Just now, in order to protect the old people and children in the village, they fought to the death with the blood bats, of course...... Their fight was in vain, and there were too many blood bats.

There is a huge disparity in strength, and there is no suspense in the result.

"Marry, Abel, Osna, you all carry on your back something called 'hope,' which no one else has. I see in the three of you a possibility, and that's why I'm keeping you. ”

The man left the three of them to take their last breath and, in an instant, healed all of their wounds.

The three people who stood up again looked at the village strewn with corpses, all clenched their fists, and their eyes were split.

They are all homeless people taken in by this village, and the warm and kind villagers help them settle down and live a stable life, all this ...... It seems like it was only yesterday.

Now, however, that is a thing of the past.

Their enemies also happen to be their saviors.

"I know each of you's past, and I know each of you's suffering, because I am God, Gloria."

The batwing man looked at the three of them coldly, speaking in that emotionless tone.

All three of them are of different races, and in today's world where the Terran is thriving, their conspicuous identities have led them to be banished from most of humanity.

When they were about eighteen or nineteen years old, the three of them came to this nameless village.

Most of the villagers are humans, but these humans have taken in many foreign children and raised them, teaching them basic life skills.

The three of them were touched by the rare harmony of the village, and they stayed. Twenty years had passed until the day of destruction, and they had all married and had children, and had truly become part of the village.

"Gloria, why are you doing this?!" Marry angrily banged on the ring of shelter, striking her head hard against it, but it was all in vain.

They are aliens, but not gods.

"Marry, stop struggling, we've all heard about the Protoss...... In fact, it was a being standing at the top of the world, and we ......" Abel gradually calmed down.

"We can't defeat the Protoss, at least, not now." Osna stopped the desperate Marry and said in a very heavy tone.

All three of them fell silent in despair.

"Now, it is up to me, Gloria, to explain to you the difference between gods and men."

The batwing man said, slowly standing up.

"The gods often mingle with people, but they don't know that they are going to get into the bad habits of the gods, they are greedy for pleasure, even indulged in beauty and alcohol, and they are greedy and selfish like humans.

However......

Even if they completely forget their identity and mission, they will only become fallen gods, and they will not be punished in any way.

Fall is the prerogative of the gods, not of man.

Once a man falls, he will sink into the abyss of nightmares, and he will need to be judged by the gods, who will deprive him of his few rights, make him struggle in sorrow and pain, and eventually lose everything.

Isn't it fair? Hum...... Actually, this is a very reasonable thing.

To say why...... Hmph, human beings have been vassals of the gods since the day they were born, and the rules of human existence are customized for them by the gods.

They need to follow the instructions of the gods and live a bad and miserable life according to the rules, even if they become noble, and even try to get closer to the gods, they are still only imitators of the gods. ”

"That's the biggest difference between gods and humans.

God, he is a god from the moment he is born, not because he cultivates properly to become a god, nor because he is good enough to become a god, even if it is those fallen gods, he still has a godhead, which is essentially different from human beings. ”

The batwing man spoke, and the conversation changed.

"Not long ago, a human came to my territory, and he unashamedly announced that he would completely eradicate all the Protoss and deprive the Protoss of all their talents and powers!

I fought him for three days and three nights, and in the end, he defeated me by despicable means, even destroying my territory, breaking my wings, and watching me fall into the mire.

I, Gloria, have never suffered such humiliation.

I had reminded him more than once that the gods and the humans, and the aliens, would become depraved after gaining a long lifespan and unlimited potential. Strength is original sin, and original sin gives rise to greed, selfishness, violence, and...... All sorts of other sins.

It has to be said that this is a reasonable phenomenon, even if it is not a good phenomenon.

And yet, that human being told me that what we thought was 'reasonable' was no longer reasonable!

Hum...... Look, the Protoss has been given the privilege of ruling all the weak from above, such a thing has lasted for thousands of years, and it is bound to continue in the future, this is a matter determined by strength, where is it unreasonable?

Why can an unreasonable thing last for tens of millions of years?

The Protoss, who has borne the original sin of the whole world, will end up being trampled under the feet of these weak guys, and they will be criticized and criticized!

Original sin is invincible, and the Protoss only faithfully follows this rule...... No, every race that exists in the world is following this rule!

What about Marie, Abel, Osna, you guys who are burdened with "hope"?

Can you break out of the rules? ”

After listening to the bat-winged man's words, the three of them glanced at each other.

In their opinion, it is impossible to empathize with Gloria's plight.

After all, they were aliens, or the weakest aliens, who had no natural brute strength and were very ordinary, and they had never felt "on top".

The batwing man smiled, "You can speak freely, and I, based on what you say, will decide your final outcome." Perhaps, you can get a lot of good things from me with just a few words......"

"Don't gossip there to confuse the crowd, you damn fallen god!" "Being strong is not a reason for you to bully the weak, nor is it a reason for you to fall, and you don't want to buy us with anything, we will definitely ...... Will definitely ......."

What must happen? Marry couldn't speak.

His heart was filled with hatred, and he wanted to slash the damned god, but ...... With the strength of the three of them, is it really possible?

Abel fell into deep thought and didn't say a word.

Osna said slowly: "Whether it is a human race or an alien race, if it is converted to the position of the Protoss, maybe it will really become the next Protoss, and this process of 'transformation' will cause disasters for most people." ”

Marry looked at his companion in disbelief.

Osna also looked at him: "Actually, for ordinary people, it doesn't matter who is enjoying the privilege at all, and it won't be our turn anyway, right?" ”

Abel said: "Osna is right, if we can survive, then where we survive and who we live with, it will be the same. ”。

At this moment, a more real question is in front of them: survival!

What will they have to do to survive from the hands of this god of killing?!