As Dragonfang's members walked out of the gateway tunnel, two rows of soldiers had their gun barrels pointed straight at them.

Behind the soldiers, the Ludendorff family's elite fighters all placed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

Prescott looked completely relaxed and laughed heartily. "Hey, what's this? What are you all doing? This is no way to welcome guests. Put those down!"

Seeing the ugly expressions on Dragonfang's faces, Garal nodded inwardly. It seemed the infamous Dragonfang was truly cornered and reduced to a state of desperation.

He raised his hand, and only then did Abyss City's soldiers lower their weapons.

Prescott stepped forward and bowed politely toward Nyx. "Miss, welcome to the lands of the Ludendorff family."

Nyx said coldly, "We need a place to rest and medical supplies. Our team members can barely hold on. Would you be so kind as to accommodate us?"

Prescott smiled warmly. "Miss, you're too formal. Right now, the Cathedral is running wild across t