Four months have passed since Lin Zhongtian discovered the world of the movie "The Blade of the Assassin".

During these four months, Lin Zhongtian has been continuously transporting materials from the Embroidered Spring Blade world into the gray fog space.

Today, the gray fog space is very different from before.

The boundless gray sea of ​​fog was torn into two by Lin Zhongtian's mighty power.

Half of it rises like clear air, and the other half sinks like turbid air. Together, the two construct a huge cavity in which a tall, lifeless mountain is suspended. On the top of the mountain is a stone palace filled with jade, gold, iron and many other miscellaneous items.

Apart from that, the entire cavity was empty.

Only those silver light balls, under the influence of the gray fog, continued to flash bright silver light outside the broken space, becoming the most dazzling stars in the sky in this void.

Suddenly, a tall general in golden armor walked out of the palace on the stone mountain.

It was Lin Zhongtian's new body constructed with rocks, gold, iron and white jade.

Compared with the previous stone man's body, this body of the golden-armored god has been improved a lot.

It has metal bones, rock flesh, golden armor, and smooth white jade joints.

Various designs and ingenious ideas allow it to move its body smoothly. The various materials that make up its body have also been compressed countless times, becoming extremely hard and able to even largely resist the active erosion of the gray fog.

What does this mean?

This means that even in the outside world, the body of this golden-armored god can still possess a certain degree of flying ability.

Of course, as long as they are in the gray fog space, all of Lin Zhongtian's bodies have the ability to fly, but in the outside world, only the gray fog that carries his great will has the real ability to fly.

The others, whether made of stone or flesh, could only fly indirectly via the gray mist.

In this case, the gray fog will pull at the body under the influence of gravity. If there is not enough resistance, the gray fog will easily erode the body and then break out of the body.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Zhongtian's main consciousness found ways to create the body of this golden-armored god.

He has already tested it in the world of "Embroidered Spring Blade". As long as the speed does not exceed that of sound, this body can fly freely for more than three hours. After that, there will be signs that gray fog will break out of the body.

But as long as you don't fly for three hours at a time, you can ignore this limit.

After walking out of the palace, the golden-armored god took a step forward and instantly moved into the void outside the mountain.

Looking at the silver ball of light in the space crack, Lin Zhongtian did not hesitate and controlled the golden-armored general to take a step forward.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed drastically, and the originally dead silent nothingness turned into a noisy night market.

The deep night market streets, flashing neon signs, and psychedelic colors fill this crowded street.

Roadside stalls are placed cluttered on both sides of the road, and the shouting sounds mixed with the popular music coming from the music store behind, making it difficult for passers-by to distinguish and understand.

Just then, a black van slowly drove past the center of the road.

Faced with the crowded crowd on the road ahead, the burly white man sitting in the driver's seat slapped the steering wheel impatiently. The shrill horn sounded like a death note, driving away the crowded crowd ahead.

Finally squeezing out of the street, the strong white man spat out the toothpick in his mouth, turned the steering wheel while cursing, and drove into a deserted and quiet street after passing the corner ahead.

Once entering the street, the sturdy white man no longer hesitated and stepped on the accelerator.

"Bang--"

The black van suddenly accelerated and collided with something.

The strong white man was not wearing a seat belt and was caught off guard and crashed headfirst into the steering wheel.

There was a muffled sound, and the white man gasped, covered his head, and raised his head with a grin.

Blood flowed down his forehead and together with the long hair in front of his forehead, it blocked the vision of his right eye.

Through the gaps between blood and hair, the sturdy white man vaguely saw a tall figure standing in front of the car, looking down at him through the cracked windshield.

Seeing this scene, the white man became furious instantly. Without thinking too much, he grabbed the silver pistol on the passenger seat, then pushed the door hard and got out of the car, cursing loudly.

After getting out of the van, the sturdy white man decisively raised his pistol and pointed it at the figure in front of the car.

But the next second, he was completely stunned.

On the dim street, a two-meter-tall golden-armored god stood quietly in the middle of the road, lowered his head, and looked down at him indifferently with his pair of creepy eyes inlaid with white jade under the neon lights.

In front of the golden-armored general, the front bumper of the black van had been dented.

But the golden-armored general himself was completely unharmed, and there was not even a scratch on the dark golden armor.

The sturdy white man stared blankly at the golden-armored general in front of the car. Suddenly he shouted and pulled the trigger with horror on his face.

The yellow bullet cut through the air and hit the dark golden armor, leaving only a white mark before being completely bounced away.

“Ding-Ding-Dang-Dang—”

Sparks produced by the collision of bullets and golden armor bloomed in the air.

The white man became even more terrified when he saw this, and he pulled the trigger while backing away repeatedly.

After the magazine was emptied, the white man completely lost the courage to confront the enemy. He threw away his pistol, turned around and ran away in panic.

Lin Zhongtian looked at his back speechlessly, shook his head, and turned his gaze to the black van in front of him.

There were only two lines of white English words printed on the black body of the car - Professional Waste Disposal.

According to normal logic, this type of car should be used for household waste disposal, but the driver was obviously not normal. Not only did he have a fierce look on his face and carry a gun, but he also had several tattoos on his body.

Lin Zhongtian didn't know the meaning of these tattoos, but he could guess that the other party might be a gang member.

"So, this time it's a modern city, and it's in Europe and America..."

As Lin Zhongtian thought about this, he took a step forward and came to the pistol abandoned by the white burly man. Then he controlled the golden-armored general to bend down, pick up the pistol, and look it over.

"Yo, M1911!"

“Good stuff, classic enough!”

Lin Zhongtian played with it for a while with great interest, then threw it back casually.

In an instant, the space behind him was torn apart by an unknown force, and a silver ball of light appeared on the dim road, engulfing the silver M1911 pistol.

Lin Zhongtian arrived at the black van and easily tore open the rear door with his gold-covered fists.

There were three bodies wrapped like dumplings in thick plastic wrap lying inside.

Three bodies, all fresh...

What is this, a big gift package that just came out of the new copy?

Lin Zhongtian was in a very good mood and immediately extended a hand.

Gray mist continuously flowed out along the veins in the golden-armored general's body and sank into the three corpses in front of him.

Five minutes later, the corpse in the corner suddenly moved. A bloody hand tore open the plastic wrap from the inside. Like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, the corpse sat up from the broken plastic wrap and looked up at the golden-armored general.

Through the mirror-like golden mask, Lin Zhongtian saw the appearance of this body from a human perspective.

He was probably about sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick black hair, prominent brow bones, deep eye sockets, thick and long eyelashes, and a high nose bridge, giving his entire face a sculptural three-dimensional beauty.

In those deep eye sockets, the pupils were dark ink mixed with a little dark red, and his thin lips were stained with bright red blood, making him look like the beautiful vampire boy in Twilight.

"He's quite handsome..."

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, quite satisfied with the appearance of this body.

However, the reason why Lin Zhongtian chose to possess this body was not because he was handsome, nor because he had half Chinese Han blood in his body, but because among the three corpses, only this one had a gunshot wound that was not on the head.

The brains of the other two bodies were so messed up by bullets that they could not possess any body.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but lower his head, and saw seven or eight messy gunshot wounds on that solid chest, two of which were located on his heart.