Chapter 863

A week after the opening of thunder Entertainment's new headquarters, the players got another exciting good news.

Animus of the assassin's creed, there will be new content again!

As for the update of "Assassin's Creed", players have expected it for a long time, because the name "Assassin's Creed: Origin" already implies that since it is the origin, it must have development, twists and turns, and continuity.

It's just that players didn't expect new content to come so soon.

In fact, for Chen Mo, it's more difficult to develop a new IP, because the whole game mechanism, playing methods and other contents need to be completely redone. But the development of follow-up content is much simpler. When the script is finalized and there are sufficient art resources, follow-up content only needs to follow the previous game mechanism, which can save a lot of time.

Of course, the new content can't be played yet. It's still in the final development stage. Now it's just a routine propaganda film.

However, even if it's just a promotional film, it's enough to excite the players. After all, CG is the main business of thunder film studio.

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Wearing a white hood, the figure penetrates the fog and comes to the camera.

His face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, his eyes bowed and his expression was solemn.

But on closer inspection, this is not an assassin in ancient clothes, but a modern young man.

The white hood comes from a white Hooded Coat. Under the hood, you can see the white headphones.

In dark jeans, with his head down, he entered an underpass.

The lights on both sides of the underpass flickered and dimmed, but in the next moment, they suddenly became torches on the stone walls of ancient buildings.

The light flickered and the melody of the background music gradually became intense.

All of a sudden, the young man in modern clothes becomes an assassin in white.

White hood, red edge pattern, brown leather boots, sleeve sword, arm guard

In a flash, the young man changes with the surrounding scenes, as if modern and ancient are interwoven. From clothing to the surrounding scenes, he constantly switches between modern and ancient.

However, young people and white assassins have same attitude and pace.

At the exit of the tunnel, two people in black coats and bad looks watched him, while the young man also raised his head slightly. The corners of his mouth with a sigh and stubble still had no expression, only the scar was noticeable.

The camera passes behind the young man. The man on the left is still in modern costume. When cutting to the right, a Knights Templar in armor has drawn out his long sword and rushed straight to him!

A metal friction, sleeve sword pop!

The assassin in white used the metal arm guard to gently take a grid, and then the sleeve sword accurately crossed the throat of the paladin.

In a flash, two bodies fell to the ground.

The assassin in white has no expression. Take back the sleeve sword and move on.

"Ah!"

An eagle across the sky, in the moment the young man out of the tunnel, everything around the rapid change.

Under the function of animus program, the surrounding high-rise buildings and skyscrapers are constantly transformed into a series of data streams, which are constantly annihilated and reconstructed. Each ancient building with the style of "human nature" rises.

Take a turn and come to a square in this ancient town.

On the execution platform, the Knights of the temple are making great use of their power, while there are cheers under the platform.

An eagle landed on a bar not far away, and the dark pupils reflected everything below.

In the noisy cheers, a figure in white appeared on the opposite tower.

He stood at the top of the bell tower, tall and straight.

The hood concealed his expression, but his eyes were already focused on the Knights of the execution platform.

"Dong!"

The bell rang.

The clock swings to the left, blocking the white Assassin's figure, but in the next second, when the clock swings back to the right, the white assassin has disappeared.

Only a group of birds that were shocked by the sound of the bell fluttered their wings into the air.

The sound It's like an assassin's clothes fluttering when he falls.

"Dong!"

The bell rang again.

The white assassin pushes away the crowd and walks slowly towards the execution platform.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong"

The bell rings continuously. Although the interval of the bell is exactly the same, the melody of the background music is getting faster and faster. The white Assassin's action is also getting faster and faster. Later, he even turns into a virtual shadow and suddenly crosses the crowd to the front of the execution platform.

"Whoosh!"

The white Assassin's Crossbow flies out a arrow, straight to the throat of the left Paladin. At the same time, he steps up to the scaffold and jumps up!

Time, as if in this moment fixed frame.

"Keng!"

There was a crisp sound of metal friction. The white assassin was like an eagle spreading his wings. On his left wrist, a sleeve sword came out.The Templars ready to draw their swords against the enemy.

The fallen body.

A flustered crowd.

The ringing of a bell.

In the extremely chaotic environment, the white assassin was not affected. The sleeve sword of his left hand pierced the throat of the Knights Templar instantly!

"Dong!"

The bell rang and the dust settled.

Everything around seemed to be quiet. The people under the execution platform were in panic, but their expressions were frozen on their faces, and the screams that had been squeezed in their throats could not be shouted out.

The white assassin drew out his sleeve sword and stroked the knight's face with his right hand.

"Rest in peace." He seemed to be muttering.

The melody suddenly became tense, and the guards around rushed in swarms, and the white assassin had rushed towards the square like an arrow leaving the string.

He easily climbed to the roof, climbed the eaves and walked along the walls, and settled down the guards who blocked the road cleanly. At last, he came to a closed city gate.

Several guards, armed with long swords, approached him carefully.

But just when guards thought assassins were cornered, gate opened.

"Dong!"

The last bell rings.

A group of Christians in white robes entered from the other side of the gate. In a second, the white assassin disappeared.

The soldiers were still searching in vain, but no white assassin could be found.

Only the eagle was left flying above the city.

A moment later, the eagle found the figure of the assassin in white.

He has left the city and is moving far away.

Data flow swept by again, and everything around it changed rapidly again.

From a prosperous city-state to a bloody battlefield.

Countless Templars with spears are charging forward bravely, some of them are falling and others are filling in.

But their enemies

Just

One person.

The one who was besieged by the Templars was a customer service figure wearing dark thorns. Judging from his beard under his hood, he was over half a hundred years old, but he was still reaping the lives of the Knights of the temple as if he were the most terrible murderer.

He was as nimble as a cat, unhurriedly avoiding the attack of the knights, and then the left and right double sleeve swords pierced the throat of every knights.