"Isn't it obvious?" the leading man sneered, "There are only two of them yet they have so much food, it's such a waste."

His gaze swept over everyone present, "Of course, that goes for all of you too, hand over your food supplies."

"You are... poachers!"

Someone recognized them, along with their style of operation. These hyenas and bats are the poachers' favorite magical creatures, naturally fierce and best at launching group attacks.

"Stop them quickly, we outnumber them, if we just resist together..."

Before the words were finished, the gray wolf pounced on the man, its sharp claws tearing into his shoulder's skin, and this scene instantly silenced everyone.

Using magical creatures to attack a Summoner is a crime in the Kingdom. What terrified them more was that the man was injured, and he looked badly hurt, his face pale and the wound continuously oozing blood.

Magical creature attacks shouldn't cause such obvious wounds to humans.

"Still don't understand?"

The poacher who commanded the gray wolf sneered, "The Crimson Queen is dead, all the rules she set are disappearing, and poachers? That's just who we used to be, the situation has changed now."

The man's eyes swept over everyone present, and he looked down on those who were ready to resist, and loudly said, "Do you want to go against the Fire Rocket Team?"

This one sentence instantly extinguished the flame of resistance in everyone's heart.

Fire Rocket Team...

Even the Crimson Queen was killed by them, what could ordinary people like them do?

"If you're smart, hand over all your supplies."

The poacher leader raised his voice, "And remember, this city has already been taken over by the Fire Rocket Team!"

"Stop it."

A voice sounded from the silent crowd.

It was a man wrapped in a white turban, even though he didn't carry any magical creature with him, he stepped forward from the crowd.

"Oh, I've heard of you."

The poacher leader said, "You're the White Turban of Moon Forest City, how about it? Want to join the Fire Rocket Team? Our entry criteria are strict, but for you, we can make an exception, as long as you pay us supplies for five people—"

"I said, stop it."

The White Turban gave the gray wolf a fierce glare, the gray wolf stepped back but continued to watch him warily, letting out low growls.

The White Turban said, "Even poachers must not partake in this type of behavior."

"I see, so you have no intention of joining us."

The poacher leader smiled, "You're here to play hero, but I also heard some other things... like you lost your magical creatures and men in Moon Forest City, and those who once followed you have all left." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Yeah, seems like your information is quite accurate."

The White Turban paused his left hand at the opening of his shirt and walked towards the poachers step by step, "But what you don't know is there's more behind it."

The poachers were also intimidated by his odd actions, demanding, "What are you trying to do?"

"Have you heard of Sludge Syndrome?"

"...Sludge Syndrome? What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Oh, it's a contagious disease even more terrible than the mechanical plague on the surface. Once contracted, your body will rot within days, eventually turning into a mass of sludge-like material, and the early symptom of this ailment is a smell emanating from the body similar to that of sludge."

The White Turban pulled open a seam in his shirt, and even in the underground sewer environment, the strong odor still wafted into the poachers' noses.

"I'm already a goner."

He laughed maniacally as he quickened his pace, "Well, do you also want to end up like me?"