Chapter 191
This seemingly wicked and playful Super AI is not only the chief mentor of the <Flashdance> project, but also the chief mentor of all previous [Witch]. Whether it's magic, logistics, idols, social skills, tactics, culture, or even all miscellaneous subjects, the AI is responsible for teaching them everything.
Xie Qingyu knew all too well that Teacher Dream Weaver would never hesitate for a second on the ever-changing battlefield, much less make a decision a step slower than hers.
Therefore, there is only one answer.
Even with [Full Bloom] activated, one's five senses are still disturbed.
On the girl's Magic Armor, the Little Butterfly brooch spoke in a flustered yet pained manner:
"You silly Xiaoyu, you're being too reckless!"
Bathed in blood and flames, Xie Qingyu quickly suppressed the pain as she spoke, using the Underworld Flame to cleanse the marks buried in her body. She forced a smile, trying to reassure herself.
"It's alright, Dream Weaver teacher, I've already experienced things that hurt much more."
The monster's voice has indeed disappeared.
The ominous signs that spread through eye contact are forcibly removed, much like scraping the bone to remove poison.
But the bad news was even worse. Her headset was shattered by the disaster energy, and she still couldn't contact Dream Weaver. She also didn't know if there were any other Calamity Beasts lurking in the venue, and her anxiety grew even stronger.
More importantly, if this dangerous Calamity Beasts, suspected to be a nightmare, is not lying, then the importance of this Public Performance will increase many times over, and even bringing in the entire Netherworld Butterfly to protect it wouldn't be enough to guarantee its success.
--[Pure white].
This is Miracle High Wall has protected human civilization for a full 17 years!
If it weren't for the divine intervention of [Pure White] who suppressed all calamities, not only would she not be able to live to this day in good health, but human regimes and national systems would most likely have been shattered on that day.
Therefore, any element related to the other party must be given the utmost attention, even if it means hindering or even abandoning other Kindling Project!
But she simply couldn't think of any effective way to combat the nightmare.
Even if [Fuxi] were to activate annihilation mode, it would be meaningless against such a troublesome monster without a physical form. The pure white staff, capable of destroying a main city, is no match for a complete [Witch] team in this respect.
Xie Qingyu made up her mind. [Full Bloom] was a status skill that consumed a lot of energy, and she could not afford to waste any time. In order not to be hit again, she kept her eyes closed and quickly tilted her body down, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
In an instant, a thick Black Mist, like dark clouds, enveloped the dome.
Violet immediately issued a warning.
--Don't look back!
Xie Qingyu kept her eyes closed, gritted her teeth slightly, and opened the parasol in her hand.
The [Chuan] level magic flowed like waves, progressing layer by layer within a precise magical structure. It flowed along the umbrella handle, down to the umbrella ribs, and then to the tip of the umbrella. After a process of compression, concentration, and splitting, it released a scorching light wave with a diameter of ten meters in an instant.
This fully powered Magic Cannon is capable of piercing through mountains and evaporating lakes. Its power is comparable to that of a tactical missile, and it also possesses the subjective nature of indiscriminate attack, capable of burning and annihilating even energy-like Calamity Beasts.
To ensure effectiveness, the diameter and range of the Magic Cannon continued to expand infinitely after it was fired, like a countercurrent trying to engulf the suddenly appearing Black Mist and annihilate it.
At the same time.
As the Vacuum Domain unfolds, layers upon layers of sonic booms are created.
Using the reaction force transmitted from the umbrella, Xie Qingyu fell like a meteor, directly shaking off this troublesome enemy, and was about to arrive at the stage in an instant.
Meanwhile, in the sky, the Magic Cannon, like sunlight dispelling gloom, drove away the Black Mist completely.
Upon closer inspection, the original location of the Black Mist was now shimmering with a strange light, revealing a barrier woven from countless transparent threads.
These threads gradually turned jet black, becoming the very form of the Black Mist from before. They surged in from all corners of the Sea Capital, weaving a giant jigsaw puzzle, constructing a twisting, writhing shadowy dragon that roamed above all living beings!
The most terrifying thing is that there are also five thousand silk threads in the venue, which only occupy a tiny corner of its body.
If we were to make a rough estimate, it would be impossible to imagine how many people in this city have their consciousness controlled by it, like puppets sinking into a shared dream.
At this moment, the dragon opened its scarlet beastly eyes. It looked down at the back of the [Witch], then swooped down and swept away like a shuttle, as if it were a projection that did not exist in the Material World. It swallowed Xie Qingyu like light, encompassing her within the scope of its body.
Thus, countless threads collided with the [Witch's ] torso and limbs, seemingly trying to forcibly connect and stitch them together, inviting each other into the same dreamland.
Xie Qingyu resisted with all her might.
--The Underworld Flame still burn.
--The [Full Bloom] property remains exempt.
--The blessing of the violet shines brightly in the soul.
"Difficult to deal with... isolation..."
The Calamity Beasts let out a cold hiss, but after weighing its options, it abandoned the most decisive control and, in a bizarre way, swallowed and chewed the [Witch], causing her to disappear into its belly. The beast itself also decomposed into countless threads, their whereabouts unknown.
High in the sky, the Little Butterfly cried out in panic:
"Waaaaah, Xiaoyu, it's so scary, so scary! We've been eaten by a monster!"
Xie Qingyu fell from mid-air, crashing into the billboard of the building at supersonic speed, and then fell to the ground on the rooftop, rolling around a few times in a sorry state. When she struggled to get up, Little Butterfly was still chirping in fear, just like a fool.
The girl remained calm. She ran her hand over the empty eye socket, and the flesh miraculously transformed into clusters of violets. With the infusion of a little magic, the petals multiplied and grew, eventually reversing into a complete eyeball, restoring her vision.
--[Full Bloom].
In this state, Magical Girl is like a humanoid Soul Flower; she will not die until her magic power is exhausted and can heal any type of injury.
Xie Qingyu stood at the top of the building, looking down at the bustling scene below. The traffic was particularly lively, and in the distance was the iconic landmark of Sea Capital — the Pearl Tower.
The girl poked the brooch on her Magic Armor with annoyance and said:
"You idiot Violet, take a good look around you."
The Little Butterfly said urgently:
"Ah! Where did that ugly thing throw us? Did it teleport us to the other side of the Sea Capital? No, we still need to protect Xuan Bao!"
Without a word, Xie Qingyu soared high in the sky. After a brief survey, she realized the truth and further confirmed the true form of the Calamity Beasts. Her expression turned solemn as she said:
"It's not teleportation. This place... is most likely a mirror image of the Sea Capital pieced together in the dream realm by Nightmare Demon after controlling a large number of citizens and using their memories!"
The violet also realized what was happening and immediately concluded:
"So, the only way to get out is to defeat the Nightmare Demon in the Mirror Sea Capital?"
Xie Qingyu landed on the side of the street. Looking at the terrifying scene in the distance, a surging tide of Calamity Beasts resembling a hodgepodge of monster illustrations, she took a deep breath and murmured:
"Probably, we'll have to kill them all."
Meanwhile, at the Public Performance venue.
The Dream Weaver Rabbit's scarlet eyes were cold. It sat upright in the audience, glancing at the seats, and sensed that something was wrong.
Although the surveillance footage showed that the venue was never attacked by any Calamity Beasts, all the stationed soldiers were on duty as scheduled, and [Fuxi] and a series of devices did not report any crisis.
But Xie Qingyu's disappearance, even if only for a short three minutes, was the biggest, most obvious, and most fatal flaw.
This is one of her most outstanding students in the new generation. As Captain-Class [Witch] who has completed [Full Bloom], defeated dozens of calamities, and completed three-digit Shine Magic, she would never make any mistakes in such an important mission.
Dream Weaver Believe in the students you train, just as Xie Qingyu believes they will never make mistakes.
Therefore, a series of instructions were issued, including unlocking [Fuxi]'s permissions, granting Xie Qingyu [Great Full Bloom]'s usage license, dispatching the nearest [Witch] team to come immediately, and... requesting the release of Dream Weaver's underlying code.
The Dream Weaver Rabbit entered a super-intelligent mode, as if looking down from a god. Its body dissolved invisibly in the void, and an incredible phenomenon of Heart Tide quietly burned as the thoughts of this Super AI churned, causing the lurking calamities in the audience to cower.
At this moment, data, code, and Heart Tide are weaving a miracle that comes at a price.
The form of Dream Weaver slowly outlined itself, then froze at the progress bar nearing its threshold, silently waiting for the moment to strike. Its only remaining feature, a crimson eye, looked down mockingly at the venue, whispering:
"B-Class, or A-Class?"
In the silence where no one answers, undercurrents continue to surge.
At this moment, the audience below the stage was bustling with excitement, and the voting for the first group had ended.
Chen Yining's team declared victory with an overwhelming advantage. The Little Idol standing backstage ignored Qing Bao's somewhat solemn expression and walked onto the stage with various emotions.
At that moment, they were somewhat stunned as they experienced what it was like to be in front of thousands of audience members.
Kiriwake Yayoi, facing the stage lights, looked at the waving light sticks below the stage, her beautiful eyes sparkling like exquisite Pink Diamond.
The girl's heart pounded, her chest filled with the most genuine emotion and joy.
This is a stage I've never been on before.
Even though not all the audience members were there for her, the pink light sticks mixed in with the sea of light and the shouts of "Little Sakura" far surpassed her previous narrow and unpopular stage career, symbolizing a brand new beginning.
--Idol.
This word, profession, and identity, amidst the intoxicating clamor of alcohol, evoked a sense of grounding never before felt, instantly boiling the deepest Heart Tide of the soul, causing the [Cocoon of the Heart] to overflow with fervent radiance.
Splash, splash.
The sound of the tide rolling in.
The girl smiled happily, and at that moment, the [Rose Covenant] reached 100% resonance, fulfilling the prerequisite for evolving into a [Witch] even before the stage performance began.
Kiriwake Yayoi was completely unaware of this. She was unaware of the truth of the world, the responsibilities she had shouldered, and the imminent crisis. She simply enjoyed every breath on stage with pure, heartfelt joy.
This is Tang Liuli's second time Public Performance, but unlike the awkwardness and contradictions of the last time, she chooses to face the past and confront the future.
The girl struggled to overcome her social anxiety, her emerald green eyes intently looking at the cheering sticks waving below the stage. Suppressing her timidity, she waved to the little fans shouting her name, as if some shadow in her heart had shattered, and a genuine smile appeared on her lips.
Xie Qingxuan withdrew from the [Meditation State]. She silently looked at the light boards and cheering sticks below the stage, and heard voices calling her name all around her. However, unlike before, the heavy wall she had built around her heart seemed to have disappeared after she joined the team.
At that moment, she suddenly understood why her sister had been so angry when she criticized her, and why she had been so happy and tirelessly rushed to the next stage. It turned out...
Is an idol something like that?
Chu Wangshu looked expectantly at the audience below the stage. She didn't even have time to pay attention to the light sticks supporting her, and anxiously and happily searched for familiar figures in the crowd.
Chu Yuanqing activated his magic in time, predicting the direction the Little Cotton-padded Jacket would sweep, and conjured a Magic Clone that blended into the crowd, holding a cheering stick.
At this moment, Chu Yuanqing, as a father, looked into his daughter's eyes on the stage and smiled encouragingly, keeping his promise.
Chu Yuanqing took in the smiles of her daughter and teammates. She silently looked up at the sky, then glanced at the fans below who knew nothing of the calamity. Her delicate, beautiful eyes softened with tenderness.
Charlotte, I will protect our daughter and the peace of this era, and I will do it on... your favorite stage!
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P. S.: I haven't mourned for not sleeping for a moment. The next one to open the gates of Eternal Abyss is—me! Bored!
Volume 1: 184. Chu Yuanqing Takes Action, the Power of the God of Disaster, [King of Salt] (5K)
On stage, the melody of <Wannabe> lingered.
The virtual reality scene operated according to a fixed program. The dazzling neon lights were like fireworks, and the colorful lights seemed to shine into the sky. The dry ice mist rose and fell, creating a hazy yet enthusiastic atmosphere that enveloped the entire venue, together with the changing images on the projection screen.
This is the advantage of Flash Dance. Even setting aside the highly skilled contestants, the cutting-edge stage equipment alone is enough to give the audience the most immersive stage experience.
Xu Ling sat in the middle of the audience, at a distance from which she couldn't clearly see the faces of the Little Idol. Only through the three giant projection screens in mid-air could she clearly see the Little Sakura she had been longing for and the increasingly alluring Pure White Witch.
"So beautiful, the girls all look so pretty today."
"Yayoi, don't cry. You've come a long way through so much hardship, isn't it all so you can stand on this stage with a smile?"
"And Qing Bao, why does she seem to be smiling so gently today? It's like she's being pampered, or even being held and protected in her mother's arms?"
The girl's inner thoughts were incredibly rich, with countless ideas flashing through her mind, all of which ultimately turned into anticipation for the stage. She looked at the figures in the distance, seemingly out of reach, and smiled excitedly. She took out her phone and started recording, while her other small hand was ready to wave her light stick at any moment.
And something similar happened to the entire audience.
The reason is simple: the five contestants on stage are extremely popular. The mere fact that they are on stage is enough to generate great enthusiasm and anticipation. In addition, there are already their fans in the venue. The waves of shouts of their names are like heavy tides, surrounding the stage in the center.
Meanwhile, the prelude to the musical notes on stage rose and fell.
Chu Yuanqing looked at the audience seats, which radiated in all directions like stars Lighting Up by the light of the cheering sticks. The gilding in her pupils slowly spread, combined with her instinctive intuition and the Supernatural Senses of the Pure White Witch, as if parting the morning mist to bring the truth of the world into view.
Silk.
Densely packed silk threads.
The five thousand spectators were entangled in transparent threads, which extended like tree branches to the dome of the venue, like a thousand-armed Buddha supporting the bird's nest-shaped venue, and even encompassing the surrounding land, forming a domain constructed by unknown abilities.