It’s just that most of the time he will never be emotional!
"What you bring is the cheapest kind from the convenience store. We are not new to this world now."
Olongus put the empty can in his hand aside, and there was already a small mound-like can on the ground.
"So you might as well tell me the stories of your battle of wits and courage with the devil. Those stories are more attractive than the wine you brought."
Olongus said casually.
He is not here to supervise Constantine, he is only interested out of curiosity when he sees Constantine looking into the distance.
"I learned a lot from an asshole, and I couldn't help but marvel at how people can be such an asshole."
Constantine said sadly.
"What makes an asshole like you feel like an asshole?"
Olongus was a little concerned about this.
He had never seen such a unique guy as Constantine.
In the sanctuary, good people and bad people are not polarized.
But there are not many guys as complex as Constantine, and none of the complex guys can put themselves on the other side of madness like Constantine and still laugh.
"How do you think the planet beneath our feet was born?"
Constantine suddenly asked.
"I don't care about this kind of thing. Angels and demons over there are making these things. If I must say it, those mages can also do this kind of thing."
Ou Longhua said nonchalantly.
"You mentioned it was manufacturing.
When Bulkesso forged weapons, I knew what those weapons did.
So what do those guys who made the planet do?"
Constantine asked quietly.
"You mean the thing that was born in the middle of the planet?"
Olongus asked with a little doubt.
"What I am waiting for is the guy who is inextricably linked to that thing. I have left enough clues for them before."
Constantine twisted his mouth.
"I always feel that those guys you mentioned may not be able to get to Harrogath."
Olongus curled his lips and said.
At this time, Kalqiu was looking at a speedster who was constantly spinning at the foot of the holy mountain with a puzzled face.
The conditions for climbing the Holy Mountain are actually not harsh at all. This is not a place only heroes can set foot on.
As long as you have the right courage at the right time, climbing the holy mountain only requires firm steps.
"There have been more and more weird guys lately."
Kalqiu took a closer look at the guy who was still circling and then lowered his head.
He was holding a small stone in his hand, and Calcio was carving an image of Mardoc holding a battle ax bit by bit with his nails.
Although the three ancestors have a transcendent status, not all three of them receive the same treatment among the ancestor spirits.
Compared to Talik and Korik, these ancestral spirits admired and even awed Mardoc.
Constantine just smiled after hearing what Eulongus said.
"If they can't even climb the sacred mountain of the barbarians, then I won't have to worry about anything when I do something.
You understand, right? Some guys are just good at charging."
Constantine said with a smile.
"What gives you the illusion that you can be a almsgiver? Is it your power as a demon hunter?"
Olongus frowned.
Of course he could hear what Constantine meant.
Him waiting here is not an inevitable result, it is just that Constantine gave those guys a chance to communicate with him.
Olongus didn't like the appearance of someone being superior, so he asked the question at this time.
And Constantine's answer will determine whether Eulongus will continue to listen to Constantine's story, or throw this bastard directly to the foot of the Holy Mountain - by throwing the "Spear of the Ancients"!
"I know a lot of interesting things, but I can't share too much with you.
Let's put it this way, a group of guys who live a long life, but can only remember a trivial part, are they complete?"
Constantine said meaningfully.
"Like Bulcasso?"
Olongus asked.
"It's different from that. Bulcaisel made his own choice, but in your eyes, his soul is also incomplete.
As for the guys I have to wait for, it’s not certain whether they have the chance to make their own choices, and they seem to think they are gods?”
Constantine's tone was full of sarcasm.
"You mean those guys think that the world won't develop without them?"
Olongus asked as if he understood something.
"Those guys have an admirable side, but they are also ridiculously arrogant and arrogant.
If they are really already on the outskirts of the Holy Mountain but cannot climb Harrogas, it only means that my judgment is correct."
Constantine smiled.
And this smile is the kind of cruel smile that Constantine rarely shows!
It's as if he has already arranged a bad ending for these beings.
"If those guys are really what you said, I wouldn't have said anything without ten jars of good wine when Kolik asked."
Olongus said casually.
For him, something of this magnitude is only worthy of ten jars of good wine.
He doesn't care.
As for why Kolik asked, that is just a hypothesis.
After all, Kolik's respect for life is somewhat excessive, but fortunately, Kolik never asks others to have the same ideas as him.
I won’t even argue with others over my views on life.
Speaking for the dead is only part of respecting life, and Kolik respects the opinions of the living more than the dead.
"Then I asked you to keep it a secret for me for a long time."
Constantine smiled.
This is just a joke.
"Okay, ten plus twenty, I didn't know anything before Kolik offered thirty dollars."
Olongus smiled strangely.
"There are many others behind those guys, and my target is those behemoths."
Constantine said softly.
"I think so. You guys, I have given up trying to figure out your thoughts a long time ago. But just a group of ancient guys shouldn't make you so cautious at this time." Olongus said matter-of-factly: "
How much time do you have left?"
"It's not too long, but it should be enough for me to finish what I need to do.
If Vera intends to deal with me, how many bottles of good wine will I have to pay to gain your protection?"
Constantine asked casually.
To be continued...