V2.Chapter 89

The young battle angel, wearing the armor of mithril and dark gold, holding the sword of judgment, stared at the enemy in front of him with eyes like torches.

Her enemy, the strongest demon god who came out of the dark abyss, the twelve-winged fallen angel, the scarlet cloak seemed to be dyed with countless blood, the hideous scepter and the magic sword hadn't been unsheathed yet, it had already brought huge damage to people. pressure.

He didn't bring any subordinates, and came to the battlefield of heaven alone. Facing many battle angels, he smiled without fear, which was endless arrogance.

Facing the little angel's intense, resentful and complex eyes staring at her, the handsome Demon God smiled as before, looking at her with deep eyes that revealed the same love as always.

This is torture for the little angel—at this moment, he actually looked at himself with such eyes, did he think that he would still be deceived by him? Still mocking her silently! ?

"Attack—!" Ace raised his sword with a solemn and hoarse voice.

"Ah—!" A group of extras in the back put on an offensive posture.

Shooting a photo is different from shooting a movie. They don't need to fight, they just have to do their poses, and leave the rest to the photographer.

The people around watching this scene felt a little indescribably dissatisfied. They couldn't help but want to watch the real plot.

Louis independently searched for a location, and tried his best to capture the most perfect scene. He focused on capturing recent photos of Ace and Sihuang, not missing the changes in their eyes and expressions.

Under the staff's reminder, Si Huang moved.

She drew out the magic sword in the scepter, held the sword in both hands, and the tip of the sword touched the ground, as if it had a weight of 10,000.

Everyone's mind sank inexplicably following her movements.

An invisible aura lingers around this young-looking demon god. If this world is really illusory, maybe there is a so-called demonic aura around her body?

She lowered her head, her long black hair fell straight down, covering her face on both sides.

She closed her eyes quietly, she didn't know what she was thinking, she seemed to be praying and thinking, and the time was quiet because of her silence.

The next moment, a sudden cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Those who saw this smile for the first time felt as if their heart had been stabbed severely by something, causing severe pain.

I never thought that a person could be so purely evil, without any morbidity or haze, just to let you know at a glance that this is a cruel and ruthless existence.

Life will not make her feel any cherishment, it is not worth mentioning in her eyes.

brush--

I heard the sound of breaking wind.

How much strength and speed is needed to make this tiny sound?

Everyone's heart couldn't help beating a few beats. Seeing the person in the dark battle armor, he opened his eyes at some point, holding the magic sword in his hand and making an attack.

When she stepped out, she sprinted for a few meters, and the exquisite but not light armor did not bring any burden to her.

momentum!

Majestic!

A single person is much stronger than a group of people on the opposite side.

Her movements are sharp and agile, and she feels extremely powerful without a real sparring, and there is an indescribable beauty in her strength.

That evil sneering face, those dark and deep dark green eyes, and the scarlet cloak were lifted by the wind.

All of these, like the existence that came out of the real biblical epic, domineeringly left the most profound and unforgettable trace in the minds of the world.

"Ah!" Ace didn't know who screamed out, whether he was frightened or amazed.

No one has explored the answer to this point, Sihuang has come to the front, and Ace instinctively raised the sword in his hand to meet him.

Judging from Ace's movements, this little girl must have also learned fencing, and it's not the kind of learning for fun, but the real talent who can really fight with people.

Si Huang turned sideways to avoid confrontation with her, and dodged into the crowd of 'battle angels'.

The psychological quality of this batch of extras is also good, and they have probably come back to their senses by now, or they may have been brought into the play by Si Huang. When they saw her swinging a sword, they knew how to block with the sword according to the teaching of the martial arts teacher. Twice.

It's not enough for them to block Sihuang with their skills, but in order to make the photo more interesting, she deliberately slowed down her movements, which can be regarded as an act.

Appropriate acting paired with her nonchalantly mocking look is an unexpected fit.

Let everyone feel that these 'angels' are not her opponents at all, she is just playing with them.

Just playing around can catch this group of battle angels by surprise.

"Hey! I suddenly want to make a movie about gods and demons. Let him play the devil. It must be very suitable and very popular." James sighed.

"It's a pity that you are not a screenwriter, nor a producer." Yuen responded to him, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

This pride comes from Sihuang's excellence.

He believes that once this photo is released, Sihuang will definitely be remembered by the people of country M. Even if some of them don't remember her name, they will remember her appearance and won't forget it easily.

He even believed that James already felt this way, real producers and screenwriters would not be moved when they saw Si Huang!

Sihuang never lacks strength, what she lacks is opportunities.

As long as she has the opportunity, she can soar into the sky!

And what he has to do is to spot the opportunity for Sihuang, seize the opportunity, and send the opportunity to her for her to choose.

"Others are going to touch up their makeup," Louis' voice sounded, "Sihuang and Ace are coming alone, don't fight too fast, first find a sense of tacit understanding, grasp the expression!"

Because they didn't give them time to adjust, the martial arts teacher also taught a few basic moves of Western swordsmanship. How to match the epic and aesthetic feeling depends entirely on the tacit understanding and self-expression of Sihuang and Ace.

The little girl Ace seems to have not recovered from the state, or she deliberately maintains the feelings of this role, the blue eyes that blend into the vast sky are burning with flames of war, staring at Sihuang scorchingly, and raising her sword to fight with the tip of the sword. She agreed, "Go ahead."

Si Huang smiled and stood still.

She didn't move, and Ace didn't move, and the two were deadlocked.

"Do you want to remind them?"

Louis glared at the speaker, "Wait."

wait? How long to wait?

This question has not been asked in the hearts of several people, and the two people on the field finally made a movement.

It was Ace who moved first, and the little girl sprinted towards Sihuang, full of heroism.

Her movement of swinging the sword is much more predictable than that taught by the martial arts teacher. Ordinary people are likely to be unable to react to a sudden stabbing of the sword by her.

boom.

The black greatsword clashed with the mithril rapier.

It turned out that Sihuang raised his sword in time to block Ace's blow.

This is just the beginning, it's Ace's temptation, and he probably understands that Sihuang is also a trainer, so Ace is more comfortable and merciless in his strikes.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

There was a continuous sound of weapon collisions.

At this moment, many staff members were rejoicing that the props they made were made of good materials, and they were similar to real swords and guns except that they didn't really start. Otherwise, according to the way Sihuang and the other fight, the ordinary props will not be broken, and they will definitely not be able to play this sense of reality.

In the fighting scene, Ace is constantly attacking, Sihuang is constantly blocking, one is constantly approaching, and the other is constantly retreating.

However, even if it was Si Huang who retreated, everyone could see that it was Si Huang who really had the upper hand.

Because she looked so laid back, no matter how powerful Ace's offensive was, and it swept in like a storm, Sihuang could follow it, with a smile on his face.

It's like playing around with little angels.

"Ah!" Ace yelled angrily.

But at this moment, Louis' voice sounded, "Stop! It's right here, we can end up at the end...uh!"

Ace, who was at his best, was caught off guard by Louis' voice. Her movements stopped in mid-air, and her expression was a little stunned.

Si Huang's eyes deepened, and she understood that status is really important. If Ace is interrupted at this time, it is not necessary to feel this way when the end continues.

The little girl pursues a perfect personality, and she doesn't know what problems will arise afterwards. Besides, the result of this photo shoot is also very important to her, and she doesn't want to just give up like this.

Sihuang made a decisive decision, took Ace's hand holding the sword, suddenly exerted force, and leaned forward to send it up.

Tear--

The slender point of the sword pierced through a gap in her armor, pierced into her clothing, and emerged from the other side.

Ace paused in astonishment, his eyes widened even more inconceivably, staring straight at the face in front of him.

"..." Her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't speak.

If it wasn't for the other party still holding her hand, maybe she would immediately lose her strength and let go of the holy sword in her hand.

"Kill me," that beautiful voice reminds one of an angel's chanting, low and soft with the magnetism that caresses the heart like a feather, making one's whole body numb and even his thoughts dull, "Your merit, It can make you the first battle angel in heaven, sitting on the throne at the right hand of the god."

"Little Ace, I helped you realize your dream, are you happy?"

In those eyes, those dark green pupils of the devil, they were as intoxicatingly hazy as ever, and even the pampering inside seemed to have never changed.

are you happy?

are you happy?

Ace's eyes were red with anger, "You devil!"

"Heh." Si Huang smiled, with a tone of connivance for the one he loves, "Come."

Ace felt that his hand was tightly held by the opponent, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. He could only watch helplessly as the blood-stained holy sword was slowly pulled out from the opponent's flank, and then he approached the opponent heart.

"No! I don't, let me go!"

"Don't worry, it's just a clone of me that died, and my real body has been sealed in the abyss." Si Huang comforted with a smile.

What he got was an angry and painful stare from Ace, and he growled at her in a tone almost resentful, "You are a devil, you are a real devil! You selfish ghost, you have no heart, and you are destined to be alone forever!"

"It's a vicious curse." The powerful demon sighed, and the sadness in that sigh was depressing.

The next moment, her hand was violently exerted.

"Ah!" Ace exclaimed, his red eyes instantly filled with tears.

——Ace, what is your dream?

I want to be the strongest battle angel!

great. But what is considered the strongest?

Have you ever seen the first throne under God the Father? As long as you sit on it, you are the strongest!

Oh you will make it.

Hahaha! ——

In my ears and in my mind, yesterday's conversation kept echoing.

It turns out that you have already planned it.

You devil, bastard!

Ace cried loudly.

The tip of the sword didn't really pierce Sihuang's heart.

The person in front of her was also real in front of her eyes, and did not dissipate into countless black feathers like in the plot.

It's just that Ace seemed to see such an ending, the loosened hand, the slender mithril holy sword fell to the ground, her shoulders also trembled, she raised her head and stared at Sihuang with wide eyes, crying loudly and hoarsely , tears streaming down his face.

From her eyes, Sihuang saw the accusation, the pain, and the grievance, which almost affected her. She couldn't help reaching out to hug her, coax her, and tell her that it was all her fault. , shouldn't make her so sad.

It's just that Sihuang didn't move. If she moved, the play would be ruined.

"The devil, the devil..."

Hearing Ace's choked-up murmur, Sihuang sighed softly, "Well, this is the way the devil loves."

Do demons love Ace? like! For her dream, he can sacrifice the free clone that he finally condensed. The death of the clone is equivalent to losing freedom, and he will continue to taste loneliness alone in the abyss. freedom from the outside world.

It's just that his love can't change his devilish nature, which is selfish, domineering and arbitrary.

He doesn't know how to love someone, he does things completely according to his own ideas, pampers Ace in his own way, and never thinks whether this way is right or wrong.

Sacrifice yourself to fulfill Ace's dream.

This will make little Ace happy.

He thought so and just did it, without asking Ace's consent, without thinking about whether she would be willing.

Even watching Ace suffer and cry because of this, he will not stop showing his love and will not find his mistakes.

Ace can indulge any temper and accusations against himself, and can sacrifice his life and freedom for her. The love of the devil is like the magic flame in the abyss, fierce and fierce, and can easily burn people.

This love, which can give people the deepest favor, is also full of danger and destruction.

As Ace said, this love is too selfish.

The other party is a real devil, even love can hurt others and oneself.

After all, who is at fault? If Si Huang was asked to pursue an answer, she felt that the most innocent person was little angel Ace, who met what she shouldn't have met, paid pure emotion, and got what she wanted, but the process caused her physical and mental damage. maximum damage. If she was given a choice between the strongest battle angel and a loving 'angel Lucy', she would probably be more willing to choose the latter.

The role of the devil is hated, but at the same time, there is no way to hate it completely. Probably many people can't help but assume that if this devil can understand love better, if he...

Who can say that this devil's love is not pure and deep?

Si Huang watched James come over, carefully wiped away Ace's tears, and told her in a low voice that this scene was shot very successfully, and that she only needs to take another photo of wearing the wing props.

"You're still so bold!" Yu Xi also walked to Si Huang's side, her tone was normal, but she stared at Si Huang with dissatisfaction, "If you can't control your strength well, what should you do if your heart is pierced?"

Many people were frightened by Sihuang's swift action just now, and he was no exception.

Si Huang smiled at him, and was about to say a few words of comfort when the tall man grabbed his wrist.

"Come with me." Qin Fan stared at her coldly.

Si Huang shook her head, "Finish the last shot..."

Before finishing speaking, the man interrupted, "It won't take you much time to apply the medicine."

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His Majesty:……