I was humiliated by the Protoss, and I was relegated to the Human Race, falling from the sky, wrapped in only a sheet, feeling the air currents and the wind when I opened my eyes again, I had already found that I had been thrown from the Protoss.

And the person who threw me down doesn't have to think about it, and I know who it is.

I swear that if one day in the future I will take revenge! Take revenge on the god whose name he doesn't know! I don't know the name, but I will never forget that face!

If one day I can turn over, I must let him never recover!

I don't know why I had this thought in my heart at the time, maybe it was because I thought I could live a new life with a different race, and even though I looked dirty and disabled now, I still had hope in my heart, and because I wanted to get revenge, I wanted revenge.

However, hope will never be so easy, and I will fall from the sky to the earth, if the average person would have been crushed long ago.

And I am a Protoss, although my wings have been deprived of the Abolished Godhead, I still have a certain amount of divine power, and when I approached the surface, my falling speed slowed down, causing me to fall very gently into the rice field.

When I finally enjoyed peace in the rice field, I turned to the sky and my tears had already dried up.

I looked at my hometown, I looked at the sky where I could only see a night sky, and the first thought in my mind was not how miserable and dirty I was now, but that the night of the Protoss and the Terran was reversed.

"Ahaha.... Hahahehe...."

I started laughing and looked at the night sky shining with stars and laughed silly, I was probably laughing at myself.

In fact, I understand that the day and night times of the Protoss and the Terrans are the same, but it took a day to fall into the human world.

Staring at the sky for a moment, I reached out and wrapped the sheets around my body, which had already been stained red by my blood, and I could smell the fishy smell and stench.

As I began to close my eyes slightly, I was tired, both mentally and physically.

The morally degraded Protoss is left with only a little warmth left by the blood sheets that have been dyed by themselves.

Now think about it, if I hadn't resisted and been raped at that time, would the end not be so miserable?

If I had chosen to remain silent, I would have gone home like the others and go back to my parents and cry in their arms, and then I would have forgotten my first time over time.

I regret it a little, and I really regret it at the time in the face of my fate, because the consequences of not resisting are much better than resisting.

But it was because of this miserable appearance that I met someone I could trust and follow for the rest of my life, Ten.

At that time, the instantaneous contrast between life and fate made me fall into the dark abyss, how should an angel who was razed and ruined his wings descended to the human race?

It takes almost a thousand years for the divine power to recover, and the godhead cannot be repaired without the main god, and the original wing is already powerless to return to the sky, as if its own flesh and bones have been cut off, it is really gone.

Helpless and thinking about the future of their future is a headache, what if they die like this?

Yes, as long as I decay and slowly pass my life in this rice field, I will starve without food, and if I don't heal, my injuries will slowly worsen, and I will die.

There was a moment when I thought about giving up, if I die, I will die, anyway, my life has been a mess, yes, at that moment I gave up, gave up my life, gave up my life, gave up all the thoughts of getting revenge on that bastard.

But when I opened my eyes again, I was stubborn again when I looked at the Terran sky, maybe I was too hungry or I still had some hope in my heart, so I wrapped myself in a sheet, wrapped in a sheet that was already muddy and unclean, and stumbled out of the rice field.

I walked barefoot in the dirt down the path, wrapped in a sheet to hide my nakedness, my cloak looking dirty.

In any case, although I had suicidal thoughts at the time, I chose to live in secret, and I still had the hope in my heart that I had disappointed me many times, and I didn't want to die like this.

"You have to live."

That's all I had left in my mind at that time.

One day, two days, three days, four days.

I spent four days begging for food in the small village, and the villagers were kind enough to give me leftovers when they saw my downfall, and they didn't look down on me, and they were very kind to me.

At that time, I noticed that it would be so warm in the human race, they were so considerate and gentle, and they were so generous to a beggar I didn't know, although it was just some steamed buns and leftovers and old clothes from the old woman, but their hearts were so warm.

They once asked me whose house I lived in, but I didn't dare to say, not only was it embarrassing, but I was also afraid that when they saw the fate of the angels of the Protoss, they would look down on the other angels and the Protoss.

Don't look at the angels have no status in front of God, but angels are the gods they believe in among these people, they worship angels and long for the protection of angels, so not only for my face but also to protect the hope in their hearts.

I don't want them to see their angels in this way.

I spent a long time in that small village, living on the abandoned morning pile every day, and some of the villagers of the haystack wanted to cook food, and their conditions should be the most remote village belonging to the human race.

The village is not big, and it only takes me half a moment to get around.

The village was full of widows and old people, young people who had gone out to do business, and some young children.

I sat in my "home" in a pair of ripped jeans that they had given me and wrapped in the sheets I had brought with me from the Protoss, and every morning I could see the children holding hands and going to school together.

My home was a hut made of wood that the villagers had pitied me, and it was full of soft grass and a quilt on top.

This home is not big and tidy, but it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain, and I look very ugly with my hair and hair, and I don't wash my face, and the first thing I do when I wake up every day is to wander to see if there is anything new in the village.

Every grandmother and grandfather who saw me would give me a steamed bun or a bun.

Slowly I got used to it, I got used to this kind of life like a domestic animal, I spent every day like this, although it was not good but it was very comfortable, there was no task that had to be completed every day, and I didn't have to look at God's face, yes, it was very comfortable.

On festive days, they will come to me to find me, give me some cotton and quilts so that I can be more comfortable when I am ready for winter, they are really kind, these grandmothers and grandfathers have given me a lot of help, the days are very peaceful, although my conditions are not good, but very reassuring.

However, as time went on, and in just a few months, some of the people in the village began to get sick.

"Did you hear that? Uncle Wang, his most asthma has become severe. ”

"And Aunt Zhang, she didn't know what was going on and suddenly got sick."

"My child has been coughing lately."

I could hear them gossip passing by their door, as if someone in the village was sick.

I didn't pay attention, this is a common little problem, maybe these people came in winter a little cold, with the cold to the swollen little hand scratched the back of the recently begun to itch, I continued to lie on the grass bed wrapped in a cotton quilt to sleep.

Then, a few days later in the morning, as I passed by, I noticed that many people in the family were sick, like a plague, and for several days the people in this small village began to get sick.

What's going on? I don't understand? Suddenly what's wrong with everyone?

I went into their homes and looked anxiously at their painful appearances, trying to help them with something but not knowing what to do.

“.... You, what's wrong? No, it's okay..."

I haven't opened my mouth to speak for a long time, my voice is very hoarse and I can't bite clearly, looking at the old grandmother who has been giving me steamed buns on the bed and asked.

“.... Ahem, ahem! Cough! ”

“！？”

The old woman coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood, and I was shocked and quickly helped her up, but she slowly closed her eyes, and I felt that something was wrong, and I reached out to her person and found that she was no longer breathing.

He's dead? Why? All of a sudden, what's wrong with everybody?

I ran around and went from house to house to find dead paralyzed paralyzed, even children!

I ran to the entrance of the village at a loss, and looked back at the village that was already full of black mist emitted by the plague, my eyes were full of confusion and tears, I didn't know what was going on, I didn't understand anything, there was nothing I could do.

I only noticed the burning sensation in my back, the uncomfortable feeling in my back, and I only noticed it when I turned around and pulled up the tattered vest and bypassed the sheets over my head.

My torn wing, the wound was infected and swollen, and the blisters looked disgusting, and the flesh in six places was red, and even the blisters were going up and down as if they could breathe.

Since I fell into this village, I have never treated my back injuries, and I have been deliberately covering up the pain alone in order not to let the villagers notice the injuries on my back.

Because the living conditions are not good for a long time, the wound is infected and rotten, and the bacteria are emitted, so the village will become like this? That's why it will emanate....

Pestilence?

I understood, looking at the severity of the infection behind my back, I understood that I was responsible for all this in front of me.

The germs of the Protoss must be incurable for ordinary people, these bacteria slowly accumulate and become a plague, and I am the source of the plague, killing these kind grandmothers and grandfathers and even children with a great future, I am!

"You're the culprit who unleashed this germ, what's going on with your dirty back?"