Barely ten kilometers from the Collection Room, a small street market had erupted into chaos.
Cannon fire and even sizable explosions rang out, blasting dozens of nearby stalls into the air.
The clashing of weapons and the continuous crackle of mutually charged energy rang out without end.
More and more short, black-robed figures surged in from all around, frantically joining the battle and launching a fierce assault on the dozen or so people in the center.
As for the surrounding vendors, they naturally retreated as quickly as possible, some not even having time to gather their belongings.
Of course, even more vendors had fallen in the blood-soaked battlefield.
That was right—the ones surrounded were Jenny, George, Wanda, and Pietro, along with the Difan Guard Squad.
They were utterly baffled as well. They had merely come here, to this free Trading Market, at Jenny and George's request.
Although this place had always been chaotic, the presence of their guard squad should have been enough to deter trouble.
After all, there was no such thing as an established force in this area. Everyone acted solely in their own interests, and no one could gather any real power.
Moreover, the ten-man guard squad was extremely powerful. Ordinary warriors were no match for even a single blow from them.
Besides, this was the Void Land. Who would dare provoke them? Most people could barely wait to curry favor with them.
This had given them a vague sense of confidence. In a place like this, attacking the guard squad was tantamount to suicide.
Although their ten-man squad possessed formidable strength, they were still somewhat vulnerable. If someone wanted to gather forces against them, it would not be difficult.
But they were not merely a group of ten. Behind them stood the most powerful force in