Aurel gently asked the identity of the person on the other end of the phone.
 Slightly trembling.
 She may plan to fight the barbarians.
 Higher heavens are not monolithic, and even less so is the burning hell.
 But barbarians are never ambiguous when dealing with the outside world!
Even if two warriors were fighting over a bloody feud just a moment ago, when facing a common enemy, they would put aside their differences and immediately join the fight.
 Personal grudges were placed behind the continuation of the race.
 The barbarians are a unit, and Auriel has no intention of being hostile.
 “It’s me, Sonya!
How to use this thing? I remember that guy taught me how to make a video last time?"
Sanya's voice came from the phone, and Constantine could picture Sonya's confused look on the phone through the phone.
 It is not difficult to teach barbarians to use mobile phones. The rare thing is to prevent them from crushing these cheap gadgets out of anger when playing games or making phone calls.
 Constantine spent all the salary he received at S.H.I.E.L.D. on a mobile phone.
 Because Maddock would talk on the phone to Tariq and the others standing in front of him, and pretend to be Cassius.
This thing is truly a consumable, and it is disposable.
 The good news is that Constantine always has access to the most capable of fighting among the barbarians.
Playing with balance? To be honest, Constantine is not very good at it.
 What he is good at is "win-win"!
Constantine likes to win twice!
Chapter completed!