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Chapter 855

Words:1824Update:22/06/20 13:08:30

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A week after the opening of Thunderbolt Entertainment's new headquarters, the players received another piece of exciting news.

Assassin's Creed's Animus was going to have new content!

The players were expecting an update for Assassin's Creed, as the name Assassin's Creed: Origins already hinted that since it was the origin, there would be development, twists and turns, and a continuation.

However, the players didn't expect the new content to be released so quickly.

For Chen Mo, developing a new IP was a bit more troublesome as the mechanics and playstyle of the game had to be completely redone. However, it was much easier to develop the following content. With the script and enough art resources, the following content only needed to use the same mechanics, saving a lot of time.

Of course, the new content wasn't playable yet as it was still in the final stages of development. What was released was only a promotional video.

However, even if it was just a promotional video, it was enough to excite the players. After all, Thunderbolt Movie Studio's main business was CG.



A figure wearing a white hood passed through the fog and appeared in front of the camera.

His face was hidden under the shadow of the hood, his eyes were lowered and his expression was stern.

However, upon closer inspection, it wasn't an assassin in ancient clothing, but a modern young man.

The white hood came from a white hooded jacket, and white headphones could be seen under the hood.

He wore dark jeans and lowered his head as he entered an underground tunnel.

The lights on both sides of the tunnel flickered, but in the next moment, they suddenly turned into torches on the walls of an ancient building.

As the lights flickered, the background music became more intense.

The scene suddenly flashed, and the young man in modern clothing turned into an assassin in white.

White hood, red stripes, brown leather boots, hidden blades, arm guards …

As the scene flashed, the young man changed with the surroundings, as if modern and ancient were intertwined. From his clothing to the surroundings, he kept switching between modern and ancient times.

However, the posture and pace of the young man and the assassin in white were exactly the same.

At the exit of the tunnel, two people in black jackets with unfriendly expressions were observing him. The young man raised his head slightly, his stubbled mouth was expressionless, only the scar was eye-catching.

The camera panned across the young man's back. The person on the left was still dressed in modern attire, but when the camera panned to the right, an armored Holy Knight had already drawn his sword and was charging over!

With the sound of metal rubbing against each other, the hidden blade shot out!

The assassin in white used his metal bracer to block the attack, and the hidden blade sliced through the Paladin's throat.

In the blink of an eye, two corpses fell to the ground.

The assassin in white was expressionless. He put away his hidden blade and continued to walk forward.

Screech!

An eagle streaked across the sky. The moment the young man walked out of the tunnel, everything around him changed rapidly.

Under the effect of the Animus program, the surrounding high-rise buildings and skyscrapers continuously turned into streams of data. They were continuously annihilated and reconstructed, and ancient free-style buildings rose from the ground.

The camera panned to a square in this ancient town.

On the execution platform, the Paladin was flaunting his prowess, and the audience was still cheering.

An eagle landed on a crossbar not far away, its pitch-black eyes reflecting everything below.

Amidst the noisy cheers, a white-clothed figure appeared on the opposite tower.

He stood at the top of the clock tower, his body tall and straight.

The hood covered his expression, but his gaze was already focused on the Paladin on the execution platform.

Dong!

The bell rang.

The bell swung to the left, blocking the assassin in white. But in the next second, when the bell swung to the right, the assassin in white had already disappeared.

Only a flock of birds, startled by the bell, flapped their wings and flew into the air.

This sound … was like the fluttering of an assassin's sleeves when he landed.

Dong!

The bell tolled again.

The assassin in white pushed through the crowd and slowly walked toward the execution platform.

"Dong!" "Dong!" "Dong!"

The bell rang continuously. Although the intervals between the bell rings were exactly the same, the background music was getting faster and faster. The assassin in white moved faster and faster. In the end, he even turned into a shadow, passed through the crowd, and arrived in front of the execution platform.

Whoosh!

The assassin in white released an arrow from his crossbow, aiming for the throat of the Paladin on the left. At the same time, he stepped onto the execution platform and leaped up high!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Keng!

The sound of metal rubbing against each other could be heard. The assassin in white was like an eagle spreading its wings. His left wrist popped out a hidden blade.

The Paladin who was ready to draw his sword.

The corpses that fell to the ground.

The panicked crowd.

The bell rang.

In this extremely chaotic environment, the assassin in white was not affected at all. The hidden blade in his left hand instantly pierced the throat of the Paladin!

Dong!

The bell rang, and the dust settled.

Everything seemed to have quietened down. The people under the execution platform were terrified, but their expressions were frozen on their faces. The screams that were squeezed in their throats could not come out.

The assassin in white pulled out his hidden blade and stroked the face of the Paladin with his right hand.

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

The melody suddenly became tense, and the surrounding guards swarmed over. The assassin in white was like an arrow released from a bow, sprinting out of the square.

He easily climbed onto the roof, leaped over the walls, and neatly dealt with the guards that blocked his way. Finally, he arrived in front of a tightly shut city gate.

A few guards wielding swords cautiously approached him.

But, just when the guards thought that the assassin had been forced into a corner, the city gate opened.

Dong!

The last bell rang.

A group of white robed believers entered from the other side of the city gate. In the blink of an eye, the assassin in white had disappeared.

The soldiers were still searching in vain, but they could not find the assassin in white.

Only the eagle was left, soaring above the city.

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

He had already left the city and was advancing into the distance.

Once again, the flow of data swept through, and the surroundings changed again.

From a prosperous and prosperous city, it became a bloody battlefield.

Countless Paladins with spears in their hands charged forward fearlessly. As people fell, more and more took their places.

But, their enemy … …

Just … …

One person.

The person who was being besieged by the Paladins was a figure wearing a dark coat. From the beard under the hood, it could be inferred that he was over 50 years old, but he was still like the most terrifying God of Death, casually reaping the lives of the Paladins.

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