"Were you hurt?" The pretty nurse from the Wood Mage Legion noticed Lu Yang and the others walking to the entrance.
Everyone wore cloaks that concealed their faces, making the nurse and the other wounded warriors look concerned.
"Brother, was your face injured?"
"It's fine. No matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed. Your face can be restored too."
"The wound on your face is your medal of honor. Tell us, brother, how many enemies did you kill?"
The cheers from the wounded soldiers' camp instantly calmed Lu Yang's aching heart. He passed the nurse and walked over to the warriors of the Savage God Legion, smiling as he said, "You aren't afraid of death? You just finished a battle, yet you're all this happy."
"Afraid of death?" The Savage God Race warrior was displeased. He said proudly, "I'm God King Tier 4 now, with a pure Primal Savage Gods bloodline. I'm wearing Chaos Alloy armor and carrying a Chaos Alloy warhammer. I'm a heavy assault warrior of the Iron Blood Brotherhood. Afraid of death? Whatever could make me afraid hasn't been born yet."
Lu Yang laughed. "You've got plenty of guts, brother."
The Savage God Race warrior's expression turned solemn, his face fierce as he said, "Of course. From now on, only others will fear us. We'll never fear our enemies again."
A Redstone Emperor Clan warrior walked up to Lu Yang with a slight frown and patted his shoulder. "Brother, ever since we fought our way from Earth to this world, none of us brothers have feared death. I don't know which legion you belong to, but if you're truly afraid, you can apply to leave. Plenty of brothers who aren't afraid of death are waiting to take your place. You don't need to