That feeling of being able to annihilate my existence at any time is really not good."

Constantine stood in the middle of a street, the sweat on his face making him feel like he had washed his face.

Although he still had no emotion of fear at this time, the tension brought about by the feeling that his life was about to wither at any time made him very uncomfortable.

Constantine himself could hardly remember the last time he was nervous.

"Bah~"

Constantine spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, and the cigarette butt left a deep pit on the ground.

Although it's not big, it's definitely deep enough.

The more he felt the power of the witcher, the more troublesome he felt.

Discipline value? Hatred value?

When it comes to hatred, Constantine has no shortage of it.

He understands the ugliness of people, and he also understands what the devil is.

But commandments?

Let alone discipline, Constantine had almost no self-discipline.

If he had, he wouldn't have wanted to smoke after suffering from lung cancer.

Although it feels a bit like breaking a jar, it is seeking death, and it seems that it might be more peaceful if you leave on your own.

Constantine never denied that he was a scumbag and disdained rules such as commandments.

He is the kind of guy who won't regret breaking the law when he is caught, but only complains that he was unlucky enough to be caught.

Constantine never knew what awe was.

Well, this is also one of his great strengths.

A guy who is in awe of everything can't make the devil play around.

"So Constantine, you need my help now?"

Loki's cold voice came, and he didn't know that he had appeared behind Constantine at this time.

Currently he and Constantine have the same goal, the devil.

Also have similar thoughts.

For example, you need a teammate who can cooperate with each other.

Even the ideas for choosing teammates are very similar.

Don't be stupid, be smart.

You can also not think too much about betrayal.

With such a request in front of them, the two of them seemed to have no other choice besides each other.

This is how you like it.

"Dear Frost Giant Prince, one of the guardians of Asgard.

Of course I need your help, but are you ready to be betrayed by me?

What I have to do almost always involves death, otherwise I wouldn't be so keen on collecting teammates.

But I still want to confirm whether your goal and mine are the same."

Constantine took out a whole pack of cigarettes, stuffed one into his mouth and handed it to Loki.

Maybe smoking is an effective way to get closer socially, but Loki doesn't seem to be very interested in it.

"Do you really think it's a good idea for us to be honest with each other?

If our goals are inconsistent or even conflicting, then a fight can only break out.

I don't want to do that because interesting people like you are rare."

Loki said the words of "Yunshanwulao" with an evil smile on his face.

Well, the adjective "evil" seems to be only suitable for Loki.

This guy at least looks worthy of that description.

If Loki could construct a memory palace in his frost giant's brain, he might be more worthy of the description of evil...

"Come on, we use each other.

Those who suffer losses can just admit their defeat.

It’s better not to dig out each other’s little secrets.

We are both adults, so let’s leave some dignity to both parties.”

Constantine spoke in a very sad tone, and it was impossible to tell his true emotions for a while.

Who knows what was going on in Constantine's mind.

He is the kind of guy who is most out of place, and this approach is generally described like this.

Go to graves and burn newspapers to fool ghosts.

"My brother and sister are not idle, they are strong enough to provide sufficient help in terms of force.

And what can you bring us?"

Loki's words were very contemptuous, which is not surprising.

Loki himself is a very proud guy.

The idea of ​​looking down on others seems to have been engraved in his blood for a long time.

Fortunately, at least there are warm areas on his body...

Well, there is always...

Thor might be able to testify to this?

After all, Loki is only half a Frost Giant. Maybe we can call him the "cool" person of ice?

"Can you not cooperate?

Have I forced you? Isn’t it necessary for each of you to use each other according to his own abilities?

Do you still plan to make me your vassal?

Wake up, Prince Loki.

You are just a lone mage now.

Although you are much stronger than before, you don't even dare to tell your mother what you want to do.

How do you make me believe that your brother and sister can help?

I'm not your silly brother, I won't be fooled easily."

Constantine said something offensive expressionlessly, but the terrible thing was that Loki didn't refute.

Because Constantine is right, what he wants to do cannot be told to others.

"Okay, I'm going to the Burning Hell in a few days. Can you show me the way?"

There was no dissatisfaction on Loki's face.

This is true pride.

No longer easily angry and roaring because of external things.

But this arrogance is rooted deep in my heart.

This way, at least you won't get the enemy easily, and you won't run the risk of being grabbed by the ankle by some big guy and smashed back and forth.

Respect is something that is always mutual.

That's fine now.

"No problem, it's just that the two hell demons over there are still fighting.

If you plan to observe it up close, I hope you can bring me some of the Poison King's venom when you come back.

I think that thing seems to be able to play a huge role in certain situations.”

Constantine seemed to just say this casually.

He didn't plan to stay in the burning hell for too long.

As for the venom of the Poison King, it is not something that can be collected easily.

This is as outrageous as someone saying they want to borrow some pain from Duriel.

Duriel never lends pain to others because he never collects the debt.

All his pain is given away for free, or given away on a rush.

Loki understood that Constantine was just joking.
Chapter completed!