Dead? Did Talent Users still fear death? Besides, there was a priest behind him who knew the Resurrection Spell.
At worst, he could just let Chen Luo revive him after he died.
"You heard that, right? The reason this rogue member of the Heretic Inquisition attacked me." Chen Luo asked the Talent User standing before him.
"I heard it clearly." The A-rank Talent User nodded.
"This is a misunderstanding. This rogue member of the Heretic Inquisition is actually a spy," Yvette explained.
"I don't believe it."
The "newsboy" shook his head.
"You say he's a spy, and he's a spy?"
"Yes. If I say he's a spy, then he's a spy." Yvette nodded.
"Ah!!!"
Just as the newsboy was about to argue against Yvette's unreasonable response, the hooded man she had pinned down with her foot suddenly roared.
The hooded man's strength suddenly increased. He braced his hands against the ground, trying to stand under Yvette's suppression, but Yvette merely applied a little more force and pinned him back down.
But before the newsboy protecting Chen Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, countless streams of black mist suddenly poured from the hooded man's body.
Bolstered by that endless black mist, the hooded man's strength seemed to rise to another level. This time, after exhausting all his strength, he actually broke free from beneath Yvette's foot.
"Roar!" The hooded man let out an inhuman howl.
"The aura of the Abyss Plane? He really is a spy?" The Talent User's expression became even more tense when he saw the countless streams of black mist.
The Talent User had not expected the hooded man to truly be a spy, much less a turned interplanar spy from the Abyss Plane.
That made things complicated.
That was right. The hooded man before them was