Just when Chen Musu and Zamo fought bloodily with the rest of the people, the twenty people of the death squad lived up to expectations, and with the blessing of Chen Musu, they led the group of enemies all the way to the second tribe, and after feeling the strong vitality of the entire second tribe, even if these twenty people did not continue to bleed, the necromantic army still moved towards the second tribe.

"Patriarch, it's not good, the spies in the clan over there have sent news that some of the enemies have turned their guns and are coming towards us!"

"What? Could it be that the messenger was dealt with in such a moment?" This news made Khula Khan, who was about to get drunk, wake up instantly, he had been worried in his heart, he was afraid that this would happen, but he never thought that all this would come so quickly.

"According to those spies, twenty of Zamo's men cut themselves and used the smell of blood to lure the enemy away, while the rest of the men broke through!"

"This envoy is a good method, he actually dares to put the safety of the entire Second Tribe at risk, why would Zamo agree with his plan, we have so many innocent lives here!"

This news made Khura Khan sit on the ground at once, and now that the army was attacking them from the rear, a big battle was inevitable, although the fortifications in the rear were not too bad, but compared to the high walls, they wanted to deal with these enemies, and the price they paid was probably more than they imagined.

"Damn, this messenger dares to do this to us!" The two patriarchs on the side looked incredulous when they heard the news, in their opinion, things would not have evolved to this point anyway, after all, for everyone, the first reaction to seeing the enemy was to destroy them.

What's more, Chen Musu, the messenger sent by the heavens, is logically incompatible with these necromancy, he has the ability to destroy these enemies, after all, the number is only six hundred, but now this so-called messenger has abandoned their second tribe, which each of them knows very well what it means.

"The prophet will not agree to use the lives of these innocent people as bargaining chips, it must be a way that Zamo came up with, prepare for battle!"

Khura Khan's heart shook, if it was the Prophet who led the team today, he would definitely not make such a choice, they knew very well that for the Prophet, all people were his children, and the Prophet would not want to see any unarmed child slaughtered.

Their plan with Muller was very clear, they wanted to occupy the soul land and send all the people into the soul land to live, so that their people would not have to be afraid behind the high walls, but the territory of the soul land was not large, and at the same time, putting everyone together was too big a goal for the necromancy.

For the safety of everyone, the prophet will never agree to their request, so the eight tribes are ready to forcibly force the palace, and after everyone retreats to the soul land, the prophet has no way to drive them away, but they don't understand that when they abandon all the tribal cities, the soul land will face tens of thousands of enemies.

If the Prophet drove these people out, it would undoubtedly send them to death, for the benevolent Prophet, he would never do such a thing, and the Eight Great Tribes believed that under the Tower of Babel, these necromancers would not dare to approach, and they only needed to use all their forces to protect the safety around the soul land.

Although the people were small, the peace of mind that the tower brought to them was incomparable, and each of them could sleep peacefully at night, whether it was the patriarch or the ordinary people, they were fed up with waking up in fear every night.

"Ah, Muller, you lied to us, and this damned oracle, why did he abandon us, is it for the sake of the Soul Clan? How are we different from them? Why should they receive the favor of Heaven and live in a comfortable paradise, while we have to fight these immortal monsters in fear?"

The three patriarchs had drunk a lot of wine, and these enemies could be considered a formidable enemy to the Second Tribe, but it was not enough to say that they had brought them ruin, and with the current manpower of the Second Tribe, they could still win against these guys.

What's more, there are three patriarchs with soul power here, they are not vegetarians, but the appearance of these enemies has told them a very important information, Chen Musu, the messenger, is not as merciful as they thought, once they let this envoy successfully return to the soul clan, then the consequences will be unimaginable.

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On the other side, Chen Musu was holding a bone dagger in his hand, and around his body, a wave of soul energy was surging, and these dead spirits around him were like paper paste in front of him, plus his strong strength, even dozens of enemies could not pose much threat to him.

"The messenger is so strong!"

Seeing Chen Musu freely shuttling through the encirclement of the necromancy, whether it was Zamo or other warriors, their fighting spirit was high, and with such a powerful helper, they firmly believed that these enemies in front of them would not be able to stop their footsteps.

"Zamo, I'm still a little worried, those enemies are led to the second tribe, will it bring them a huge disaster, although they want to kill us, but the villagers there are innocent after all!"

Shuttling among this group of undead, Chen Musu did not have much pressure, all because he had a large amount of soul power in his body, and these fearless enemies would be afraid of the dagger in his hand, and the attack on him would not be as direct and brainless as others.

However, if he wanted to destroy these enemies, he also needed to insert the dagger in his hand into the opponent's head, and as these enemies fell, streams of soul power were injected into his body, Chen Musu felt that he was getting stronger and stronger, but his heart was full of uneasiness.

According to the old man, the eight tribes and the soul clan are a family, these people do not hesitate to sacrifice themselves for the peace of the soul clan, living in a tribe that never has peace, such a spirit is undoubtedly great, although they want to put themselves to death first, but in doing so, Chen Musu is still a little reluctant to go.

"Don't worry, Lord Emissary, just these numbers of enemies are not enough to destroy the Second Tribe, but it is enough for them to drink a pot, there is definitely no way to cause any obstacles to us in the short term, the most important thing now is to return to the Soul Clan, no matter what the plans of these guys are, they have put everyone's safety aside by doing so!"

Zamo pushed a skeleton soldier away, and then stabbed the bone spear in his hand into the other party's skull, he was forced to do so, those people's lives are fate, but what about him and his own men?

He knew very well that if these enemies could destroy the entire Second Tribe, then the walls of the Second Tribe would not have stood for so many years, and he admired the person who led them through the difficult time, and it was because of that person's understanding of these necromancy, that they were able to hold on to this land for so many years.

"Huh, no matter what, the most important thing for us now is to annihilate these enemies, and then hurry back to the soul clan, if something happens to the prophet, the soul land will suffer!"

Chen Musu took a deep breath, after learning that those innocent villagers would not be affected, his mood was much better, he hated Mueller, and those patriarchs helped Mueller plan these together, which was tantamount to aiding and abusive, no matter what they were for, it was righteous and awe-inspiring, but in fact, they were still for themselves.

"Come on, everyone, take advantage of the blessing of soul power now, kill all these enemies!" Zamo nodded to Chen Musu, and then began to kill the enemy even harder, he could already feel that the soul power in his body was constantly draining, and more than half of the time had passed since twenty minutes, and there were still many enemies among them.

"It can't go on like this, even if you can get soul power after killing these guys, but compared to the soul power I blessed on them, my soul power is always being consumed, if it weren't for the soul power of the life soul stone, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on at all. ”

As the battle continued, Chen Musu had already felt that the soul power blessed on other people was constantly disappearing, and these enemies who were afraid of them began to become more ferocious, and there was not much soul power left in the bodies of these necromancers, but it could support them to continue to attack.

On the contrary, Chen Musu wanted other warriors to have the strength to compete with the necromancy, which required a huge amount of soul power, and the consumption of these soul power was one-time, and he couldn't carry out the second blessing in a short time, even if he absorbed a lot of soul power in the process of fighting these enemies.

"Don't fall in love with the battle, retreat while fighting, there are still three minutes left of the soul power that the messenger blessed us, and the remaining number of enemies is less than half, listen to my order, the large army will charge forward, how many can be killed, and leave ten people behind with me!"

There were still seventy or eighty dead spirits left on the field, and with the help of Chen Musu, the remaining eighty people only paid the price of ten deaths, which was a very impressive result, but they had not yet won the victory.

"I'll be behind with you!" Chen Musu stood beside Za Mo, and continued to fight according to the current battle situation, even if the soul power he blessed in these human bodies disappeared, the number of remaining enemies was less than fifty, and with his strength, with the help of everyone, he could also annihilate these enemies.

"You see, these enemies are afraid, they are retreating!" Just as the crowd was about to fight to the death, the remaining seventy or eighty necromancers began to retreat rapidly, a scene they had seen, and that had happened not long ago at the city walls.

"Huh, don't worry about them, take advantage of this time, let's get rid of them quickly!" This scene is a good thing for everyone, the soul power in their bodies is about to dissipate, and the combat effectiveness of these enemies is greatly reduced, their purpose is to break through the enemy's blockade and advance, and the most important thing is to hurry back to the soul clan at the moment.

"I know that we have just experienced a big battle, and we urgently need to rest now, but we know very well that these enemies behind us will not give us time to breathe, they are afraid now, take advantage of this time to shake off these enemies and rush to that cliff, there are more important things waiting for us to do in the soul clan!"

Chen Musu cheered for everyone, his physical strength was very abundant, although he spent a lot of soul power, but those soul powers did not belong to him, on the contrary, all the soul power obtained in the battle was strengthened by him, and he obtained a lot of soul points in the battle just now, but unfortunately this is not the true spirit realm, and he can't see his level.

After breaking through the siege, Zamo began to reorganize his team, concentrated the food carried by his dead comrades, and replenished his energy while hurrying, and finally arrived at the cliff that could lead to the soul clan after continuing to move forward.