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Chapter 250

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Meg wasn't good at treating wounds. She was a wind mage, but she had the Iron Scroll of Sealing Magic in her hands now, so it was naturally a lot easier.

Meg walked over, opened the Iron Scroll of Sealing Magic, and used Holy Light Descent. A white light descended from the scroll, illuminating the area within a few hundred meters.

Following the descent of the white light, the complexions of Mendez and the others looked a lot better. The fatigue on their faces had disappeared, and the wounds of those who were injured were quickly healing.

After a while, the white light dissipated. Although the people on the ground were still lying on the ground, their complexions looked a lot better. The wounds on their bodies had also disappeared, but no one woke up. Their breathing was steady, and they looked like they were asleep. Seeing this situation, Wales didn't call for Mendez anymore. Instead, he immediately ordered his men to set up camp and prepare food.

These people looked really tired. No matter how Wales' guards moved them, they didn't react at all. Wales' guards used more than two hours to stuff all of them into the tents.

The weapons in their hands made Wales and the others even more surprised. These people were herculean bulls. Herculean bulls generally used double-edged heavy axes. These axes were made of fine iron, from the head to the shaft. For someone of Wales' status, his heavy axes were made of fine steel. This was already very rare among the beastmen.

These heavy axes had great lethality, and their heads were thick and hard to break. They were the most suitable weapons for the herculean bulls. On the Beastmen Prairie, not only the herculean bulls, but many other herculean tribes also used double-edged heavy axes as their weapons.

But now, the weapons of these herculean bulls were all damaged. Some of the axes were seriously bent, and some of the axes had huge cracks on their blades. It was obvious that they had gone through a very cruel battle.

The mounts of these people were also injured. It should be known that although the defense of a herculean bull wasn't as good as that of a stone-skinned bull, that was only in comparison. The defense of a stone-skinned bull was very abnormal. Compared to other magic beasts, the defense of a herculean bull was already very high. With such defensive ability, all the herculean bulls were injured. This in itself showed how powerful their opponent was.

On the other hand, Yale was standing next to an Earth Bull, carefully looking at the scars on its body. Although the descent of the Holy Light healed the wounds on the Earth Bulls, there were still some that were too heavily injured, leaving scars on their bodies.

This was a very large scar that ran from the back of the herculean bull to its rear. It was almost a meter long. Yale looked very carefully, and it seemed that a flower had already grown on the scar.

After a while, Yale stood up. Wales looked at Yale's gloomy face and said, "How is it, teacher? What weapon was it? "

Yale turned to look at Wales and said in a low voice, "It's a flying axe!"

Flying axes were heavy throwing type long-range attack weapons. They were much smaller than double-edged axes. Each of them weighed only about 10 jin. However, once these flying axes were thrown, they would cause a lot of damage. Even an ordinary iron shield would be smashed by these flying axes. Note that it was smashed, not pierced.

Normal people couldn't use these flying axes because they were too heavy and couldn't be thrown very far. Plus, the axes' special shape made the accuracy of these flying axes difficult to grasp. Therefore, very few people would use these flying axes as long range weapons.

But there was a race that was born to use flying axes. They were very strong, and seemed to have an innate ability to control flying axes. Their flying axes were very accurate, and were one of the most famous long range weapons on the continent. This race was the herculean bull tribe.

Once he heard that the earth-traversing bull was injured by a flying axe, Wales' expression changed. Although it was only a wound, it revealed a piece of information to Wales. The person who injured Mendez and the others was most likely from the Herculean Bull tribe!

Mendez and the others were injured by their own people? What did this mean? This meant that there was a change within the herculean bull tribe, and it was a change that was very unfavorable to Wales.

Wales' expression was gloomy as he looked at Yale and said, "Teacher, what do you think about this?"

Yale also said with a gloomy face, "Something must have happened in the tribe. Mendez has the best relationship with you, and he knew that you were coming here. From the looks of it, he came to find you. I'm afraid that something really did happen in the tribe this time, and it's something very big. It's very likely to be related to Gasol."

Wales said with a gloomy face, "That's impossible. With father and the high elder holding the fort, what kind of storm can Gasol cause?"

Yale looked at Wales and said, "Don't forget that the 10,000 Beasts Festival is coming. The high elder might have gone to Beast God City. If the 2 high elders have left, then Gasol might have a chance."

Wales shook his head and said, "And father …" He stopped. Although his father was the chieftain of the herculean bull tribe, he was only a level 8 powerhouse. There was no way to compare a level 8 powerhouse to a level 9 powerhouse. Level 9 meant invincibility, while level 8 meant having enemies.

It was almost impossible to deal with a 9th rank expert using any kind of sneak attack. Even using poison would be very difficult. Unless it was in a place like the Carrion Swamp, which was full of poisonous gas. Otherwise, poison wouldn't pose any threat to a 9th rank expert.

But a level 8 powerhouse wouldn't do. A level 8 powerhouse could be called a powerhouse, but a level 8 powerhouse couldn't do much against poison. There were many level 8 powerhouses who had been poisoned to death in history.

Wales' expression couldn't help but change when he thought of this. He then stared at Yale and said, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

Yale nodded and said, "It's very likely that Gasol and the others used some shady methods to plot against the old chieftain, and then suddenly made a move to seize the chieftain's position, creating a fait accompli. This way, even if the high elder comes back, he can't do anything. After all, he has already become the chieftain."

Wales' eyes widened. They were still tinged with red. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his breathing became heavy.

Yale looked at Wales and said, "All of this is still just our guess. We will only know after the 6th prince wakes up. But Wales, what you need to do now isn't just to take care of the 6th prince and find out the truth. You also need to take care of him." After saying that, Yale pointed at Zhao Hai's direction.

Zhao Hai and the others had also set up camp, but they didn't come to Wales' camp. Zhao Hai knew that Wales must be very busy right now. They had already done what they could, and the rest could only depend on Wales and the others.

Wales turned his head to look at Zhao Hai's camp, and then looked at Yale in confusion, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

Yale said in a deep voice, "If Gasol has already become the chieftain, then it's also illegal. We can contact the bull-headed race's branch races and overthrow Gasol's rule. If we want to overthrow Gasol's rule, then it's not just words. There needs to be benefits, big enough benefits. If Zhao Hai didn't lie to us, then he himself is a big enough benefit."

Wales understood Yale's meaning. So what if Gasol became the chieftain now? He had become the chieftain through such shady means. If he used such means, even the high elder would be dissatisfied with him. This was his chance. As long as he could unite enough branch races, he could apply to the high elder to abolish Gasol's position as the chieftain. No matter how powerful Gasol was, he wouldn't dare to go against the high elder's wishes.

However, just relying on lobbying wasn't enough. It was impossible to get the branch races to support him. He needed to use benefits to move those people, and the grains in Zhao Hai's hands were the best things to move those people.

Food was too important to beastmen. If Zhao Hai had enough food, then he could take the chieftain's position back from Gasol's hands.

Wales nodded and said, "After 6th brother wakes up and figures out what's going on, I'll go look for Zhao Hai. There's no point in looking for him now. We don't even know what's going on in the tribe."

Yale nodded and said, "Yeah, let's confirm what's going on first. Strange. I heard those human merchants say that the human light mages and black mages are enemies. Why does Zhao Hai's fiancée know light magic? This doesn't make any sense. "

Wales snorted and said, "How much truth can come out of those human liars' mouths? Besides, I've always felt that Zhao Hai's identity isn't normal. Teacher, do you still remember? That day, he accidentally said that his identity in the human world wasn't something that could be exposed. He might have gotten into some trouble. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the Beastmen Prairie. You saw his grain too. If he hadn't gotten into trouble, why would he bring such good grain to the prairie? Those are the best grain I've ever seen. I haven't even seen such good bamboo rice in the lion and tiger tribes. "

Yale nodded and said, "It doesn't matter what his identity is in the human world. As long as he has grain, he can help us. That's enough."

Wales nodded and looked at the prairie in the distance. He said in a deep voice, "No matter what happens, I will definitely become the king of the Herculean Bull Tribe. If Gasol really wants to harm father, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Yale didn't say anything. He just looked at Wales quietly. To be honest, he was worried, but he was happy even more. Although Wales had a bit of ambition before, he didn't want to fight with Gasol. Otherwise, with his father's good impression of him, his power wouldn't be any less than Gasol's.

Although Wales seemed to be fighting in the past, Yale always felt that he was missing something. Now, he knew that what Wales lacked was determination. Now, he had determination.

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