
Even if the cheating system is set by the creator himself.
But the creator is not a kind-hearted person, let alone a philanthropist. The ”magic” left by the creator is not a kind move for these mages. The creator has his own purpose. For mages, this ”purpose” is not a natural phenomenon that can ignore the past and do not need to think about it. It may make mages lose money... Compensate themselves.
”Where's the next goal!” strange's figure flashed by Constantine: ”and the distance between us is getting closer and closer... It's not a good thing for you. I'm connected with you outside of time. You can pull me into the world temporarily, but the forces between us are mutual, and I'm pulling you out of time.”
”And in this tug of war, you won't lose out of time.”
”I know...” Constantine took a puff of smoke and let strange appear in the void through the smoke. The supreme mage did well out of time. He was still a magic floating cloak, but his eyes spewed out a foot long white light, which looked more and more mage like. He still wore the robe of master kamataj, but when he appeared in time after he was transferred to dimension Lord There will be some visions next to him, representing the attribute of his' territory '.
The dimension occupied by strange is obviously not a positive force.
Blood light and shadow gushed around him, and indescribable darkness enveloped him, looking like another demon king trying to trade his dirty soul with Constantine.
”I'm used to it!” Constantine said quietly:
”I can see it.” strange recalled the scene when Constantine first met him through the eyes of agomodo: ”supreme mage of the alien world, I'm here to negotiate terms with you! But it's agreed... I don't want to give anything. The world needs your strength. If it goes well, we can 'get' you back.”