Under the narrow sky, a figure swept by like a bird, leaving a few white particles of light along the way.

Hoshikawa Aoi lay on her stomach on her magic device, staring intently at the magnifying glass held up by Xiaobai, who was wearing a pilot's helmet, as if she were studying a tactical map.

The temporary companion sitting behind her peered uneasily at the magnifying glass.

"Is it really good to do that? It felt like something bad was being done. ”

"It's okay, when the time comes, I'll say that Airisa instructed it."

"How so!"

Arisa grumbled, but her eyes didn't stop for a moment.

On the magically woven picture, Li Wu, Hikari and Uehara, who were a long distance away from them, walked into a building decorated with neon signs.

Behind the heavy soundproof door is a space about the size of a basketball court, and the stage faces the main door, the outline of the microphone stand looms in the bright light, and the mixing room and drink bar are set on the left and right sides of the door.

"This is called a livehouse?"

It was the first time for Li Wu to come to such a place, so he turned around and asked Uehara, who was left behind.

"Yes, although the venue here is not very famous, it is quite good. It is said that many powerful bands have performed here. ”

Masaki Uehara wears colorful ornaments on his wrists, which are said to be peripheral products of the idol group he pushes.

Carrying a glow stick, he expertly greeted the audience who kept pouring into the performance area, speaking in a black language that outsiders couldn't understand.

As a result, Li Wu and Guang were squeezed to the side by the crowd instead, and Uehara, who witnessed this scene, gave him a thumbs up.

The atmosphere gradually swells like the undulating sea level, and the sound of audience conversations, the smell of alcohol and carbonated drinks, the fleeting glow sticks and the reflection of the light from the ornaments are intertwined, and even outsiders can't help but feel the heat welling up in their chests.

For example, Miss Horiri next to him.

Hikari wore a short black T-shirt with a skull pattern printed on it, and wore hot pants with the belt slanted to the side, revealing the smooth skin of her legs.

"Rock!"

She raised her right fist and shouted, the dull hair on her head swaying with it. If this were during the performance, it would have been considered an act of insuke.

"I'd love to know what Hikari thinks of idols?"

Li Wu couldn't help but ask.

"Smash the guitar, jump off the stage, storm the headquarters of big companies, ......"

Li Wu pinched her cheek and covered the rest of the words back.

"Stop! I now know that you have a deep misunderstanding too! ”

The surrounding fans all watched with great eyesight.

"It's time to shake the armor!"

Light patted his hands to let go, and said vaguely.

The young girls sang and danced to the music on stage, infecting the audience with their energy.

The venue was like a weed that was ignited in an instant, and the flame of emotions spread from person to person, and when it was the turn of a six-rotor silver drone to turn on the stage, the atmosphere was pushed to another peak.

Today's venue seems to have more than one idol group performing, but isn't the drone a little too outrageous? Can the gender of idols be so unrestrained now? When will you see a gunship as an idol?

Li Wu's question was quickly answered by the next scene.

Wisps of blue light shoot out from the drone's camera position, projecting a virtual image.

It was a girl who looked no more than fourteen years old, with fluffy, soft millet hair neatly and a love hairpin on the left hanging end.

She wears a beige school uniform, but under the blue pleated skirt, obsessive-compulsive black socks are short and long.

"Nero! Nero! ”

Seeing her appear, there was a group of people in the audience who waved glow sticks feverishly.

"It's someone who has appeared on TV!"

In the midst of the cacophony, Light needed to shout loudly for him to hear.

After her reminder, Li Wu also remembered where he had seen this image.

It's the AI idol launched by the Blue Dream Group.

However, in such a short period of time, it has evolved from a 3D model to a holographic projection that can be performed live, and the speed of technological development is really fast.

The AI known to fans as Nero smiled and waved, "Thank you all for your support. heart。 ”

She gestured with love, and suddenly there was another.

"I'm going to bring you new original songs. Expect. ”

I don't know if it's for the show effect or performance limitations, but every sentence of this AI seems to be accompanied by a descriptive sentence at the end.

When the song flowed out of her mouth, the originally hot scene calmed down in an instant.

It was a humming without words, but the beauty of the melody was enough to touch anyone's heart, as if the beautiful Garden of Eden was unfolding before his eyes, full of religious feelings, and more like a hymn that should appear in a church.

Everyone present, even the audience who was not her fans, became captives of the singing, and was silent in this moment, except for a few people who did not understand the amorous feelings.

The shadow cast by Li Wu on the ground expanded from the human form to stretch out its hideous wings, from which dark red blood oozed and formed the shape of a cross at his feet.

The [Dragon's Blood Cross] given by the [Dragon Slayer] is supposed to come from the legend of St. George slaying the dragon.

Dressed in a red cross representing the power of protection, the patron saint slew the dragon on the outskirts of Serenla, and it is said that the dragon's blood also congealed into a cross shape on the ground and remained undispersed for a long time.

The ability born out of this myth was the most effective defense against all kinds of anomalous forces at his disposal, like the invisible wall that surrounded Arisa and her father at the time.

"Light?"

He shook the girl next to him first, and she turned around as if she had just woken up from a dream.

"It's not rock, but it's good."

Light gave a nondescript evaluation.

"I'm afraid it's more than just good."

He didn't feel any harm in the music played by this AI idol, but it could stimulate positive emotions in a positive sense, but the techniques used must involve supernatural forces to trigger the reaction of the [Dragon Slayer].

It's just that I don't know if Lembongan Media has mastered the relevant technology and tried to increase the attraction of the idols they launched, or if the AI has become a refinement on its own.

He glanced at the drone and the projected virtual image again, making sure that no text was displayed on it.

Nero stopped singing and waved his hand: "Thank you, goodbye!" Regretful. ”

Her image shuddered and vanished, and the drone flew to the back of the stage to the back of the stage amid applause that almost broke through the roof.

"That's so good!" "I thought it was a gimmick before, but I didn't expect the technology to be so advanced now." "What's the name of that song, is it sung by a real person? It can't be a synthesizen, right? ”

Amid the heated discussion of the audience, a new idol group stood on the stage.

Ryoko Aoki took the two members behind her and bowed slightly to the audience.

(End of chapter)