The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 214: The Villain Goes on a "Killing" Spree

"Cut!"

Zhang Mouyi's voice came from behind the monitor.

Chi Jie, the demon king who just moments ago was unrivaled, trampling the half-demon underfoot, stopped his movements instantly the moment that directive fell.

Luo Yu immediately detached from the character, bending down at the first opportunity to reach out and help Jiang Ci, who was still lying on the ground.

The urgency and worry in his actions held not a trace of pretense.

Those eyes, which just moments ago were filled with contempt and cruelty, now held only the apology belonging to an actor.

"Teacher Jiang, I'm sorry, that last hit just now..."

Helped by him, Jiang Ci sat up, swaying slightly.

He didn't look at the messy "wounds" all over his body, nor did he acknowledge Luo Yu's apology.

Instead, he turned his head towards Luo Yu, raising a thumb with extreme seriousness.

His face, still smeared with prop blood plasma, wore an utterly earnest expression.

"Teacher Luo."

"The angle you kicked my face at just now was especially photogenic."

"..."

All the apologies Luo Yu had prepared were blocked by this sentence.

Kicked his face?

Photogenic?

Looking at Jiang Ci's incredibly sincere face, Luo Yu was momentarily caught between laughter and tears.

All the heaviness and gloom that had accumulated in his heart because of Wen Nian's matter was washed away completely by this abrupt, nonsensical praise.

Behind the monitor.

Zhang Mouyi was watching the playback of the just-completed shot.

On the screen, Chi Jie's power, composure, and cruelty formed the most tragic contrast with Ye Chen's dishevelment and defeat.

This was exactly what he wanted!

Only if Chi Jie's style was firmly established would Ye Chen's tragedy carry enough weight, enough pain!

"Smack!"

Zhang Mouyi excitedly slapped his thigh.

He didn't give anyone a chance to catch their breath, grabbing the loudspeaker and announcing directly.

"Excellent!"

"Lighting! Props! Maintain this atmosphere!"

"Su Yan! Qing Yue! Enter the scene!"

"We're not taking a break, we'll shoot the desperate rescue scene in one continuous take!"

This instruction made the film crew, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, tense up again.

The two actors playing Su Yan and Qing Yue exchanged a glance, both seeing immense pressure in each other's eyes.

They rushed into the scene at a quick pace.

The set of the demonic array still maintained the mess after the crushing defeat, the air filled with the smell of smoke and blood plasma.

Luo Yu, playing Chi Jie, stood leisurely in place, appreciating these two overconfident intruders.

Having absorbed a thousand years of demonic power, he was now the absolute master of this world.

These two insignificant sorcerers were, in his view, nothing more than after-dinner entertainment.

Su Yan and Qing Yue rushed to Jiang Ci's side, one on each side, trying to lift him from the ground.

But the moment they touched Ye Chen's body.

An invisible barrier, to be added in post-production, violently repelled them.

Luo Yu couldn't even be bothered to lift a hand.

He just watched with amusement as they exhausted every means, trying to take away that already dying "waste" from under his feet.

Ye Chen lay on the ground, his body unable to move.

His consciousness was clear.

Or rather, semi-clear.

The excruciating pain from his shattered demon core kept him in a daze most of the time, but occasionally he could grasp fragments of the outside world.

Watching Su Yan and Qing Yue fight desperately for him, Jiang Ci felt no emotional ripples in his heart.

He even felt like giving their tragic, heroic acting a thumbs-up.

This sense of helplessness from being unilaterally crushed, this tragic sense of sacrificing everything to protect comrades, wasn't it also stacking buffs for the Heartbreak Value?

"Rise!"

In the scene, the male actor playing Su Yan let out a fierce shout, his hands forming seals. Dozens of prop talismans ignited in mid-air, transforming into a fire dragon.

The female actor playing Qing Yue also acted simultaneously, her long whip attacking Chi Jie's lower body from another tricky angle.

Their coordination was seamless.

However, facing the combined attack of the two.

Chi Jie leisurely raised his hand, extending two fingers.

A light pinch.

The prop talisman paper instantly extinguished between his fingertips, turning to ashes.

As for that long whip, he didn't even bother to look at it.

"Pfft!"

Su Yan and Qing Yue simultaneously suffered a backlash, each spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Yu's performance had already entered a transcendent state.

He was no longer that madman who needed to rely on roars to express anger.

He was now a demon god who took pleasure in toying with mortals.

He effortlessly neutralized all of Su Yan and Qing Yue's attacks, turning their desperate protection into a laughable and pitiful one-man show.

Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi was completely mesmerized.

In the scene, the battle continued.

Su Yan and Qing Yue charged again and again, only to be repelled even more disheveledly each time.

Their spiritual power was rapidly depleting, the expressions on their faces slowly changing from initial determination to despair.

But they did not give up.

Because lying behind them was their most important companion.

"Useless."

Chi Jie finally spoke.

As if tired of this boring spectacle, he slowly paced forward, walking towards the two.

"Your struggles, in my eyes, are no different from ants."

With each step he took, that immense pressure of demonic power made Su Yan and Qing Yue's bodies feel heavier.

Finally, even standing became difficult for the two. Their knees went weak, and they half-knelt on the ground.

Chi Jie walked up to them, extending his hand as if to give them a final end.

At that moment.

"Don't even think about it!"

Qing Yue, who had been shielding Ye Chen all along, used her last ounce of strength to throw herself forward, using her own back to firmly block in front of Ye Chen.

Chi Jie's palm mercilessly struck the center of her back.

"Thud!"

A muffled sound.

Qing Yue's entire body was pulled away by the wirework, flying out and crashing heavily onto a distant foam stone pillar.

"Qing Yue!"

Su Yan let out a grief-stricken, furious roar.

Looking at his fallen companion in the pool of blood, then at the lifeless Ye Chen on the ground.

He pulled out from his chest a talisman paper that was entirely golden, covered in ancient seal script.

"Ancient Talisman · Shadow Severance!"

The moment Chi Jie saw that talisman paper, the playful composure on his face shifted.

He wanted to stop it.

But it was already too late.

Su Yan detonated the talisman without hesitation.

"Boom——!"

The prop master on the film set timely triggered the smoke array.

In the script, this scene would be combined with post-production special effects to create a sense of urgency.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Su Yan, with all his might, hoisted the completely unconscious Ye Chen onto his back, then rushed to the other side, also slinging the severely injured Qing Yue over his shoulder, fleeing in disarray towards the outside of the array.

The dust slowly cleared.

In the center of the demonic array, only Chi Jie remained. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

His robes were stained with a bit of explosion dust.

But he was not angry.

Looking in the direction the trio had fled, a smile of absolute certainty appeared on his face.

Anyway, that half-demon's demon core was already shattered. Even if rescued, he was a cripple.

And the final right of interpretation for this game remained firmly in his grasp.

As Chi Jie's final contemptuous smile froze.

"Cut——!"

Zhang Mouyi's voice finally fell.

This pivotal scene, which had taken several days and tortured everyone, was finally over.

No habitual roar from the director came through the loudspeaker.

The entire film crew was still immersed in the oppressive feeling of being dominated by a powerful villain.

A moment later, Zhang Mouyi put down the loudspeaker.

Unusually, he did not immediately rush back to the monitor to review the footage.

He stood up from his director's chair, walked to the center of the set, walked to where Luo Yu still stood.

He didn't say anything, just raised his hand and gave Luo Yu's shoulder a heavy pat.

Then, in a tone of satisfied emotion audible only to the two of them, he said one sentence.

"You didn't disappoint me."