The assault transport boat slowly landed in the square paved with exquisite red, black and white marble in front of the soul room. Jacob walked down from the hydraulic tank door with a smile. He looked at the bullet holes and corpses all over the ground and sighed quietly. No one noticed it. These soldiers of the Immortal Legion had protected him and his followers many times, but due to his mistakes, the soldiers' souls were swallowed up by the [Sacred Source]. What is immortal is burning is the soul and mind. If you lose your mind, you will lose your humanity. It can be said that the tragedy of Kit City for a thousand years all originated from this. From the moment when the Immortal Legion used Greek fire to blow up icebergs, the death of thousands of innocent people, Jacob's plan to build the land of God in his dream in the earth was over.

But [Sacred Source] is not the biggest secret hidden in Kitt City. The function of [Sacred Source] is not only to maintain his life with the Immortal Legion. It is just a means, not an end, everything, including himself, exists for a purpose. "As you can see, I am still a little sentimental." Jacob said with a smile. He was not surprised that his emotions were noticed by Salomon. He knew Salomon's ability. "I think this is the gift given by fate, and they can finally be freed. Death makes life meaningful, and I only realized this after I died once."

"If you disappear from the tomb after you resurrection and then suddenly appear before the first person to visit you, I'm instructing you..."

"You're not wrong, all of this is your guidance." Jacob shrugged, "The amazing bad taste meets a less pious country guy. My Lord, your sense of humor is more than that."

"It seems that I have protected my sense of humor very well." Salomon walked out of the battle squad and stood beside Jacob. The smell of smoke in the air has not yet dissipated, and even the violent wind and snow on the top of the mountain cannot completely take away all the ash and burnt smell. They stood side by side at the edge of the square, and below was a deep abyss. They looked at the mountains covered with ice and snow in the east, watching the sun shine on the winding ridges, illuminating the dark mountain streams. The permafrost and glaciers that have not been melted forever shining in the bright sunlight, like a diamond necklace covered with the earth. No matter how the stories in the world happen, those glaciers stand there, growing, melting, and growing again. Whether death or survival, only glaciers are eternal.

"This scene is so beautiful." The Secret Master sighed, "Have you decided?"

"Yes, my Lord, this thing is my death when it is completed. A thousand years of waiting is for today, and I have nothing to hesitate about." Jacob said with a smile. "Sophia can understand what I do. She is my daughter. Since you have given her a new mission, she will continue to serve you, just like me in the past. I'm sorry I can't tell you all the past. After all, those things will be experienced by you in the future."

[Sacred Source] is preserved in the center of the hall of the Soul Room. It is a crystal that is constantly blooming with dazzling light. Jacob wrapped it with a special piece of cloth to try to block the energy leakage of the imitation of the Sage Stone. "I need someone to open the floor below." Jacob pointed to the marble-stitched marble-stitched ground where the [Sacred Source] was placed. "The real important thing is hidden below. Perhaps the craftsmen who built this place knew that I built the dark room below the Soul Room, but they either died from the swords and guns of the Mongols or the Holy Trinity, or the avalanches and floods created by the Immortal Legion, so even the Immortal Legion did not know the true purpose of the [Sacred Source]."

According to Jacob's instructions, the subsequent engineering team quickly built the lifting equipment and used laser to cut a circular stone cover with a diameter of 40 feet. The project took several hours to the engineering team. As the project ended, it pulled the expansion nails and steel cables into the marble floor, making a sour groan. The diesel-burning motor roared, and the temporary lifting trembled slightly. Because the work progress was too slow, some soldiers of the Immortal Legion were reborn around [Sacred Source], but fortunately, no casualties were caused. The loyal man-made people eliminated any reborn unlucky guys and prevented anyone who wanted to get involved in [Sacred Source].

As Salomon recited the spell, the marble became much lighter.

The engineering team quickly moved the stone cover to one side, and then directed the drone to fly down towards the dark hole. After preliminary reconnaissance, there was no danger below. Salomon nodded to Jacob, and then jumped down neatly.

He never thought that his future self would give him such a great gift.

According to Stephanie's later statistics, Salomon harvested thousands of high-tech hard drives from the Lost City. According to the analysis of the science and technology department, there are many technical templates related to the construction of space warships and genetic experiments. In addition, there are ecological bases and automation factories construction plans, which just fill the gap in the Mars Foundry technical project.

However, none of these are the most important.

Laura Crawford finally saw what the golden armored angel she was thinking about was.

It was a giant lying in a high-tech coffin. The huge long halberd was erected next to the high-tech coffin. Various pipes that Laura could not distinguish were connected to the armor and his body. In the darkness, the computer next to the golden armored giant kept running at the lowest power, and an extremely calm electric wave was displayed on the dark blue screen. Even if Laura used shallow medical knowledge to judge the values ​​and indicators displayed on the computer and what the various indicators meant. Heartbeat, blood pressure, various hormone levels, blood circulation, muscle status, organ transplantation, etc., among which there were many special nouns that she did not recognize, which looked like ancient Latin words. Even though it was pitch black all around, Laura could still feel the unparalleled power of this giant. It seemed that he could wake up at any time and take up his weapon to attack anyone.

But this is almost impossible, at least not for now.

A huge wound that was dripping blood across the abdomen cut open the gorgeous golden armor, the breath of death lingered on his face, the crimson-red armor lined with robe was covered with dried blood. The wound was taking his life, and the coffin that combines high technology and witchcraft stopped the footsteps of the god of death. The golden armor was covered with craters and scratches, the inlaid rubies were shattered, the giant shoulder armor was seriously deformed, the eagle spreading its wings on the breastplate was cut in half, and the exquisite contemplative portrait on the knee pad was covered with blood.

Most of the energy of [Sacred Source] was used to heal him. Although a thousand years have passed, the wound is still terrifyingly serious. Even after a thousand years, those standing by can still hear the roar he emits before his death, and the fire of war and smoke coming to his face.

Salomon looked at the person lying here with a sad face. The prompt from the soul and genes told him that he knew this person and he also knew this armor. This was the crystallization of the high technology of the dwarf and the Immortal City, combined with many black technology products. The basement warehouse of the Immortal City stores a hundred such armor made of Ulu metal, pure gold and vibrator. He could not imagine how fierce the warrior had experienced. From his soul and genes, he had experienced a project that the biological laboratory is still researching - Maya Hansen will use Salomon's knowledge of life to create an extremely loyal genetically modified warrior with technological means and inexpressible genetic alchemy, and use it as Salomon's guards.

The initial quota is tentatively set to 100 people, and there is no upper limit for subsequent expansion.

The production capacity of the Immortal City is not enough to support too many guards, after all, Salomon gave all the black technology to this army.

"He woke up, and when my followers could not resist the pursuers of Trinity, he woke up. For some reason, no one had reminded him, nor could anyone communicate with him, but he could always wake up in times of danger." Jacob stood beside the high-tech coffin and said in a deep voice, "He killed thousands of pursuers alone and then continued to sleep in this coffin. To hide his origin, I told his followers that there was a golden angel protecting us. In a sense, it was true."

"Where?"

"You gave him to me in Byzantium, my Lord."
Chapter completed!