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Chapter 864 A new CG
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âA week after the launch of Thunderbolt Entertainmentâs new headquarters, the players received another piece of exciting news. â
Animus of Assassinâs Creed was going to have new content!
âThe players had long expected the update of Assassinâs Creed because it was a game that required a lot of resources. The name ââoriginsââ had already hinted that since it was the origin, there would definitely be development, twists and turns, and continuation. â
âHowever, the players didnât expect the new content to come so quickly. ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âTo Chen Mo, creating a new IP was a bit more troublesome, as the entire gameâs mechanics, gameplay, and other content needed to be redone. However, it was much easier to develop the follow-up content. With the script finalized and sufficient art resources, the follow-up content only needed to follow the previous gameâs mechanism, which could save a lot of time. â
âOf course, the new content could not be played yet, as it was still in the final development stage. What was leaked out now was just the routine publicity film. â
âHowever, even if it was just a promotional video, it was enough to make the players excited. After all, Thunderbolt film studioâs main business was CG. â
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A figure wearing a white hood passed through the fog and came to the camera.
âHis face was hidden in the shadow of his hood, his eyes were lowered, and his expression was murderous. â
âHowever, upon closer inspection, it was not an assassin in ancient clothing, but a modern young man. â
âThe White hood was derived from a white Hooded Coat, and under the hood, white headphones could be seen. â
âHe was wearing a pair of dark-colored jeans, and with his head lowered, he entered an underground passage. â
âThe lights on both sides of the underground passage flickered, and in the next moment, they suddenly became torches on the stone walls of ancient buildings. â
âThe light flickered, and the melody of the background music gradually became more intense. â
âThe scene suddenly flashed, and the young man in modern clothes turned into an assassin in white. â
âWhite hood, red border, brown leather boots, hidden blade, arm guards ... â
âThe camera flashed, and the young man changed with the surrounding scenery. It was as if the modern and ancient times were intertwined. From his clothing to the surrounding scenery, he kept switching between the modern and ancient times. â
âHowever, the young man and the White-clothed Assassinâs posture and pace were the same. â
âAt the exit of the tunnel, two people in black coats with unfriendly expressions observed him. The young man also raised his head slightly, and the stubbled corners of his mouth were still expressionless. Only the scar was eye-catching. â
âThe camera cut to the young manâs back. The man on the left was still wearing modern clothes, but when it cut to the right, an armored Paladin had already drawn his sword and was charging straight at him! â
âWith a crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other, the hidden blade popped out! â
âThe assassin in white used his metal arm guard to lightly block, and then his hidden blade accurately cut through the Holy Knightâs throat. â
âIn the blink of an eye, two corpses fell to the ground. â
The White-clothed assassin was expressionless. He kept his hidden blade and continued to walk forward.
âââSwish!ââ â
âAn Eagle streaked across the sky, and the moment the young man walked out of the tunnel, everything around him changed rapidly. â
âUnder the effect of the Animus program, the surrounding high-rise buildings and skyscrapers were constantly transformed into a series of data streams, constantly annihilated and reconstructed. One by one, Islamic-style ancient buildings rose from the ground. â
The camera turned to a square in the ancient town.
âOn the execution platform, the temple Knights were showing off their might, while the audience was still cheering. â
âA male Eagle landed on a bar not far away, his dark eyes reflecting everything below. â
âIn the midst of the cheers, a white-robed figure appeared on the opposite tower. â
âHe stood at the top of the clock tower, tall and straight. â
âThe hood covered his expression, but his eyes were already focused on the Templar Knight on the execution platform. â
âââBOOM!ââ â
The bell rang.
âThe bell swung to the left, blocking the white-robed Assassinâs figure. However, in the next second, when the bell swung to the right, the white-robed assassin had already disappeared. â
âOnly a flock of birds, startled by the bell, flapped their wings and flew into the sky. â
This sound ... Was like the fluttering of an Assassinâs clothes when he fell.
âââBOOM!ââ â
The bell rang again.
The assassin in white pushed through the crowd and slowly walked toward the execution platform.
âââBOOM!ââ ââBOOM!ââ ââThumpââ â
âThe bell continued to ring. Although the intervals between the bell were exactly the same, the melody of the background music became faster and faster. The assassin in white also moved faster and faster. In the end, he even turned into a shadow, passing through the crowd and arriving in front of the execution platform. â
âââWhoosh!ââ â
âAn arrow flew out of the crossbow of the assassin in white, aiming for the throat of the temple Knight on the left. At the same time, he stepped onto the execution platform and jumped high! â
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
âââSwish!ââ â
âWith a crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other, the high and mighty assassin in white spread his wings like an eagle. A hidden blade popped out from his left wrist. â
The Templar Knights were ready to draw their swords to fight.
A corpse on the ground.
The panicked crowd.
The crisp sound of a bell.
âIn the 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 temple Knight! â
âââBOOM!ââ â
âThe bell rang, and the dust settled. â
âEverything around them seemed to have quieted down. The people below the execution platform were inexplicably frightened, but their expressions were frozen on their faces, and the screams that were already squeezed in their throats could not be shouted out. â
âThe assassin in white took out his hidden blade, and his right hand stroked the temple Knightâs face. â
âââRest in peace.ââ He seemed to be mumbling. â
âThe melody instantly became intense. The surrounding guards rushed over like a swarm of bees, and the assassin in white had already rushed out of the square like an arrow released from a bow. â
âHe easily climbed up to the roof, leaped over the eaves and walls, and efficiently got rid of the guards blocking the way. Finally, he came to a closed city gate. â
Several guards with long swords in their hands carefully approached him.
âHowever, just when the guards thought that the assassin had been forced into a dead end, the city gate opened. â
âââBOOM!ââ â
The last bell rang.
âA group of white-robed believers entered from the other side of the city gate. In the blink of an eye, the white-robed assassin had disappeared. â
âThe soldiers were still searching around in vain, but they could no longer find the assassin in white. â
âOnly the Eagle was left, flying above the city. â
âAfter a while, the Eagle found the assassin in white. â
He had already left the city and was now heading into the distance.
âThe stream of data swept through again, and everything around him changed rapidly. â
âFrom a prosperous and rich city-state, it had become a bloody battlefield. â
Countless Paladins holding Spears were fearlessly charging forward. People fell and people filled in.
âHowever, their enemy ... â
It was just ...
One person.
âThe one who was being attacked by the Holy Knights was a figure in dark spiky clothes. Judging from the beard under the hood, he was over fifty years old, but he was still like the most terrible god of death, easily reaping the lives of the Holy Knights. â
âHis figure was as agile as a cat, and he calmly dodged the attacks of the Paladins. Then, his left and right double-sleeved daggers accurately pierced the throats of each of the Paladin. â