When Bell and his party saw that heinous act, anger almost erupted from their chests, as the prince of the Vic clan, Hatu wanted to rush forward to rescue the girl first, but under the rage, he still needed to be reasonable, the fleeing prince could not reveal his whereabouts at present, and the other two stopped him in time. At this time www.biquge.info Bell suddenly had an idea, remembering the nameplate of the man in black mentioned by the man in the stable, he immediately made a calculation with Garay, who appeared and led the three men in black into the alley, while Bell cleanly stunned them and successfully took the nameplate, so that Hatu did not have to risk being discovered by the Hercules.

"It turns out that every church member has their own number. Gary took the crudely made nameplate and looked at it repeatedly, but there was nothing special about it except for the number engraved on it.

"It's not enough to have this thing, we have to change their clothes...... This?" Bell had just pulled off the clothes of a man in black when he was stunned by his body. I saw that the body was no longer free of fat, and the lifeless skin stuck to the bones, highlighting it clearly one by one, if it were not for the larger bones of the Biks, they would probably look loose in the clothes of young children. All parts of the body are covered with long, thin wounds, which are terrifying to look at, as if these openings will open at any moment to eat the observer.

"Damn ......" Hatu clenched his fists, although the previous atrocities of these men in black were really hateful, but after all, they were also controlled by others, and the wizard who had not yet appeared was the culprit.

"Hatu, did all your people become like this after the wizard cast the spell?" asked Garay.

"It wasn't like this at first, they just regained their lost power through the wizard's spell, and their size doesn't change, and I don't know how they became like this now......" Hatu was both angry and sad about these people who joined the Hercules cult.

"This Hercules cult is really a bit weird, let's get on the road as soon as possible!" At first, Bell thought that this was just a 'simple' mission for the Green Star Knight, as Dewar said, but as the events progressed, his heart was not at ease at all, because he felt signs of Yuan Li on his wounds, and it turned out that the wizard was not a character to be messed with.

The three of them quickly changed their clothes, and at the same time tied up the three men in black and hid them in the corners of the alley. In order not to show the horse's feet, they also deliberately dressed up on their faces, especially Hatu, who couldn't see his original appearance at all.

With this outfit, the three of them rented horses without hindrance, and Hatu was also in a hurry, and immediately stepped on the saddle and galloped away. For the steppe people, the ability to ride a horse can be described as quite exquisite, and Hatu was only a teenager with good riding skills, and the horse seemed to follow him for a long time, and soon left Bell and Garay behind.

After about half a day, a sea of green began to slowly emerge in front of me; those flat lands and hills were invariably clothed with emerald currents, a thousand miles of blue, until they blended with the distant sky; all kinds of cattle and sheep were quietly dotted among them, and their mouths were constantly chewing on these green pleasures; and the semi-circular houses in those tribes, like white bubbles, were also floating in this green sea; some tribal residents were industriously busy in the unique costumes of the grassland people, such an intoxicating picture made Bell and others deepen their worries, because they did not see any happy look on the faces of the tribesmen, but instead a kind of uneasiness, even fear.

Soon the members of the Hercules cult appeared on the grasslands, and like the men in black in Stone Town, they also fell to their knees and whispered something to the sky, their expressions reverent and crazy.

The difference is that there are some men in black who catch the attention of Bell and Garay, who are not as skinny as the previous three, but are unusually strong. Compared to the steppe tribesmen, who were already very burly, they were still much stronger, and their whole arms were probably thicker than Bell's waist, and the green tendons were beating violently on them, as if they would jump out at any moment and give the rebels a few blows.

"Hatu, are these people's strong bodies also caused by the spell?" Bell asked.

"It must be, I don't know what is going on these days...... "but we're almost there, it's the Vic!"

"Stop!" a loud roar came from the distance, and two men in black rushed in. Hatu hurriedly lowered his head, and Bell and Garay immediately jumped off their horses and stood in front of him.

"Show me your nameplates!" snapped the man in black. At this time, through close observation, Bell felt that there seemed to be a tyrannical aura on their bodies at all times, but at the same time, he was slightly relieved, because he found that these men in black did not seem to use Yuan Li.

In order not to show their feet, the three of them lowered their heads and remained silent, and only took out the nameplate resignedly.

The man in black took it and looked at it, and then looked at the three of them, "Hmph, you have a wicker-like small body, and you still want to get the magic power of Hercules?

What is this? Bell and Garay were puzzled, but they didn't see it, and Hatu's body trembled slightly.

The man in black taunted a few words and left, and when he was far away, Bell asked in a low voice, "What is the Vic Conference?"

"The Beek Conference is a competitive competition held by all the tribes on the grassland, and it is presided over every year by the Vic patriarch, that is, my grandfather, but in this situation, how can the Beak Conference be held?" Hatu looked solemn, and the burden on his body had already weighed him down to the point that he did not look like a ten-year-old child at all.

It seemed that only members of the Hercules cult could participate, wondering, what the hell was that wizard up to?, Bell thought to himself.

"What are the competitions at the Vic Games?" asked Garay.

"Horse racing, archery and wrestling. Hatu replied.

"Then let's go to the tribe first, these three projects are not difficult for us!" Bell concluded.

At this time, the Beak tribe was heavily guarded, surrounded by those strong men in black on all sides. Among the tribes, there are many Bicks, presumably new members of the Hercules. However, although their bodies were slightly normal, their behavior was still comical, and everyone was on their knees at this time, looking like domestic dogs begging for meat and bones. Bell and the others had no choice but to draw the gourd in the same way and wait for the opportunity to make the next move.

After a while, from the largest house in the tribe came a Vic man, also dressed in black, and strong, but not as ostentatious as the other members. After looking around, he said loudly: "Tonight you have the last chance to cultivate, tomorrow there will be the annual Bick Conference, when only the victor can enter the Temple of Hercules and receive the baptism of spells!"

"That's my uncle Gosan!" Hatu whispered.

Finally a leader came out, Bell looked at the man, but his gaze was also projected, Bell was startled, and quickly lowered his head.

"Hercules mighty!" the crowd bowed down and shouted in unison. The sound shook the sky, and the cattle and sheep on the nearby hills were also frightened and fell. But when the crowd got up again, the Gosan was gone.

In this way, Bell and the others followed the tribesmen until they knelt until the night came, until the bonfire was lit, and those tribesmen suddenly scuffled with each other like demons, and the firelight reflected their distorted faces, and the whole tribe looked strange and terrifying......