"Take care of this boy, and I'll take him to the Prophet in a moment. Mueller frowned at Zaku, who was bruised and bruised, but he was not interested in Zaku's injury, and if it weren't for the Prophet, he wouldn't have been surprised if Moody had killed Zaku.

"Father, what does that old immortal say?" Seeing that Mueller didn't blame himself, Moody glared at Zaku viciously, now he has no way to take Zakku, but when the plan is completed, he must kill Zakku.

"The old immortal still doesn't agree, it looks like he should be waiting for that guy to come back, but according to the news that comes so far, even if that guy can't die, he wants to successfully return to the soul clan, unless he can really fly, and even if he comes back, there are so many people in us, what kind of waves does he want to make alone. ”

Mueller patted Moody's shoulder, he loved this son very much, but that damn guy took away the token that belonged to his son, and he might not be able to leave with his son, in case he miscalculated, Moody would probably be left behind.

"That's right, last time we weren't prepared, we didn't expect to kill such a guy halfway, there were so many people in the Soul Clan at that time, and it was too risky for us to forcibly force the palace, but now it's different, almost all those warriors of the Soul Clan have been sent out to fight the enemy, and they will definitely not be able to come back for a while. ”

Moody smiled, for him Mueller is the sky, as long as Mueller is there, whatever he wants to do can be done.

"Things are indeed going as we expected, those patriarchs think that I am for all the people of the eight major tribes, but they will never think of my true thoughts, if it wasn't for a few of them to hinder me, maybe I would be the one who entered the Tower of Babel, and I will never miss it this time!"

There was a cold light in Mueller's eyes, this time he put all the people of the eight tribes on the edge of the cliff, not as everyone thought in their hearts, for his own selfish desires, against the warriors under him, he would never reveal the truth, and would only draw a big pie for them with a bright future.

"Father, I really admire you, whether it's the patriarch of other tribes, or this oracle and prophet, it's all in your hands, I want to see why these guys are fighting with us!" Moody laughed, and although his token was taken away, Mueller said that there was a way to take him away.

Thinking about the wonderful world behind the Tower of Babel, Moody had an indescribable feeling that he had always longed to be the last chosen person on behalf of the entire soul land, to the path that could reach the sky, and maybe even become the supreme god in the future.

Now that all this was close at hand, he seemed to be able to reach out and touch it, which made him unhappy, but he didn't know that Mueller was not sure whether he could take him with him, which was why he did not dare to persecute the prophet after grasping the absolute initiative.

But in case he has no choice but to give up Moody, after all, once he steps into this road to heaven, he will be greeted by a new world, he can even become a god, and he can have as many children as he wants, and he is an extremely selfish person in front of the overall situation.

"Patriarch Mueller, this guy is clean!"

In the process of the conversation between the father and son, the person who took Zaku to wash came back, and after he took care of it, the original messy Zaku was finally much better, and the rattan prints on his body were wrapped under his clothes, but there were some scars on the skin exposed on the outside, and other than that, there were very obvious palm prints on his face.

"Bah, traitor, you father and son must not die well!" Zakku did not mean to beg for mercy in front of them, he wished that the other party would kill him, so that he would not have to be a bargaining chip for the other party to threaten the prophet, but the more he thought about it, the more calm Mill became.

"Take him with me, don't be seen by anyone else on the way!" The scheming Müller showed no signs of anger, he smiled, Zaku was a very good bargaining chip for him to threaten the Prophet, and if the Prophet could not fulfill his demands, then there was no need for Zaku to stay.

"Where are you going to take me, the Messenger will not let you go, and you will not threaten the Prophet with me, for I tell you that you will be punished for doing so!"

At this time, Zaku had no strength at all, and after being severely beaten, he completely lost the ability to move, and his voice seemed weak, so he could only be dragged forward by Müller's men, and on the way he was gagged and put on his head.

Zaku is a very noticeable existence in the Soul Clan, if he doesn't do this, once others find out, although Muller is not afraid, it will inevitably cause some commotion, there are still many people left in the Soul Clan who have combat effectiveness, and now is the most critical moment, he doesn't want to make any extraneous branches.

"You go back first, I'll let someone look for you if there's something later, this is still the Soul Clan, not our territory, you'd better show up less, and you don't need to worry when the plan is completed." After thinking about it, Mueller didn't let Moody go with him to the Prophet's residence.

"Got it, father!" Moody nodded, and then left alone, he had been hiding near the Soul Clan for the past few days, if it wasn't for the sake of dealing with Zaku, he wouldn't have stepped into the Soul Clan easily, and they all had to be careful before the plan was completed.

"Let's go!"

After Moody left, Mueller had his men drag Zaku with him to the Prophet's quarters, where they managed to avoid the eyes and ears of those around them, and when they entered the Prophet's quarters, they removed Zakku's hood, tied them to the pillars of the room, and then walked out of the house and guarded them with the people outside.

"I've said it all, it's not time to open the Tower of Babel yet, you don't need to rush me once a day, if you can't open it, you can't open it!"

In the room, the prophet sat on the bed with his eyes closed, his face looked getting older and older, he did not open his eyes after Mueller and the others came in, he did not want to see Mueller as a traitor, and he did not want to negotiate any conditions with Mueller.

The old man is the wisest person in the entire soul clan, he knows that Muller will not give up until he reaches his goal, and he is on the passive side of this situation at the moment, although the other party has all his life, but before he lets go, the other party still has no way to take him.

Now his only hope is completely pinned on Chen Musu's body, which is why he sent Chen Musu out, he firmly believes that Chen Musu came to this world not by chance, just like the person back then, so he will let Chen Musu follow Zamo to the eight tribes, in order to fight against those enemies.

For the old man, he has never regarded the people of the eight tribes as outsiders, he knows the truth and treats all these people as his own children, for Muller, he still has feelings, he also taught carefully, but he never thought that the young man who was kind and dedicated to seeking peace for the tribesmen would become like this now.

"Prophet, I have no choice but to wait until what you want, when do I have to wait, do you mean that I have to wait until the so-called divine envoy returns?" Faced with the prophet's attitude, Mueller had a smile on his face, and he deliberately mentioned Chen Musu in order to stimulate the prophet.

"Mueller, you weren't like this in the past, your obsession is too deep, have you ever thought that maybe the world behind Babel is not as beautiful as you think?"

He understands Chen Musu's extraordinariness better than anyone else, and it is precisely because of this that he believes more than anyone else that Chen Musu will definitely rush back and save the predicament he is facing, and there is no need for him to remind Mueller about this.

"Enough, it's not your turn to teach me, if you hadn't agreed to let one person enter that world, I might have become a god now, what about the grandson you have high hopes for? It has been so many years since he entered the world behind the tower, but our situation has not changed in the slightest, you yourself are looking at the wrong person!"

Mueller shouted, he had an indescribable confidence in himself, he thought that if he was the one who entered the tower in the first place, then he would definitely be able to shine in that world, and when he became a true god, he would definitely disintegrate all the enemies faced by the soul land, and restore peace to the world.

"Mueller, have you ever thought that after so many years, the history of the Soul Clan is so long, there are so many excellent prophets before me, and there are so many powerful ancestors who have entered the Tower of Babel, but the situation we encountered has not changed anything, we can only nest in this place to seek a trace of peace, what can one more of you change?"

The prophet still didn't open his eyes, it was all his fault, if he had told everyone the truth about the world behind the tower earlier, maybe Mill wouldn't have such an idea, but now no matter how he explained, Mill would never believe it.

"They are them, I am me, I just want to do things that no one else can do, prophet, you don't have to tell me so much, opening the Tower of Babel to send people away is your mission, and doing so is good for all of us, you should help me, as long as I leave, those people outside will not dare to resist you without my command!"

Müller's tone was somewhat convincing, and he kept persuading the prophet in an attempt to convince the other party.

"As I said, now is not the time to open the Tower of Babel!" the Prophet sighed slightly, why didn't he want to do this, according to his conversation with Chen Musu at the beginning, the more people who sent the Tower of Babel, the greater the help it might bring to them.

This time, he wanted to send all the chosen people away, leaving only one person to become the heir of the next prophet, and tell this person about the opening of the Tower of Babel and the secret behind it, the reason why he told Chen Musu before was also to let Chen Musu take over this position.

But after thinking about it, he knew that Chen Musu did not belong to this world, and he had a strong feeling in his heart that there would definitely be different changes after the opening of the Tower of Babel this time, and these changes may be brought by Chen Musu to a large extent.

After Chen Musu arrived in this world, the old man went to the Tower of Babel alone, and found something different at that time, he still didn't understand what it was, but one thing he knew very well was that in the current situation, if Chen Musu was not there, he would never be able to open the Tower of Babel alone.

"Prophet, don't force me, you must know that my patience is limited!" Seeing that it was not good, the expression on Mueller's face kept changing, and finally showed a fierce look, and pulled out the cloth ball that was stuffed in Zaku's mouth.

"Prophet, are you alright?"

Hearing Zaku's voice, the prophet opened his eyes suddenly, and then saw Zaku who was beaten and bruised, and tears were silently left on his face, he really didn't expect that Mueller would really be so heartbroken.

"Mueller, are you worthy of the ancestors of the Eight Great Tribes by doing this?" the Prophet's face was grim, and his tone of voice was even more full of anger.