Ark of the Immortal

Standing in front of the console was the person in charge of the entire underground manufacturing group of the resistance organization.

Victor! Everything is here.

One of the couriers took off his hat, revealing that his face had been extensively burned.

What is this thing? Why is it so heavy?

Another courier gasped, put down the package in his hand, and looked curiously at the strong man standing in front of the console.

The strong man lowered his gaze from the giant steel block in the air and looked at the package delivered by everyone.

Victor picked up a parcel and tore off a corner of the outer packaging.

Immediately, a bright yellow light shot out from the package.

The shining look is like gold.

And these gold are stored quietly in reinforced transparent containers.

These are the most important materials at our core.

Victor rarely smiled. He had been looking forward to this for an unknown amount of time.

The purest source stone.

477.Holy Revenge

Although the Pure Source Stone is also a type of Source Stone, with special techniques, it can remove the unstable factors in the Source Stone, leaving only the pure Source Stone energy, which can be used for various instruments in an extremely stable way. , even the staff provides energy.

The Source Stone extraction method owned by Rhode Island is one of them. By extracting the violent humanity in the original Source Stone, after filtering, the pure soul is left and then compressed. After reaching a certain level, it can be used in the world. Under the influence of the barrier, it becomes solid and maintains a stable form.

Rhodes Island also has the technology to reduce the activation of the filtered violent humanity. The product is the humanity solution, which is the emergency sanity solution that doctors use to drink in an emergency.

Every country, and even every force, has its own method of extracting Source Stone energy, but the methods are slightly different.

And the pure source stones produced by each method are mostly similar. After all, the principles are the same.

For the resistance army composed of civilians hiding under Londinium, the Pure Origin Stone is generally not of use.

However, the pure source stone is already the product of the highest level of refining technology, and normal source stones will not have such pure and concentrated energy.

Therefore, ordinary utensils cannot use pure source stones. They only need normally refined source stones to operate.

This kind of energy product can be said to have certain limitations. Only products that meet the power and precision requirements need to be driven by pure source stones.

However, what props do these rebels have in their hands that need to be driven?

The person in charge put down the Origin Stone in his hand and put the covering cloth back on.

First find a place to store these things. Although there is almost no possibility of it exploding automatically under normal conditions, you still have to be careful.

The helper next to him moved his shoulders to show that he understood.

In two days, after all parts of the power driver are built, assembly work will begin immediately. Make sure that the Origin Stone is used in every part.

The person in charge clapped his hands.

Okay, everyone has worked hard. Now go back early and don't make people suspicious.

The couriers responsible for delivering the goods responded one after another, and then pushed their partners back through various hidden passages.

They want to return to their units before their comrades above call it a day. Otherwise, if the sergeants of Kazdale discovered him, he would be beaten severely.

They have been living like this for almost two months, and now that they think about it, they are used to it.

Only the person in charge is still here, responsible for the final finishing work.

After everyone leaves, he wants to turn off the power here to ensure that no gear is operating.

Although this place is underground in Londinium, it is still very close to the city fortifications. If any movement is discovered, all efforts will be wasted.

After more than an hour, today's fortifications were almost over.

The person in charge asked the comrades to leave while checking whether there were any problems with the nearby circuit systems and mechanical gears.

Just when the person in charge pulled the lever and turned off all power, his hand froze on the lever.

Now, most of the partners responsible for the work have left here, and only a few remaining people are still inspecting today's fortifications.

But behind him, there was a person standing at the back of the console, looking at him.

The person in charge could feel his gaze.

Dignified guest?

The person in charge took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous.

It's a bit funny to say that before he became the person in charge of manufacturing this machine, he was just an ordinary warehouse manager. It was only because he had some fortification experience in the past and was familiar with everything here that he was chosen by everyone. Nominate him as the person in charge.

Now, an unidentified person was standing behind him, and his heart was already beating fast.

It's off work time now, if you need anything...

Although he still maintained a considerable degree of politeness and familiarity. But the person in charge had already reached into his chest.

Hidden here is a knife that he keeps close to his body. He will not take it out and use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

I don't have any needs.

It was a voice that was deliberately lowered, so low that it was almost hard to hear what he was saying.

The moment the unknown person spoke, the person in charge turned around and drew the knife. He was about to pull out the knife from his arms and launch the attack first.

He could tell that the voice was unfamiliar and had never sounded in his ears before.

However, his body froze when he turned around.

A palm touched his chest, holding down his right hand that was about to unsheath the sword, and pressed back the entire blade.

The person in charge felt a chill all over his body, and his last ability to resist was strangled in the cradle.

We can’t let this person in front of us ruin everyone’s hard work over the past few months!

You may have some misunderstanding, but I am not a spy of the Kazdaele Army.

The unknown person's voice was very low, and he didn't want to alarm other people. He whispered in the ear of the person in charge.

There's no need to pull out the weapon hidden in your chest. After all, I don't have any ill intentions. Besides, I'm not polite.

The unknown person used his left hand to lift a corner of his coat.

An extremely slender knife hung on his waist.

The scabbard was tilted, almost dragging to the ground.

You can't beat me. You don't even have the ability to resist. Why can't we sit down and talk?

The person in charge and the unknown person were in a stalemate for a while, and he finally understood his situation.

Fortunately, this unknown person does not seem to be from Kazdaele, and he seems to have room for conversation.

All right.

The person in charge released his right hand holding the knife. Feeling the person in charge's body relax, the unknown person also let go of his hand on his chest.

So who are you, how did you find this place, and what is your purpose?

The person in charge sat down on the box next to him. While he was thinking about it in his mind, he looked at the appearance of the unknown person in front of him.

He covered his body with a coat, but he had an extremely long knife on his waist.

You have many questions, and I want to answer them one by one. Please wait patiently.

The latecomer also imitated the leader and found a box to sit down. The equipment on his body made a slight sound.

I came down with your delivery person. The staff officer of Aslan's royal party didn't seem to care about my appearance. She should have been notified long ago.

As for why I came here, of course I want to see if there are any people who want to resist in Londinimri, which has been almost turned into ruins.

The latecomer raised his head, his chin slightly peeking out from under his hood.

The result is very good. Although I can't see what you are creating, it seems that you do have your own plan.

The person in charge was slightly shocked.

Are you from outside?

You can say that, but I think it's better to put it another way.

The knife wielder reached out and opened his hood, revealing his appearance.

I almost thought you were dead, Sass. I'm glad to see you again.

The face hidden under the hood is an ordinary face. Just like workers who can be seen everywhere in the city.

The weather-beaten face and his outrageous hands outline the main appearance of this man.

Just as he took off his hood, his voice returned to normal.

Red?!

The person in charge, known as Sasse, widened his eyes.

Didn't you fucking say you were going home to visit relatives? Why are you here? And...and you still...

Sass couldn't help but look at Reid's waist.

My lord, isn't your big sword just for showing off? Why didn't I know you...

It's a long story, Sass, but I did go back to visit my family. I'm just back again.

With that said, the knife-wielding man named Red jumped off the wooden box and extended his palm to Sass in front of him.

Saas was a little happy and confused for a moment, reaching out his hand, holding it with Saas, and the two of them bumped their chests.

So why did you come back this time? Aren't you Sakaz? Victoria is now full of Sakaz mercenaries capturing infected people. You can't stay here.

Soon, Sass began to worry about Red.

Reid came to Victoria a year ago.

After the Chernobog incident, Red appeared in Victoria as an ordinary infected worker.

He has a quiet personality but is warm-hearted. Many people living in Xiacheng District know him.

A few months ago, Reid said that he was going back to visit relatives and that he would be back soon.

But after leaving, Red never came back. At that time, the Kazdaele Army invaded Victoria. When Red's old friends occasionally mentioned him again, they couldn't help but feel lucky for this kid.

But now, Red is back, bringing with him a new identity.

Listen to me, Sass, I am coming back this time to help the friends of Londinium resist the tyranny of the false king of Kazdaele.

Red said seriously.

I'm sorry, but in the past, I did not confess my past to all of you.

It's nothing, Red, everyone has their own secrets. But are you really not crazy?!

Sass opened his eyes wide.

What nonsense are you talking about? How can you be their opponent on your own? This is our hometown, not yours. If you still want to live well, then don't stay here anymore.

Sass is indeed thinking about Red. After all, he is a Sakaz. A Sakaz, not a Kazdaele soldier or a mercenary, will be captured as an infected person.

Every day, Lord Kazdel in black robes comes to the old city and takes away many infected people.

The infected people who were captured are now being hidden wherever they are, as if they have evaporated from the world.

However, Reid showed a reassuring smile.

When did I say I was alone? Don't forget, I'm going back to visit relatives this time.

As he spoke, the smile on Red's face gradually turned serious.

Sass, have you heard of the Integration Movement?

Integration movement? Are you talking about the violent group composed of infected people?

Sass was stunned for a moment.

The integrated movement is not already in Chernobog...

At this point, Saas also understood.

He looked at Red with wide eyes.