Heroes will always come to people's mind when they are in danger. In a happy life, no one will miss those sacrificed lives.

What Satan said surprised Shen Yanxiao. She had to admit that what Satan said was true.

The protoss have paid all for this world, but how many people will remember their sacrifice after the war of gods and demons?

Nearly ten thousand years, nearly ten thousand years of wind and frost, have consumed the history of blood and tears, that once earth shaking campaign, has gradually faded from people's memory, generations of oral transmission, will eventually return to zero.

How many of the major races saved by the whole clan will remember the gods that have disappeared in the world?

After Shen Yanxiao's rebirth, for a long time, she had never heard any rumors about the Shenzu, nor heard the word "Shenzu" from anyone's mouth.

If it wasn't for Xiu, maybe Shen Yanxiao wouldn't have known the extinct race at all.

How sad is this?

Once heroes were gradually forgotten, forgotten the human suffering from the war, still fighting with each other, even the body repaired was taken by the group of warlocks to do the experimental materials.

In return for good, human beings often do such things.

The smile on Shen Yanxiao's face faded little by little, and his brow began to wrinkle gradually.

Is xiudang really without any resentment? At the beginning, he chose to die with Satan in order to save the lives of the people. But at last, what he dug out was the souls of the descendants of mankind who had been saved by him, who released the demons and took the spirit of doushen as the key of the blood of the God race, which were gradually divided and repaired.

Is it true that people who have been saved by themselves don't complain when they treat them like this?

"Xiao Xiao."

Suddenly the sound of Xius sounded.

"That's the bewitchment of the demons. Don't worry about it."

Shen Yanxiao was slightly stunned. Suddenly, the struggle and agony in his heart disappeared in the cold voice.

"Demons are good at bewitching people with their looks and words. They don't need to listen to their words." Xiu raised his hand and touched Shen Yanxiao's hair hanging on his shoulder. He felt the confusion and hesitation in Shen Yanxiao's heart, which was the result of the enchantment of the demon words.

Shen Yanxiao was surprised. "I just thought that Satan's words were reasonable."

"What the protoss want to protect is not any race, but the balance between heaven and earth. Whether there are other races or not is not important for the protoss, so we never feel that other races owe us, because the goal of our own protection is not them." He knew that Satan's words had the ability to bewitch people. The demon family was born to be a language expert who was good at stirring up the dark side of people's hearts. Shen Yanxiao had no contact with the demon family, so he would not be prepared.

"Tut Tut, you just want to let the little guy relax, the balance between heaven and earth? If you are not trying to protect other races, why should you take the lead? " Satan did not stop his demagogues.

But this time, Shen Yanxiao's eyes were very clear. She looked at Satan and said with a smile, "the past is history after all. I don't care what happened to the Protoss. I know that from now on, I will be the only one to protect, and I believe in only one God."