In the conference hall, the roar of dragons and the sounds of fighting rang out again and again.

Taniel, Rodney and Matthew were crawling in a corner of the bushes in the square, carefully hiding their bodies, especially Rodney. His fat figure was curled up as much as possible, but most of his buttocks was still exposed.

"Rodney it's time for you to lose weight!"

Matthew reminded his fellow travelers.

"Then you might as well let me die!"

Rodney rolled his eyes.

"Do you think there is any difference between now and death?"

The former thief said angrily.

At this moment, there is fighting in the conference hall, and there is also fighting in the square.

Compared to the conference hall where you can't see clearly.

Matthew saw the battle in the square clearly.

Five thousand city defense troops surrounded the entire square, bullets flew randomly, blades collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

If it weren't for the fact that there were quite a few "mysterious people" among the secret agents, it would have been over by now.

However, that's the limit.

No one here is stupid.

They all could see that the defeat of the spies was only a matter of time.

If there is still a glimmer of hope in some intricate streets and alleys, but in this wide, unobstructed square, the remaining hope is gone.

After the city defense army annihilated the spies, it was natural to clean up the battlefield.

With their level of hiding, they definitely wouldn't be able to escape.

It can only be a dead end!

As for making a comeback in the face of five thousand spears?

Matthew didn't even dare to think about it.

One volley and they'd be done with it.

Even a fat guy like Rodney couldn't survive one more round and he would be beaten to a pulp immediately.

The only hope is to win the battle in the conference hall.

Matthew understands this.

Of course Rodney understood.

At the same time, the two of them understood even more that they had to hold on until they won the battle inside.

Rodney looked fierce and grabbed Diabode in his hand.

"We still have a 'shield'!"

said the information dealer.

"If you catch Toft, there is still some hope. Diabod? There is a high probability that he can block a few shots for you."

Matthew shook his head.

As a secret agent, Matthew knew Toft and Diabod.

Moreover, he also knew that Diabo was absolutely unable to stop the murderous city defense troops in front of him.

It would be better if it was Toft, the leader of the city defense army.

It's a pity that this bastard has been killed.

Matthew, the former thief, frowned, and then lowered his voice.

"Otherwise, let's go into the conference hall..."

"Don't!"

"Don't!"

“I felt like there was no life left there!”

"As long as we enter, we will die!"

Before Matthew could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Rodney.

Matthew believed this.

Not only because Rodney is a third-level fortune teller, but also because his perception is also giving him extremely dangerous hints.

What he just said was just a preparation for taking a risk.

After all, staying where you are is dangerous.

Instead of doing this, it's better to venture out, maybe you can find some other ways to survive.

This is entirely a character decision.

Similar to gambler mode.

But Matthew's past experience still made him follow the good and choose to listen to other people's opinions.

"Then in your perception, is there a safe place?"

Matthew asked.

"No!"

"If there was, I would have taken you there long ago!"

"Why wait until now?"

Rodney rolled his eyes, thinking that what Matthew said was nonsense, and then the fat intelligence chief looked at the silent Taniel.

"Tannier, you..."

Just as Rodney was about to say something, he noticed that Taniel's expression suddenly changed, he covered his mouth, and his whole body bowed down.

Rodney, Matthew is not a fool, he immediately followed his example.

Even breathing stopped.

Then, the three of them saw the 'shepherd'.

We walked into the square as if we were strolling through a back garden and entered the ‘shepherd’ in the conference hall.

"That guy is a 'shepherd'?!"

"Shouldn't this bastard be dead?"

When the figure of the 'Shepherd' disappeared from the conference hall, Matthew softly exclaimed.

As a secret agent, Matthew naturally knows who the 'Shepherd' is.

Moreover, he also knew from special channels that the 'Shepherd' should have been killed by Jason.

"Obviously he's not dead."

"and……"

"It should be one of the masterminds behind the scenes!"

The fat Rodney reacted very quickly, guessing what was happening almost as soon as the 'shepherd' appeared. Then, the 'intelligence dealer' said solemnly: "Are you ready?"

Upon hearing such words, Matthew's expression suddenly changed.

"It can't be that bad, can it?"

This former 'big thief' still has a little hope.

"It's just going to be worse than you think!"

Rodney said in a deep voice.

In fact, it's just like Rodney said.

The next moment, the strange power began to spread.

The two sides who were fighting in the square were directly drawn into it.

In the moment of breathing, everything becomes a purgatory on earth.

"What power is this?!"

"Is this bastard crazy?!"

Matthew exclaimed repeatedly and began to retreat, avoiding the power that was still spreading.

"It should be based on the 'Gravekeeper', combined with the power of the curse, and mixed with a lot of other powers, but I don't know what it is specifically, but I know one thing, never let these things touch

Us, unless you want life to be worse than death."

Rodney carried Diabod and quickly backed away.
To be continued...