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The Other Side Of The Rift

"Oi brat, are you having fun?" Ruger's voice came as he said sarcastically.

Just as Constantine was at the end of his rope, Ruger's voice finally sounded in his head. Although Constantine usually found Ruger's voice to be very annoying, at this moment of his greatest despair, Ruger's voice could not be any sweeter in Constantine's ear.

Completely ignoring Ruger's sarcastic words, Constantine frantically shouted at him.

"Old man, you're finally here. quick do something, I'm about to be run over!"

"You... who are you calling an old man? For your information, I am only 3000 years old. I am still in the prime of my youth." Ruger bragged.

'3000 years was not old!!!' Constantine thought in his mind. He had an incredible urge to comment on that right now, but he quickly shook his head and removed that thought from his mind. Now was not the time to deal with that.

In the end, Constantine responded, "Wow, you're so young. How powerful... you're simply the greatest. In that case, do something about this situation if you don't want to see me being turned into a slab of meat paste on a pavement!"

Constantine's breath was coming out in short and rapid gasps and he did not dare to turn back to look at the pack of dooms chasing after him. But the shaking of the ground told Constantine that the dooms were rapidly gaining on him. If he didn't do something soon, he might not last for another 5 minutes.

Forget 5 minutes. Constantine felt like he was going to reach his limit in 30 seconds. His lungs were burning as they screamed for air and his legs were starting to feel like jelly and he almost couldn't support himself to run anymore.

Constantine really didn't have any strength left to argue with Ruger, and he only hoped the bastard could help him out of this predicament.

Unfortunately, Ruger didn't seem to be in a hurry to help Constantine. instead, he had an indignant look on his face as he pouted in displeasure and said, "Humph, you mortals will never understand my greatness. When I was still at my peak, I could destroy a whole planet with just a point of my finger and a single attack. Now look at me, stuck to a clueless and ignorant mortal who is too stubborn for his own good."

"I warned you before, right? But you wouldn't listen to me. Now look at you, coming to ask for my help. Well, too bad for you, unlike when I was at my peak and could instantly end the pitiful lives of these inferior life forms, I can't do much now. You have taken all of my power, leaving me with barely enough to maintain my existence in this pitiful form. So you see, I can't help you, unless..."

Ruger trailed off at the end of his speech. This caused Constantine to be furious...

After complaining about everything and saying such useless words, Ruger turned out to be of no help at all.

Furious at his current predicament and from listening to Ruger, Constantine snapped and shouted in anger, "You're blaming me for what happened to you? How is it my fault that you ended up in this state... who told you to try to possess me?"

"Listen here, old man, you'd better help me right now unless you want both of us to die..."

"Don't forget that your soul is currently fused to mine, so if I die, you will definitely die with me. I want you to think of that for a moment while you consider how to get us out of here. How would you feel if the people that know you knew you died because you didn't succeed in possessing a mortal and had all your powers stolen before dying at the hands of those you call inferior life forms?.."

"I am sure there are a lot of people who would get a kick out of hearing such hilarious news and would laugh at you even when you are dead," Constantine threatened Ruger with Posthumus shame.

This seemed to work because Ruger's face immediately changed into a frown when he heard Constantine's words.

It seemed that even though Ruger would enjoy watching Constantine die; he did not enjoy the idea of himself dying at a place like this and in such a ridiculous manner.

Immediately, Ruger replied, "Humph!"

"I'm not saying I can't help you out of danger. I'm just saying that I don't have the power to directly act to save you. You have sucked away all my power, leaving me with only a tiny bit that I used to maintain this current form. If I try to help you, I will risk losing this form and dissipating completely as I fuse with your soul. I refuse to do that. I'd rather die than let you have everything of mine, so if you want me to help you, you have to share some of your power with me."

"How about it brat... can you do that?" Ruger asked with a smile on his face.

Hearing Ruger's words, Constantine frowned. he did not answer immediately, and he hesitated for a moment. The reason was that something was telling him that Ruger was up to no good and he was plotting something.

Constantine did not know what it was that Ruger wanted, but after quickly thinking about his words, he felt that Ruger most likely wanted to take his power back from Constantine.

Constantine did not know exactly how this worked, but deep inside him, he felt that if he did as Ruger wanted, things would end up bad for him.

Constantine wanted to refuse Ruyer's request, but soon he remembered his current situation and realized a terrible fact... he had no choice but to do as Ruger wanted.

there was nothing Constantine could do to save himself. The only way was to rely on Ruger. even though Constantine knew that he had inherited Ruger's powers, he didn't know how to make use of them.

Right now, Ruger's powers were lying dormant in Constantine's body and Constantine had no way to awaken them. If he wanted to save himself, the best bet was to awaken Ruger's powers and use them to get out of here. Since he could not do that, then, just as Ruger had said, he would have to allow Ruger to awaken the dormant powers in his body and use it to save them.

Since Ruger was the original owner of these powers, he was naturally able to awaken them if Constantine let him use his body. But this was where the risk lay.

Who knew if Ruger would use this chance to try to take over Constantine's body again and if he did that, what were the chances that Constantine would be able to protect himself once more just like the first time?

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