Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The young war angel, clad in mithril and dark gold armor, wielded the Sword of Judgment, her eyes burning like torches as she stared intently at the enemy before her.
Her enemy was the strongest demon god, a twelve-winged fallen angel, emerging from the abyss of darkness. His crimson cloak seemed stained with countless drops of blood, and his menacing scepter and demonic sword, though still sheathed, already exuded immense pressure.
He had come to the battlefield of Heaven alone, without any subordinates, facing numerous war angels with a smile, utterly fearless and arrogant.
Facing the little angel’s intensely resentful and complex gaze, the handsome demon god smiled as always, his deep eyes revealing unwavering affection.
This was torture for the little angel— at this moment, he looked at her with such eyes, did he still think she would be deceived? Or was he silently mocking her?!
“Attack—!” Ace raised her sword, her clear voice solemn and hoarse.
“Ah—!” A group of extras behind her assumed attack stances.
Shooting a portrait was different from shooting a movie. They didn’t need to actually fight; they just needed to strike the right pose, and the photographer would handle the rest.
The people watching this scene felt a strange sense of dissatisfaction; they couldn’t help but want to see the real thing unfold.
Louis found a good spot, striving to capture the perfect moment, focusing intently on close-ups of Ace and Si Huang, not missing a single change in their eyes or expressions.
At the staff’s prompting, Si Huang moved.
She drew the demonic sword from her scepter, gripped it with both hands, and the tip touched the ground as if it carried immense weight.
Everyone’s mind, following her movement, inexplicably sank.
An invisible aura surrounded this seemingly young demon god. If this world truly was fantastical, perhaps there really was some kind of demonic energy surrounding him?
He lowered his head, his long black hair falling straight down, obscuring both sides of his face.
He quietly closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps praying or contemplating. Time itself seemed to stand still because of his silence.
The next moment, a sudden, cruel smile appeared on his lips.
Those who saw this smile for the first time felt as if their hearts had been stabbed, a sharp, piercing pain.
No one had ever imagined that a person could be so purely evil, without any trace of morbidity or gloom; you could tell at a glance that this was a cruel and ruthless being.
Life held no value for him; it was worthless in his eyes.
*Whoosh*— the sound of wind breaking filled their ears.
How much strength, how much speed, must it take to produce such a subtle sound?
Everyone’s heart skipped a beat. They saw the person clad in dark armor, who had opened his eyes at some point, gripping his demonic sword and poised to attack.
He then took a step forward, instantly covering several meters, the exquisite yet undeniably heavy armor bearing no burden whatsoever.
Aura!
Imposing!
One person, far more powerful than the combined might of the opposing group.
His movements were sharp and agile; even before the actual fighting began, he exuded immense power, a power imbued with an indescribable beauty.
That wicked, coldly smiling face, those dark, deep emerald eyes, that scarlet cloak billowing in the wind— all of this made him seem to have stepped out of a real biblical epic, leaving an indelible and powerful mark on the minds of the world.
“Ah!” Someone on Ace’s side cried out in surprise, whether startled or awestruck, no one cared to find out. Si Huang was already in front of her, and Ace instinctively raised her sword to meet him.
Judging from Ace’s movements, this girl had definitely learned fencing, and not just for fun, but with real skill and possessed the ability to fight.
Si Huang, however, sidestepped to avoid a direct confrontation, slipping into the ‘War Angel’ crowd.
This group of extras had good composure; they had probably recovered by now, or perhaps Si Huang had drawn them into the role. So when he swung his sword, they even knew to raise their swords twice to parry, just as their martial arts instructor had taught them.
They weren’t skilled enough to stop Si Huang, but to make the photos more impactful, he deliberately slowed his movements, putting on a show.
The appropriate performance, coupled with his nonchalant mocking expression, was surprisingly fitting.
It made everyone feel that these ‘angels’ were no match for him; he was merely toying with them.
Just toying with them was enough to catch these war angels completely off guard.
“Sigh! I suddenly really want to make a fantasy movie and let him play the demon. It would be perfect, and a huge box office hit,” James sighed.
“Too bad you’re not a screenwriter or producer,” Yu Xi replied, a hint of pride in his eyes.
This pride stemmed from Si Huang’s excellence.
He believed that once this photobook was released, Si Huang would definitely be remembered by the people of the US. Even if some wouldn’t remember her name, they would remember her face and wouldn’t easily forget her.
He was even more convinced since James felt this way; what real producers and screenwriters wouldn’t be tempted by Si Huang!
Si Huang never lacked talent; what he just lacked was opportunity.
Given the chance, he could soar to great heights!
His job was to identify opportunities for Si Huang, seize them, and present them to him for him to choose from.
“Everyone else, go down and touch up your makeup,” Louis’s voice rang out. “Si Huang and Ace will have a one-on-one fight. Don’t rush it; find your chemistry first and get your expressions right!”
Because they hadn’t been given time to practice, the martial arts instructor had only taught them a few basic Western sword techniques. How to create an epic and beautiful effect depended entirely on Si Huang and Ace’s chemistry and their own improvisation.
Ace was improvising.
The young girl Ace seemed not to have recovered from her role, or perhaps she was deliberately maintaining the character’s emotions. Her azure eyes, like the vast sky, burned with the fire of battle as she stared intently at Si Huang, raising her sword and pointing the tip at her. “Come on then.”
Si Huang smiled, standing still.
He didn’t move, and Ace didn’t move either; the two remained locked in a stalemate.
“Should we remind them?”
Louis glared at the person who spoke. “Wait.”
Wait? How long?
Before the question could even be uttered in their minds, the two on the field finally made a move.
Ace moved first, the young girl sprinting towards Si Huang, exuding heroic spirit.
Her sword-wielding movements were far more skillful than any martial arts instructor could teach; an ordinary person suddenly stabbed by her would likely not be able to react in time.
*Clang.*
The black greatsword clashed with the mithril rapier.
It turned out that Si Huang had just raised his sword to block Ace’s attack.
This was just the beginning of Ace’s test. Realizing Si Huang was also a trained fighter, Ace attacked even more freely and mercilessly.
*Clang clang clang clang— the continuous sounds of weapons clashing.*
At this moment, many staff members were thankful that their props were made of good materials; aside from not being actually sharpened, they were almost indistinguishable from real weapons. Otherwise, with Si Huang and Ace fighting like this, ordinary props would either be damaged or fail to create this level of realism.
The fight scene consisted of Ace constantly attacking and Si Huang constantly blocking, one constantly advancing, the other constantly retreating.
However, even though Si Huang was the one retreating, everyone could see that he truly held the advantage.
He looked incredibly relaxed. No matter how powerful Ace’s attacks were, sweeping in like a storm, Si Huang could handle them all with a nonchalant smile.
It was as if he were playing with a little angel.
“Ah!” Ace roared.
But at that moment, Louis’s voice rang out, “Stop! Right here, you can come down and finish… uh!”
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