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When Patchouli and Alice arrived near the battlefield in Magic Forest, what appeared before the two girls was already an intense bullet barrage clash that showed no signs of stopping.
Within Patchouli and Alice's field of vision, the following scene unfolded before them.
One person stood on the ground, immovable as a mountain. Behind him, crimson spatial ripples fluctuated as all kinds of pitch-black weapons—blades, swords, spears, and more—shot out from within, soaring into the sky.
In the air, the other person stood atop a broom. Facing wave after wave of attacks, she displayed incomparable flying skills, weaving through the violently fired weapons with both awkwardness and agility. Wooden cubes floated around her, occasionally firing lasers down at the ground.
Pitch-black weapons and dazzling lasers clashed fiercely in the empty space between the two figures, one still and one moving, one above and one below. Dust and flames erupted, creating powerful shockwaves that swept in every direction.
At first glance, the two appeared evenly matched, neither willing to yield.
But Patchouli and Alice knew perfectly well.
Marisa's situation was extremely dire!
That was only natural.
Even if Marisa's magic cannons were powerful enough to threaten opponents above her rank, she could not defeat Wu Yan with powerful attacks alone.
After all, being able to threaten someone above her rank was merely a threat. It had not reached the point of real danger. No matter how powerful the attack was, it would be useless if it did not truly hit the opponent.
Moreover, whether she could threaten someone above her rank depended on what kind of opponent she was facing.
Against a Ninth Order beginner, if Marisa found an opportunity and used