The golden cicada sheds its shell, this idiom, can very aptly describe how Izzy escaped from the ferocious artillery fire just now.

Before the ten Demon Wing cannonballs hit him, he abandoned his Elemental Qilin body and let his true body emerge from the Elemental Qilin's body, leaving nothing more than an empty crystalline sculpture in place to withstand the shelling.

And this kind of operation, of course, Izzy must pay a price, if he returns to the human form normally, then he may be able to retain at least one-third of his mental power at this time, and now his mental power is almost exhausted, but this deal is definitely not a loss for him.

First of all, he completely avoided those tricky tracking demon wing cannonballs, and secondly, because his previous battle with the giant demon guards had consumed a lot of his mental power, and it was harmless to use his mental power at this time.

It's like a person who buys something with money, and in the end he finds that there is still a little money left, just enough to participate in a discount, so he simply uses up all the money he has at his end.

To get back to the point, Izzy was in the shadows of the street buildings, watching with great interest as the soldiers of the Cult of the Damned God rejoiced, their attention completely focused on his destroyed elemental unicorn, completely oblivious to him as an audience.

What's even more ridiculous is that the fanatic soldiers look very happy, acting as if they were the warriors who have defeated the evil Great Demon King, which makes Izzy feel ironic.

"What a wretched flock of lambs to the slaughter, is eternal life really so tempting?"

As for his question, Izzy suddenly realized that it was indeed very tempting, death is a terrible thing, because no one knows what will happen to him after death, it may be eternal nothingness, or it may be heaven and hell, and only those who are really dead know the answer.

But even so, Izzy still felt that these humans were pathetic, they had no idea what the price of becoming an undead and gaining eternal life would be.

Izzy didn't know what it was like to be an undead, but he had read books about Karazanri, which said that to become an undead is to lose at least three senses: taste, smell, and touch, and that the other senses will gradually be lost over time, because corpses will decay, and sensations need organs to achieve them.

Of course, if it's a powerful undead, such as a lich, they may be able to preserve their sight and hearing through magic, but that's not much different from the walking dead.

A person can always taste the taste of food, the alluring aroma, the temperature of the sun, and even the lingering pleasure of men and women, what is the meaning of this kind of eternal life, living?

After thinking about it so much, Izzy had actually been waiting for Orgrim to appear, depending on the situation, Orgrim was blocked, otherwise he would have gone around here a long time ago and solved these small fish and shrimp.

"Isn't something wrong, capsized in the gutter?"

As soon as Izzy thought of this, he suddenly sensed Ogrim's approach, he looked at a building closer to the human soldiers, and immediately saw Orgrim hidden in the shadows, his hammer head was covered with blood, obviously he couldn't make a detour, and encountered the enemy, but it seemed that it only delayed him for a while.

Izzy thought for a moment, wondering if to signal him to attack, but Orgrim had already signaled his own attack while Izzy was thinking about it.

He grabbed the Hammer of Doom and slew it out of the building, charging at the group of zealot soldiers who were still in a state of rejoicing.

"yes! With that in mind, Izzy also went out with him.

The Devouring Greatsword and the Hammer of Doom landed on the bodies of the two fanatic soldiers at almost the same time, each inflicting a different devastating blow.

Orgrim's hammer of destruction, smashed into the armor of a fanatic soldier like smashing an aluminum soda can, and the soldier who smashed it had a hollow chest and vomited blood like a column, and the person he hit would fly out like a cannonball, knocking over a bunch of people before stopping, like bowling.

Izzy, on the other hand, swung his devouring greatsword and swept past the waists of the fanatical soldiers, freeing up a large body of flying upper limbs.

"Cool! These miscellaneous soldiers on the other side are really my "Giant Sword God Sect" is still enjoyable!"

Under the ferocious attack of the two, those believers and soldiers of the Cursed God Cult were immediately caught off guard, and at this time, it was the noble undead in gorgeous armor who shouted loudly and launched a counterattack.

"Stop them and kill them! Ahh ”

Izzy heard the order from the noble undead and admired his swift response, but he also knew that it might be because of the undead's natural cold way of thinking, which allowed him to behave like this.

But to be honest, it's a bit unwise to be the first bird at this time.

Izzy immediately looked at the undead commander dressed as a nobleman with a fierce look, and the guy immediately noticed Izzy, the two looked at each other, and Izzy grinned with a cruel face: "I have confirmed the eyes, it is the person I want to kill!"

The Devouring Greatsword weaved between the armor and flesh of the fanatic soldiers, and Izzy swept through the bloody rain as he swept through it.

The undead commander dressed as a nobleman immediately showed a look of horror and shouted, "Stop him!

Izzy couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "Why the hell do you think you're Brother Chun!"

Just as this guy shouted, the distance between Izzy and him had been shortened to about twenty meters, and those fanatical soldiers actually believed the nonsense of the noble undead and swarmed towards Izzy.

However, no matter how much cannon fodder there is, it is also cannon fodder, with a sword in his hand, dancing the sword like electricity, and those who get close to it are no different from jumping into the meat grinder.

When the aristocratic undead saw this, he immediately began to run, but Izzy would give him this opportunity, and in just a few steps, Izzy struck through the encirclement of the fanatic soldiers, caught up with the noble undead, and severed his feet with a sword, making him kneel in front of him.

However, this man's feet were gone, and he still wanted to run, so he ran wildly on the ground with his bare two ankles, and Izzy immediately turned cold, and waved his giant sword, which was two vertical and one horizontal, turning him into a "human stick." ”

Then Izzy left him where he was and began to clean up the mess, and the fanatical soldiers who were artillerymen cameo infantry were soon cleaned up like garbage by the two of them.

Izzy walked back to the noble undead, picked him up, and said, "Tell me at once how to close the arcane barrier in this town, or you will be divided into thirty-six pieces of specimen art soaked in embalming liquid, displayed in the orc's children's academy, forever for people to see!"