Pache lived in a time when things were not good, when the world was at war, and human life was as humble as ants, and it was not worth anything.

In the mouth of mankind, that battle, known as the First World War, the battle that dragged the whole world into flames, was so crazy.

Even if she was hiding in the basement where no one was around, she could clearly see the flames of the explosion outside, and at that time, Patchouli was not a magician, just an ordinary human girl who was no different from others, and at that time, her age was not even ten years old.

How powerless a ten-year-old girl is in the midst of war, especially when human trafficking has reached the point where human trafficking has reached the point of rampant, when human life is too humble to be called human, rationality and humanity are so insignificant.

Maybe they will be raped in public on the side of the road, and then cut into pieces of meat as nutritious food.

This is not an exaggeration, even the girl herself has seen it a few times, trembling and weak body, it is impossible to do anything at all.

Compared with the tragedy that may be encountered outside, she would rather hide in this basement alone, waiting for death.

"Squeak."

The sound of the rat came, and the girl couldn't help but grab her calf and shrink into a ball.

A brown-haired rat poked its head out of the corner cabinet, swaying from side to side, its pupils were black, but they were still transparent in the dark.

It noticed the girl, and slowly leaned over.

The girl was even more frightened.

Outside, the sound of explosions and gunfire could be faintly heard.

This made the girl cover her mouth tightly and dare not make a sound, for fear that a passing soldier or a fleeing refugee would notice her.

The basement of this dilapidated house has always been a refuge for young girls in this place.

The houses here had collapsed, but there was a tiny gap in the middle of the collapsed houses, which had been left by the maiden herself by removing the fallen wood.

Further down, there is an entrance to an underground storage warehouse, but it is relatively hidden and not easy to spot.

And there are very few people who come to inspect the collapsed house, as long as it is not requisitioned by the military, then it can continue to protect the girl as a refuge......

But she couldn't stop it, there would be other troublesome creatures here, spiders, rats, these things that were scary when they saw them, and it was not the first time they had encountered them.

At least, much cuter than the dead.

"Boom ......" accompanied by the tears left behind, the girl who covered her mouth could only make such a whimper, she didn't know if there was any point in living like this, but even if it was a nightmare, she had already understood that she was the last blood in the family.

Her parents had already died in a hurry in the war, leaving her alone, and her mother was specially hidden to save her life.

The world has gone mad, and no one is still sensible.

No one can save such madness, everyone is just waiting for the final judgment.

Pache thought so, but suddenly she couldn't stop coughing.

The air in this basement is really bad, her body is not good, she will inevitably cough after staying in such a closed and dirty environment for a long time, there are animal corpses here, and there may even be some animal feces, which is poisonous gas for humans.

But such a place was already the last refuge that the weak she could find.

Maybe one day, she will die here and usher in liberation.

For such a delicate life, death itself is already the best relief.

I don't want to die, but I am waiting to die, it is with such a contradictory and non-repetitive mood, the girl's eyes slowly darkened.

It was only then that someone opened the lid of the roof, allowing her to see another beam of light.

If you look back on it now, it is like the light of the gods when they came, so that the wounds in her heart began to heal, and even her body seemed to begin to rejuvenate...... It's just that the girl's reaction at that time was only panic.

Like an animal in the warehouse that was surprised by the sunlight, she ran into the depths of the warehouse.

Even ignoring the fact that he just hit his head directly on the wooden garbage that he didn't know what it was, and his head was bleeding.

Such a rush is like running for your life.

And the one who opened the cellar was a man who was not very young, and his appearance seemed to be a little old, the edges of his hair had begun to turn a little gray, and his face seemed to have obvious wrinkles.

He jumped in from outside the cellar, glanced through the dark tunnels, and then looked at the girl in the far corner.

That glance was the first time the girl was stared at by him.

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Pache was beside him, an orange-red fireball burned brightly, like a small sun, spitting tongues of fire and exuding a scorching aura, but it did not affect Pache herself at all.

With a huge stream of mana, Pacouli's fireball began to attack the other two magicians in front of her with the wave of her fingers.

Of course, what is being attacked is a few puppets, already colorful stars.

The stars of different colors turned into a torrent of things, and although one-on-one seemed to be completely incomparable to the power of the fireball, when the number formed a certain size, they could not only engulf the fireball, but also attack Pache through the gap in the fireball at the same time.

The puppets on the other side did not intend to directly resist this fireball, although Shanghai and Penglai completely ignored such an attack and charged directly, but the other ordinary human figures did not do this, they lined up in a line, and squeezed through the gap after Shanghai and Penglai opened the way.

After that, he released different colored rays to attack Patchouli.

At the same time, Shanghai raised the spear in his hand, and the Shanghai puppets behind him lined up in a row and began to prepare for the charge.

Alice's requirements for puppet manipulation are not so high now.

Shanghai and Penglai have been able to use their abilities well as self-disciplined dolls, and at the same time, they can also help Alice share the pressure of operating the dolls, and now she can completely hand over the two humanoids to them to operate.

The third puppet Rose, Alice has been handed over to Hongbarny, and if it returns to his hands, I'm afraid it will be a new combat force.

Of course, it seems that enough is there now.

Alice and Marisa's teaming up has suppressed Patchouli.

In the face of the combined attack of the two people, Pache appeared around Lancer's shield, which wrapped Pache in it as if a bubble had suddenly created to protect her.

This was one of Pacully's abilities, and at the same time as the bubble was created, Patchouli reached out again and waved it twice in the air.

Obviously it was in mid-air, but suddenly a huge stone was created out of thin air, this stone was seven or eight meters in diameter, and it turned into the shape of a spike, piercing down from above, and at the same time as the stone fell from the sky, on the ground, a silver-white magic array also began to glow.

Something seemed to be about to erupt.

The scope of this magic array was very huge, encompassing the surrounding environment of nearly 100 meters.

Patchouli seems to have understood that in a direct confrontation, she is at a disadvantage by only one person, so she simply launched a large-scale bombardment counterattack, and she can do this lightly as a magician who is proficient in Wuyao, but Marisa and Alice cannot.

Although the magic of the two people seems to be more pure and convenient, if it comes to combat effectiveness, it is Pachuali's research that is more pure.

What's more, as magicians, the two of them are only at the level of entry compared to Pache Li.

Whether it's talent, or time.

Pachouli was born with the ability to sense the existence of magical elements, and she could easily mobilize magical energy beyond the limits of her body, coupled with the accumulation of time and accumulation, she could be said to be a much purer real magician than Alice and the magician.

This point is not something that two people can compare.

The appearance of this magic array on the ground caused some confusion in the offensive and formation of the two.

Although Alice's puppets did not stop attacking, they lacked Alice's magic infusion and were not powerful enough to break Pache Pursu's shield with the cooperation of Marisa's stars, and could only withdraw from the attack range of the magic circle.

When Marisa and Alice had just withdrawn for a moment, a silver-white pillar of light like a blade surged up on the ground, reaching a height of 100 meters.

The trees on the ground were cut in two by the silver light, creaking and falling to both sides.

The silver light constantly drifted back and forth in the magic array, as if looking for some target.

If Marisa and Alice had been one step slower at the time, the results might not have been much better than those trees.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then, they felt a scorching breath again.

It was a plural number of fireballs again, and they were even bigger than those just now, and under the control of Patchouli's slender palm, these fireballs flew towards the two people again, and at the same time, Patchouli herself had already lifted her shield and began to fly towards this side.

She's also a fan of bullet hell games, and she's not inferior to Marisa and Alice, at least when it comes to dodging attacks.

Between the three magicians, it seems that they have returned to the original point where they started, and there is no progress.

But is that okay?

Pache doesn't run out of magic with the Philosopher's Stone, but Marisa and Alice.

The total amount of their magic power was originally inferior to Pachuali, and now it is constantly being consumed, and it seems that it is a little stricter.

What the outcome will be is unknown.