Chapter 270: The Last Prophet

"The news submitted by the cargo department is still not perfect, but according to the current news......

Since it can attract enough Saracens, it proves that it is not to be underestimated..."

At the end of the meeting, Shenqi read the report carefully.

When a monotheistic religion appears in this obscure place, and a single god is unity, then those who lead it will naturally be inclined to unify their own people into a whole.

And then... It's not for this human being to grasp, and politicians will use everything about this religion.

"Trouble...... We don't have much equipment in the Arab provinces, and we still sent people to the past at the suggestion of Xiao Ai... As for the south of the Arab provinces, there are basically not many demons..."

Shenqi pressed his brows, for the first time he felt that things were a little out of control, why this time?

Years of war between the two empires have greatly weakened the strength of both sides, and what is worse is that the two sides have not yet been able to clearly distinguish the meaning of victory and defeat, and when they end their difficult battle, they can see that the tribes on this side are united into a whole.

"However, there are still relatively few followers of this religion...... There is still time for us to infiltrate and help. ”

"Lord Shenqi, are you sending someone to contact you?"

Yumeko waited by Shenqi's side, and her expression was not very optimistic, because this was a situation that she had never expected.

"Nature...... Since it has something in common with Christianity, it proves that it has a natural relationship with Jehovah...

Just see if this man is the power given by the human gods, and that's it. ”

In any case, the power led by this human will completely shake up the situation here, whether he is blessed by God or not, and even if he is not, Shenqi will use him to upset the deadlocked balance here.

However, the previous arrangement in the East will become a scattered sand, or now there is this tendency: the invasion of Persia and the civil strife in Rome have made it extremely difficult for the Demon Realm to obtain information from humans, and now there is the rise of one more Arab... I'm afraid that the news channels in the East will be paralyzed for nearly a few decades.

"Closely monitored...... Also, Yumeko, let Xiao Ai come over. ”

"Yes, Shenqi-sama."

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Mecca, a desert city that falls under darkness.

"It's dangerous......"

Looking at the message handed to him by his cronies, Abu Bakr whispered.

The nobles of Mecca were not very friendly to their close friends, and were even ready to use force to eliminate the rising number of *** cultists.

He himself had already discovered that some slaves who believed in the *** religion were directly sentenced to death, while civilians were either bought, and some were physically or mentally assaulted on charges.

And now the news handed over is that a pro-*** nobleman was bloodied by the nobles of the Quraish, although he claimed to be a collaborator and tried to summon demons. But anyone who comes into contact with it knows it's a cover.

"It's not going to go on like this...... Otherwise, the prophet's efforts would be in vain. ”

Closing the papyrus and neatly tucking it away in his clothes, Yabu hurried away, and his destination was the dwelling of the Hashemite family, which was also the abode of his best friend and prophet Muhammad.

"It's Lord Burkel, open the door."

A few guards at the door, after seeing Abu, immediately said to the door, this man who believed in the *** religion in the early days, scattered his wealth to the poor and believers, and also sincerely protected and released those slaves, so in the reputation of the lower people, Yabu was quite popular, and some people converted to the *** religion because of him.

And near the mansion, several beggars were also spontaneously monitoring the surroundings, for fear that something would happen to this good man.

"Umar, why are you here?"

Upon entering the mansion, Yabu found that one of the representatives of the Quraish nobility, 'Umar ibn al-Khattab, was also there. Subconsciously, Yabu pulled out the weapon on his waist, and the appearance of the Quraish nobles in the prophet's house at this time was definitely not good news.

But after the other party saw him pull out the knife, he just shook his head, and his expression was a little nervous.

"I'm not here to declare war, I'm just speaking for myself, they've gone too far."

"Really?"

Yabu's words were full of suspicion, because although this 'Umar did not have a conversion, he also had a lot of affection for them.

However, for this reason, Abu was not at ease, so his eyes kept staring at each other.

"I think you've just learned that the Ghassani family was executed by Sufyan and Jehle."

"How are you..."

"You can't have run to Abu Talib's house at this time just to visit his nephew, right?"

After a moment of silence, Abu withdrew his weapon and walked alone towards the room, followed by Umar, but was stopped by him within two steps.

"Don't come in, I'm not comfortable with you."

"Volunteer."

So Umar made a gesture of please, and Jabu went into the house, and told the news to those who were inside; Leaving him outside, he unfolded a map and looked at the situation in Mecca.

It is carefully annotated, but strangely enough, it is all written in Greek.

It is ridiculous to say that the Greek I learned was actually learned from a silver-haired child, but the question is, how did a child get to this place?

At the time, he thought it was an angel sent by the gods to give them hope, but now that he thinks about it, it may not be an accident, but a revelation to some prophet in the house.

Otherwise, why did he give his own tribe such knowledge, so that his own nobles, who were originally stubborn, could see the greatness of this prophet?

"If you let it go, you will be slaughtered.

The king of Asthenibia may be able to offer refuge...... Or the Roman Empire, in short, they could not be allowed to stay in Mecca, otherwise it would be too late for anything. ”

"Umar."

Yabu suddenly walked out of the door, calling his name, his expression a little unnatural, but at least, he kept his composure.

Umar was stunned for a moment, but then understood what the other man meant, so he rolled up the map, and did not put it in, but took off his weapon and handed it to Yabu on the side.

"I'll keep an eye on you."

But Yabuk had no intention of letting his guard down, and he even planned to have the Quraish nobleman closely watched, for fear that he would disrupt his plans for some benefit.

They are not Christians, let alone Quraishists, and the current *** religion cannot withstand a big defeat in terms of numbers.

Therefore, how to get some believers to leave safely has become a big problem.

But now, a Quraish nobleman has stepped here, and the risk is too great.

He believed that his best friend had been inspired and that his best friend was the great prophet, but now that this man was here, Yabu was not at ease.

"Sure enough......"

But, Umar now has only one idea.

He did see through me, and he was a prophet.