"I said, I said, don't kill me, I'll tell you everything!"

After being intimidated by Izzy, the undead commander dressed as a nobleman instantly recognized it, and spit out all the information he knew, almost without hesitation.

"......" However, in the face of this guy's performance, Izzy didn't know how to react, and he had the impression that interrogating information from the mouth of a self-aware undead should definitely be the most difficult thing to do.

Because they don't feel the pain at all, the physical torture is meaningless to them, and the only thing that can do it for them is the torture of the soul, but these undead will care about very few things, so torturing an undead is definitely the most laborious and thankless thing.

"Could it be a fraud?"

Izzy looked suspiciously at the undead commander who had turned into a human stick, thought for a moment, swung his sword and cut him into several pieces, and stepped on his skull, extinguishing the soul fire inside.

"I said it all! Why ......?"

The voice of the undead commander dissipated in the wind with the extinguished soul fire, and Izzy didn't bother to answer the idiot's last question, anyway, whether he said the truth or not, he would inevitably die, and if he stupidly said everything that needed to be said, then he would be useless.

But Izzy still wondered, why is this guy so spineless? Is he really an undead?

However, what Izzy didn't know was that this unknown undead commander was originally just a down-and-out little nobleman in the kingdom of Lordaeron, whose family territory was usurped by another more powerful nobleman, and he just took this hidden hatred with him, like an ordinary commoner, he felt humiliated and survived until he met the Cult of the Cursed.

What happened after that, just like the cliché TV series, a hateful little person, with an army of undead, drove out all the people of his enemy's family, and by the way, he also sacrificed all the civilians in the enemy's family's territory, including even the civilians in his own family's territory.

Since then, the little man's life has been blessed ever since, from the blessing of death, he has been promoted in the Cult of the Damned for his sacrifice to the common people, and the witch master even made him one of the first warlock professionals of the Cult of the Damned, gaining the power to control demons, and he has also been honorably a "immortal" undead.

As we all know, in order for a person to be transformed into an undead, he must die first, so this little man witnesses the horror of the afterlife, a world of endless emptiness and torment, and he even sees in that world the enemies who have been killed by himself, as well as the sacrificed commoners, whose souls cry out to cut him with a thousand knives and pieces.

And just a moment ago, he had been captured by Izzy with this ultimate fear, and at that time his heart was full of fear of death, which even suppressed the power of the Lord of the Undead to control his mind, making him confide everything he knew.

It's a pity that Izzy doesn't know this, so this pathetic little man goes where he should have been, and pays for the sins he has committed.

To get back to the point, Izzy didn't believe the undead commander's confession, but he decided to take a look, even if the information was fake, with his own perception, he was not afraid of any ambush.

In fact, even if Izzy didn't interrogate the undead commander, he would be able to find the control center of the arcane enchantment on his own, and the reason why he did this was just to save time.

At this time, they were imprisoned in the arcane barrier in the small town of Brill, and ten minutes had passed, thinking that outside the arcane barrier, the soldiers of the Lordaeron Kingdom must be gathering, as for the extent of the assembly, Izzy had no way of knowing, he only knew that the longer they were trapped here, the slimmer the chance of returning home.

What the hell is going on?

Izzy began to gather his thoughts as he made his way to the location of the treasure that controlled the arcane enchantment in the town.

"The minions of the Cult of the Damned have appeared, and there are even necromancers among them, so it seems that this attack could not have been Lothar's idea, and excluding him, the only one in the kingdom of Lordaeron who dares to do so is King Terenus, this idiot has no idea how far his kingdom has been infiltrated. ”

"I think it was the members of the Cult of the Cursed God who were hiding beside him, and after speaking to him, this attack was born, what the hell! I want to know that this kingdom has degenerated to such an extent, and labor and management will never come! When these human nobles heard of eternal life, they all sold their souls as if they were in a hurry to reincarnate???!

Thinking of this, Izzy and Orgrim rushed to the outside of what looked like a magic tower in the small town of Brill.

Of course, this magic tower can't be as grand as the Tower of Karazan, it doesn't look like it's three stories tall, but it does shimmer with the brilliance of magic, the glow of the magical enchantment that gives Izzy a headache.

"Hah! That's quite reasonable! Two arcane barriers, one to defend the entire town, and one to defend the control center of the arcane barrier. ”

Izzy muttered nonsense, he had thought that he would solve a few enemies in his way along the way like in the fantasy, and then successfully close the arcane barrier and escape, who would have thought that the situation in front of him would be so desperate.

The arcane barrier in front of him was as thick as a transparent diamond wall, and the same was true of the arcane barrier that enveloped the town, which meant that if Izzy and Orgrim wanted to leave quickly, they would have to break the arcane barrier, and it would be equally difficult to destroy the outer or inner ones, but if Izzy could do this, he wouldn't have thought about closing the arcane barrier.

"Can we only wait here until the energy of the barrier is exhausted, and then we can face the thousands of troops gathered by the kingdom of Lordaeron outside the barrier?"

Izzy is a little desperate, but he still doesn't want to give up, he has faced many desperate situations, and he knows that only by never giving up can he find that glimmer of life.

"What to do, what to do, get moving! my brain cells!"

Izzy looked at the arcane barrier that enveloped the town, racking his brains and thinking.

"Will there be a flaw in the town-level arcane enchantment, will there be a weak position?"

"I think there will be, but I don't have time to look for it right now. ”

"And where does the energy to sustain the barrier come from? Azeroth's net? Can I cut off the energy of the barrier?"

"No, it's no fun, I don't have that kind of ability, if the Blue Dragon Legion's artifact Focus Rainbow is in hand, I can still think about it. ”

Izzy's mind was running at high speed, he asked and answered himself, thinking about possible solutions to break the game, but he kept rejecting his own ideas.

"No way, I'm really helpless, the town-level arcane barrier is too strong, with the strength of me and Orgrim, it is impossible to break the barrier in a short period of time, and the time for the barrier to last is estimated to be at least more than an hour, it seems that we can only break through from the thousands of troops. ”

Thinking of this, Izzy immediately poured down a bottle of spiritual recovery potion, sat on the ground, and began to recover his mental power, he had already made his choice.

"Instead of expending energy trying to destroy the almost impossible arcane enchantment, it's better to recharge your energy and fight your way out of the thousands of troops!"