Is Vanessa able to cast spells? She can proudly say "yes"! It's just that she's more used to using swords to solve problems.

Now she is still a part-time middle-level thief in the early stage druid. The druid ability is the auxiliary, and the thief ability is still her core.

To control this staff, at least, you need the strength of the Great Druid, that is, to reach the legendary level of the usual level. The Great Druid is one of the conditions and is a foundation. The Staff has even more stringent requirements for the user's balance. It requires balance in an absolute sense. Vanessa now? Haha, it's still far from it!

After tentatively inputting a small part of natural force, the staff immediately whirred, as if it was about to slash at the air.

Vanessa quickly retracted the power of nature. She knew that the sickle had the ability to break through the space barrier, but she didn't expect that she was so sensitive. Before she could do anything, it was about to use its ultimate move and summon the werewolf!

Then she frowned and had a short interaction with the staff. The part of the natural force she took back became particularly difficult to control. If the original natural force was like an arm finger, it was an obedient good child, but now turning around in the moon god sickle would be like becoming a naughty child.

It contains an unspeakable restlessness!

"It's so troublesome!" Vanessa was a little depressed because she suddenly realized that it was extremely inconvenient to carry this thing. It was one meter and five meters long and the sharp blade was eighty centimeters. Where is the right place to put a large sickle?

Carrying on your back? Isn’t this Minghuanghuang telling everyone that I have a magical tool here, so if you are brothers, come and chop me up!

Hold it in your hand? Put it in your bag?

It’s inconvenient to think about it. The best destination for this thing is to find a place to offer it!

But Vanessa was unwilling to give up. She finally got a magic weapon. If you can't use it, it's so troublesome to carry it. It's too bad! She is going to have time to ask Jaina.

Not long, Vanessa found three figures in the northwest corner of the collapsed pit, one of them supported the other one on the left and the other. The three of them staggered out. From the hesitant movements, they were also confused, as if they were not sure why the good tunnel suddenly collapsed.

The one who was supported was the young man who almost turned into a werewolf before. The strong man on his left was the fallacies priest he met in the western wilderness before. On his right was a middle-aged man. The other man was wearing a gorgeous robe and looked a bit similar to the young man. He was mostly his father or relative, and he looked like a mid-level wizard.

The three of them left the deep pit with some difficulty. The young man with a broken leg was thrown onto the goat by the fallacies. The three of them did not stop and headed north, as if they were preparing to go to Yese Town to repair.

Vanessa did not show up, and both sides could not even meet by chance. She had already got the sickle and the other party saved her life. This was done very well and there was no need to cause trouble.

She hid in the dark and continued to observe. She estimated that there should be survivors. The werewolf's vitality is very strong and cannot be viewed from the perspective of her previous life. Such a tunnel collapse may not destroy the other party.

Her waiting was effective. In less than a minute, she saw a trembling trembling in the gravel below. With a loud shout, a werewolf covered in blood dug out a passage from the gravel. Two werewolfs were also next to him. Judging from the earrings he was wearing, they were the three werewolf druids.

The three werewolf druids were all covered in blood and were injured. The first werewolf with the highest one waswolf was blinded. With the blessing of the violent, they forced to come to the ground with the explosion. Now they consumed too much physical strength and had automatically withdrawn from the violent state.

"Diet!" Vanessa quietly slipped down the big tree. She hid in the shadows and rushed out of the shadows while a werewolf druid and her companions were talking. Darin Prodmore's saber was like a flash of lightning flashing in the darkness, fast and accurate, and directly chopped towards the head of the werewolf druid with her back to her.

A head flew into the sky, and the werewolf druid's tired face was filled with disbelief. He could not accept that he had just died so easily.

Vanessa was in power and refused to forgive her. She reached out to take out a bottle of potion and threw it on the ground without looking at it. With a crisp crackling sound, she sneaked into the darkness again with the help of the rising white mist.

"Poisonous!" The first werewolf, the tallest, stayed in the white mist for only two seconds, and saw through her intentions.

But his physical strength was almost exhausted. The poison thrown by Vanessa had extremely strong corrosive properties on the blood. The poison drilled into the heart and brain through the wounds all over their bodies. The two werewolf druids' reaction speed was several beats slower.

When facing a thief hidden in the dark, the price of slow action is life.

The demonic strike jumped out from a tricky angle like a venomous snake, piercing deeply into the eye socket of another werewolf druid, and then stirred up a few more times.

As the rabbit rose and falcon fell, the two werewolf druids became burping. She breathed a sigh of relief, shook off the blood stained on her weapon, and hid in the dark again.

"Druid! Come out for me! Fight to the death with me!" The tall werewolf was extremely angry. He felt that he had lost too unjustly. If a fair fight was going to fight, that human would definitely not be their opponent. Even if he exhausted his energy now, he would be somewhat sure to win, but after calling for a long time, the other party just couldn't come out.

His eyelids became heavier and he knew that the other party's poison had flowed through his blood. In other words, he would be poisoned to death even if he was not killed. He tried hard to listen to the movements around him, and wanted to judge the other party's position based on his own experience. Gradually, he was sure.

"I'll tell you a secret, the secret about the Luna Scythe"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a "bang" gunshot, and a bright red blood hole appeared on his forehead. The last bit of energy of the tall werewolf was exhausted. His knee, which was originally ready to go, instantly softened. He stared at the direction where the projectile was flying in disbelief.

The bloodthirsty thought quickly faded in his mind. He seemed to recall the scene when he was still a night elf or a druid. How happy he was at that time.

The cheerful memory is very illusory, and the figure in it seems to be himself, but it seems to be not.

Worried about this guy having any powerful trump card, Vanessa was far away, changed direction, quickly bounced, and shot him in the left eye.

The projectile pierced through the eyeball and flew out from behind the head.

"The leader wolf will not let you go," the other party said in ambiguously.

Vanessa scoffed: "I won't let him go!"
Chapter completed!