After making sure that she had adjusted her condition, Zhu Talan led Vanessa into a side hall.

A full twelve warrior monks sat quietly on the periphery, chanting the books of their clan in a low voice, and with a firm will to fight against the madness in the center.

The demon was covered in iron blue, and its body was wrapped in a tattered cotton wool-like gas, and it did not directly contact the twelve warrior monks, a curtain of water separated the two.

There is also a faint incense lit in the side hall, which also suppresses the evil spirit of the demons to a certain extent, and relieves the mental pressure of the warrior monks.

Vanessa smelled the smell of incense, and she was a little fluttery, which was different from the feeling of sleeping in the jade dream, but it also had a transcendent charm.

What should have been said has been said many times, Zhu Talan gave her an encouraging look, and then waved away the warrior monks, all the warrior monks saluted Vanessa one by one, and then neatly withdrew from the side hall, not for long, the madness was not suppressed, it broke the water curtain, and looked at Vanessa with a hideous face.

The two sides looked at each other for a few seconds, and the madness seemed to read the secret in her heart, analyzing and amplifying the negative emotions in her heart, and then began to deform.

Soon a tall figure appeared where it had been standing.

"Holy! Is this my hubris? It shouldn't be! Vanessa, who was full of peace in her head, was speechless for a while as she looked at the image of the madness, isn't this the old lady Egwene?

Of all the people he knew, Old Lady Egwene was the craziest. Without any helpers, she killed Sargeras's doppelganger in a hasty encounter, just this one thing is enough for the old lady to blow for a lifetime, she didn't spread it around, but her madness is the embodiment of that madness to the bone.

The rest of the people, from the honest Kilgardan to Gianna, this large group of people are not as crazy as the old lady......

What does madness mean that my arrogance has a fight with Old Lady Egwene? This is still the result of self-cultivation, watching mountains and rivers every day, reading all kinds of famous works, and conditioning the mentality for half a year.

Vanessa frowned tightly, a little depressed, she thought that she was still a very modest and cultivated person, her heart had not reached this level, right?

"You must be teasing me, conjuring up an image of Egwene to attack my faith!"

She complained unhappily, and just as she was reflecting, the madness made a move.

The monster took on the form of Egwen, his right hand clenching his staff, his eyes firm, his chin slightly raised, and his temperament as if facing a fallen Titan descending on Azeroth.

If you don't say a word, you're so crazy!

The bottomless arcane ocean surrounded Vanessa, and she only felt her feet sinking rapidly, and there were seven or eight arms stretched out from the ocean, these arms were male and female, old and young, human and elf, all different, they had only one purpose, and that was to pull Vanessa down.

"Egwene has this spell?" To be honest, Vanessa had never seen an old lady cast a spell, and the madness was only using the image of the old lady in her heart, and what kind of spell it was, or even whether it was a spell or not, was up for debate.

However, Vanessa is not the time to pass through for a long time, and even Egwen, who is in the strongest state, is not afraid to come out of the long river of time.

"Quiet!" She gently spat out two syllables.

The raging arcane ocean calmed down in an instant, but before she could fight back, the second wave of the madness's attack arrived, and the meteorite rain that flew in the sky carried the heat, slamming her foothold.

"Flames and meteorites on me?" With a wave of her hand, the meteorite rain took an abrupt turn in the air, and in turn smashed into the madness.

The other party did not panic at all, the staff in his hand lit up with a fluorescent glow, and a dragon made of ice slowly crawled out of the air, followed by several undead knights armed with swords and riding death horses.

Vanessa doesn't know many spells, the druid is not as good as a mage in casting spells, she now relies more on her own instincts, unlike the mages who parse, build models, simulate the running of elements, and finally release, she can skip all the steps and use the form of spells, in one step, to release skills directly, without thinking about what messy things.

She casts spells very quickly, but now she realizes that the illusion of madness is even faster than she casts.

Vanessa had just flooded several undead knights with quicksand when she saw the mad one's right hand flip, and the heavens and the earth turned upside down, the sky was below, the earth was above, and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

Suddenly, the counterattack in her hand fell short, and she was a little embarrassed by various summons and spells for a while.

It's a bit like the fighting style of the old lady Egwene, once the war starts, she will rely on an endless stream of spells to drown the enemy, this trick can only be played by those who have particularly strong mana, Gianna learned a lot of moves from the old lady, and slowly there is a bit of a trend in this regard, Vanessa and Gianna have sparred a few times, and they are somewhat impressed.

It's just that this is all Vanessa's own memory of Egwen, and there is still a difference between it and the real old lady.

"The difference is that you don't have a brain!" She quickly approached the Mad Spirit, and seeing that the distance between the two sides was close to ten meters, she quickly threw the Silver Hand Warhammer.

As the elite of the hammers, as a full-fledged hammer, the Silver Hand Warhammer can control itself!

Even though the madman dodged the hammer with ease, it didn't expect the thing to chase after it.

The real Egwen knows some melee martial arts, such a long time, many basic fighting skills even if they are not practiced, they can watch it every day, and they can watch it for a hundred and eighty years.

Many long-lived mages have melee abilities, such as Kael'thas and his sons, who can fight Arthas for eighty rounds with a magic sword. Even Gianna, who has been casually learning for two days, is stronger than the average soldier's swordsmanship.

The mages are very smart, and no one will leave a short board, waiting for the opponent to kill him in seconds.

The real Egwene has melee abilities, and it is no problem to pick up the staff and smash the enemy's head, but this fake Egwene can't.

According to Vanessa's memories, the Mad Demon used the staff as a two-handed sword, parrying the Silver Hand Warhammer again and again.

The barrage of spell attacks was interrupted, and Vanessa was useless, following a few techniques she had recently learned from the Warrior Monk, took a sharp breath, then swung her arm and fist, her body accelerated, and the punch landed on the cheek of the madness.

Cobweb-like cracks spread across half of Mad Fury's body, and although it recovered quickly, the opportunity was lost.

Lost in the endless spells, the rhythm is disrupted, and it is a big target in Vanessa's eyes.

Punch after punch, no weapons, no spells, Vanessa defeated her hubris by relying on pure physical attacks.

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