"Remember what?

Remember the glory of the barbarians?

Simply ridiculous.

What glory did the barbarians of our time have?

Driven from one end to the other by the devil, they are just a bunch of lost dogs.

It can’t be the time to remember the first generation ancestors, right?

I can’t even remember a few stories from that time, she knows nothing.”

Cassius did not hide his malice at all...

Bad mouth is also his trademark.

“Perhaps I’m just remembering the sense of relief I felt when I was dying in Orak’s secret realm?

Isn’t it often said that death is a kind of relief?”

Couture paid no attention to Cassius's rude remarks.

He has long been accustomed to the other party's rude way of speaking.

"Then tell me, what you thought before you died was liberation?"

Cassius rolled his eyes.

"Before I died, my only thought was whether I could survive."

Kotur's answer was particularly honest.

"Isn't that the end? Living people always have expectations for life.

If life were not too painful, who would want to die?

Anyway, don't say anything about other people's thoughts about life and death.

We all know how difficult it is to change someone."

Cassius patted Cultur on the arm.

These two guys both tried to change each other back then.

Couture hopes Cassius can be a little more polite...

At least don't open your mouth and start swearing within three sentences.

And Cassius Death Cultur can be a little more ruthless.

Don't be enthusiastic about everything.

The result is that neither of the two people has changed the other.

On the contrary, I changed myself a little bit.

Later on, the two of them would at least not think about changing others.

This kind of change in oneself is like a kind of growth.

"I had high hopes!"

Jessica's voice was particularly strong, even a little harsh.

It's like roaring at the risk of everything.

It's a pity that she doesn't understand Cassius' ability to turn any trash talk into a war cry.

So it just seems harsh.

"Whose high hopes?

Orak's?

Stop making trouble, he just doesn't want to see another life passing before his eyes after he dies.

I hope you know that it is also a skill for colleagues who remain confident to be less confident themselves.

And you seem a little too confident.

You seem a little different from ordinary people, but to the Nephalem.

You could be said to be born weak."
Chapter completed!