Chapter 5: The Chosen One
"Prophet, what are you doing here, if it weren't for us guarding the soul land for so many years, how could the soul land have been peaceful for so long, we have no merit and hard work!"
Seeing the formation of this rich soul power around him, Mueller suddenly shouted.
The prophet still had a calm expression on his face, but the soul power that erupted from his body became more and more intense, and the patriarch of the eight major tribes only discovered at this moment that the strength of this old man, who seemed to be about to enter the earth, was still extremely strong.
As the most respected patriarch of the eight tribes, Muller's status is still a little worse than that of the old man, and Muller's strength is not as strong as the old man's, if the old man really blames him, Muller will definitely die.
"Damn, these guys said so well when they came, but at this juncture, they all became dogs!"
Before coming, the patriarchs of the eight major tribes were all angry, and they came this time to force the palace, and they all felt that the older the old man was, the weaker his strength would naturally become.
Now the old man has not only formed a huge soul power, but also has an increasing momentum, which makes the patriarchs of the eight major tribes panic, fortunately, they didn't open their mouths just now, the prophet will only punish Mueller alone, and will not blame them.
"Muller, I know what you're thinking, but let me tell you, if it weren't for your efforts in guarding the soul land for so many years, you wouldn't want to leave this palace alive today. ”
The old man's tone was very fast when he spoke, and he couldn't help coughing after speaking, and then the rich soul power around him disappeared.
The old man looked like he was in his last years, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but the strong men around him were extremely jealous, everything that had just happened was between the lightning and flint, and that chilling feeling filled the hearts of each of them.
These people knew very well that if the old man wanted to kill them, just now was the best opportunity, since he didn't do it, these people were relieved, and they probably understood the old man's concerns in their hearts.
"Prophet, Patriarch Mueller has always spoken so quickly, please don't blame the prophet, you also know that we have been fighting against those dead creatures for many years, and the clan has suffered heavy casualties, and now we are desperately hoping that these descendants can enter the Tower of Babel and control the soul power. ”
After a short period of coldness, a man walked out, this person spoke very sven, but his muscles, no matter how sven he spoke, made Chen Musu feel a little awkward.
Fortunately, the people around him were accustomed to it, and after this person finished speaking, he nodded again and again, and the old man's face softened a little when he heard this, and his originally standing body slowly sat down.
"Yes, prophet, I don't know why recently, our soul power is getting thinner and thinner, and we can't fight against those dead things, but those guys, the attacks have become more and more frequent recently, and we have no choice, we just want to let these children enter the Tower of Babel as soon as possible, and when the time comes, they can help us share some of it!"
The other patriarchs echoed the words, and after they finished speaking, the old man sitting in the center sighed deeply.
"I also see the recent changes, but the Tower of Babel is not something that can be opened when it is opened, I still need some time to prepare, since the war around the soul land is urgent, you patriarchs should go back first, as for these children, let them live here temporarily." ”
The old man said this, and looked at a few servants on the side.
"Go get them a couple of houses. ”
After receiving the old man's order, one of the servants beside him silently left the palace, and after he left, the old man continued
"You don't have to worry, I will definitely let them enter the Tower of Babel, you go back to the town first, and when the time comes, I will personally guide these children, you can rest assured!"
The old man continued to cough when he said this, and the servant on the side hurriedly went up and patted him on the back to reduce the old man's pain.
"Prophet, this!"
The old man's words were almost an order, and after he said this, the faces of the patriarchs of the eight major clans were different, but it could be seen that they did not look satisfied.
Especially Mueller, after the old man said this, he seemed to want to speak, but several patriarchs on the side shook their heads at him, which made Mueller hold back what he wanted to say, they didn't dare to contradict the prophet, this is a felony in the soul land, even if their status is special, it is not a crime.
In addition, they are not the Prophet's opponents at all, and if they dare to question the Prophet's decision, they may be sanctioned in the next second.
"Now that the prophet has made a decision, then we don't have anything to say, but these children want to see what kind of young talent the soul clan has been selected this time!"
It was the very Sven patriarch who spoke just now, and after he said this, the patriarchs of all clans all looked at the young people on the side, these people had a confident look on their faces, and under the signal of their respective patriarchs, they all took a step forward.
"Prophet!"
Then everyone bowed to the Prophet.
Each of them was shirtless, their strong muscles were in full view, and with their tall stature, each of them looked powerful, and these young men were very confident in their own strength, and they were probably the best warriors in the clan.
Worship the heavens, these tokens are spiritual, they will choose the most powerful people on the field, each clan will select nine strong candidates, and the last one selected is often the strongest.
This point has long been concluded after continuous verification, which is why Zaku was so confident at that time, he is indeed the strongest young man in the soul clan, it can be said that if it is not Chen Musu who descends from the sky, Zaku at this moment is standing with these young people.
"Yes, the strength of these children is indeed very good!"
The old man is very kind to these young people, he has sharp eyes, he can see at a glance what the strength of these people is, they have a coexistence relationship with the eight major tribes, the strength of these people is helpful to the soul clan, and the old man also hopes to see their strength as strong as possible.
"I don't know who the chosen person of the Soul Clan is, I heard that Zaku's strength is very strong, and I have always wanted to compete with him, why wasn't he selected this time?"
It was a young man standing next to Müller, who had great respect for the prophet on the surface, but with a questioning tone in his words, and a faint disdain in his eyes, he did not take anyone else into account.
"Moody, don't be rude, since the prophet didn't bring Zaku, there must be a prophet's reasoning, we are not here to fight and win!"
It was Mueller who spoke, and he seemed to be reproaching when he said this, but the deep meaning of it was known to everyone present, Mueller didn't dare to speak just now, and now he was reprimanding his own child, so naturally no one would say anything about him.
Müller knew very well that the prophet might condemn him, but the prophet would never blame these children who had obtained the token, after all, these people would be the backbone of the soul land in the future.
"Zaku's strength is really good, but it's a few points worse than you, but unfortunately he is not the one who was chosen this time, and I am afraid that there is no chance if you want to fight him!"
The old man ignored Mueller's words, and looked at Moody's eyes with a little more appreciation, this kid was indeed a little arrogant, but the old man could see that among the eight young people, Moody's strength could be said to be the strongest.
"I see, I originally wanted to fight him, but now it seems that there is no chance, I don't know who the chosen person of the soul clan is this time, and he can actually defeat Zaku. ”
Moody was a little stunned, Zaku could be said to be his most valued opponent, he didn't pay attention to the others here at all, and the only one in his heart who could compete with him for the qualification to enter the Demon Killing Battlefield was Zaku.
Now that the Prophet had told him that Zaku had not been chosen, it was enough to say that the chosen person was better than Zakku, which aroused Moody's competitive spirit, and he had already regarded the others as his stepping stones, and now he felt a little flustered by the sudden appearance of someone he did not know at all.
The same feeling is also for Muller, Moody is his son, he has been working hard to cultivate Moody for so many years, before the sacrifice to the sky, he had inquired among other tribes, and came to the conclusion that his son was naturally the strongest.
This is also the reason why Muller is so confident this time, the patriarch of their eight major clans once entered the Tower of Babel, and they are also the ones who were chosen under the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, but they lost to the people of the soul clan in the end, and it is precisely because of this that they do not get much soul power.
"He's already here!" The old man had long known that the other party would ask questions, so he agreed to let Chen Musu come with him, he believed that Chen Musu, after all, people who could fall from the sky, but were unscathed, must have his superiority.
The fireball did not bring a token, but on the contrary, it brought Chen Musu, which is enough to show that Chen Musu is special, plus the other party can actually recognize the soul power, the old man believes that Chen Musu is definitely not much better than these chosen people.
Now the old man can't take out the token, so he can only regard Chen Musu as the chosen person, otherwise he has no way to explain to these people.
"Him?"
Everyone present was shocked, of course they knew who the old man was referring to, and they felt it when they saw Chen Musu at the beginning, after all, on such an occasion, the old man would definitely not bring in a person who had nothing to do with him.
"Prophet, I'm curious, how did this kid who looks weak defeat Zaku, or is it that the people of the Soul Clan are useless, and they actually let such a kid be chosen?"
"That's it, I'm afraid this kid won't last more than three minutes under my hands!"
"That's right, that's right, just like him, I don't know if two hands can beat one of my hands!"
It was these selected teenagers who spoke, and after confirming that Chen Musu was selected like them, they showed mocking expressions one by one, as if they felt that it was a great shame for them to be selected with Chen Musu.
Around them, the patriarchs of the eight major tribes thought the same, and they held back their smiles one by one, their eyes full of disdain.