Cathmiro didn't say anything, but his face calmed down again. He looked at him coldly, slowly retracted the knife, stared at him for a while, and suddenly waved his hand, "Let him go, I want to hear what he said next."

"Thank you, Chief, thank you, Chief." Raman shook his left hand and stroked his right chest with his left hand, hurriedly thanking him. In any case, Liang Chen was his savior. If he really watched Liang Chen die in front of him, he was powerless, for this youngest and most outstanding warrior in Bonnasi, it would undoubtedly be a huge shame in Yongming's heart.

Cathmiro ignored him and just continued to stare at Liang Chen, especially in his eyes, with a sharp look, as if he was about to penetrate his eyes and see his heart.

After a while, he asked slowly, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

Liang Chen moved his hands and feet, turned his neck twice, stood there and smiled slightly, "Of course I'm afraid of death, because if I die, there will be many people in this world who are sincerely sad for me. I don't want them to suffer like that, so I want to live well."

"Then why didn't you hide just now? With your ability, even if two people pressed you, if you fight to the death, you can dodge my knife, and you might even have more amazing performances." Cathmiro asked coldly.

"If I hide, I feel guilty. So, I can't hide. Of course, I believe in my eyes more, because the Chief Cathmiro in my eyes is definitely not a cruel ruler who chops people's heads indiscriminately. I can see your responsibility to the tribe and benevolence to the tribe. It is precisely because of this that even if I don't hide, you will not cut me down. Of course, if you really cut down, it will only be considered my unlucky, but if you continue this knife, it will also ruin the future of all the people of the Abak tribe, and turn everything that originally had hope into a dark bubble." Liang Chen stood there, smiled, and put a big hat on Cathmiro.

But Casmiro was not grateful and just sneered, "Liang Chen, don't say these meaningless words. I am not as great as you think. But what I am very curious is that you said that we Abak tribe will face a catastrophe together. I am very interested in hearing what the reason for your statement is. Of course, we will distinguish whether it is true or false. However, we will always give you a chance to speak." Casmiro looked at Liang Chen and said.

"It's done." Gao Yu heard this, wiped the sweat from his forehead, sucked rapidly, swallowed with difficulty, and said in a low voice. What he said was that Liang Chen finally had a chance to have a real conversation with these chiefs.

"I seem to understand a little." Li Tie's mind was also very quick, and he nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand too." Ma Tao was also joining in the fun, but he got a lot of rolling eyes. Wang Linlin saw that he was angry and kicked him off the chair, occupying his position, leaving him helpless.

"Okay, since the leader of Cathmiro wants to hear it, I naturally want to say it. Actually, I know that there are only two major races in your Jimofania, one is your Abak tribe, and the other is the Carters. However, for so many years, your Abak tribe has been brutal ruled by the Carters tribe, and has launched a massacre against you. The hatred between the two races is deeper than the sea and can never be let go. If there is really a chance, neither of you will mind completely extermination of this race, right?" Liang Chen took out a cigarette to light it, vomited a faint smoke, and asked with a smile.

"That's right." Cathmiro said coldly. He was not surprised that Liang Chen knew this, because he knew that Liang Chen was not an ordinary person, and these things must not be hidden from him.

"Okay, what I want to say now is that the spring of the Cartersi tribe has come, and the doomsday of your Abak tribe is coming. If you don't find a way, I'm afraid that the day for your Abak tribe to suffer a catastrophe is not far away." Liang Chen took a sip of the cigarette and stared at Cathmiro through the thick smoke.

Cathmiro was stunned, turned his head to look at the chiefs, and then burst into laughter, "Hahaha..." The laughter resounded throughout the valley, and a group of chiefs laughed so hard that tears were almost flowing out.

"Liang Chen, your joke is so interesting. I have to admit that you can still make such jokes at the critical moment of life and death. Our catastrophe is not far away? Hahahaha, our Abak tribe has fought with Cartersi for so many years. Although countless people have died, the tenacious Abak tribe still exists in Jimofania. Not only does it exist in the past, but it exists now, and it will continue to exist in the future. Why do you have the right to judge that we will perish collectively? This is simply the funniest joke I have ever heard." Cathmiro pointed at Liang Chen and laughed.

"You really think it's funny?" Liang Chen looked at him and asked faintly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips, which made Casmiro slightly angry and also stunned.

He slowly closed his smile, "You might as well tell me, why does our doomsday arise? Don't tell me that the prophecy about the end of the world is about to come true. This prophecy has nothing to do with us, and we never believe in those vague and ethereal things." Cathmiro stared at Liang Chen and kept sneering.

"I don't believe in the so-called doomsday prophecy, and the doomsday has long passed. The facts can only prove that whoever believes this prophecy is stupid." Liang Chen shook his head and smiled, and then his expression became solemn, "But I know that behind the Cartersey clan there is already a huge group of forces supporting them, requiring weapons and funds. If they were originally just a ferocious tiger, then now it not only has sharp teeth, but also has a pair of wings, becoming more fierce and intractable."

"Is this why you call the end of our Abak tribe coming?" Cathmiro smiled coldly, with an indescribable sarcasm in his eyes. He suddenly looked back, "Warriors of the Abak tribe, please answer him, what if the tiger has wings?"

"We will use the arrows in our hands to cut off its wings and pull out its minions. We will tell them with facts that the Abak people's territory, in the dense jungle, the tiger with wings is just a fat cat that cannot fly." A loud response sounded around, and countless warriors raised the sword spears in their hands, and roared in anger.
Chapter completed!