I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　Then, the row upon row of blue-tiled houses, the pedestrians passing by the Qingshi River, and the poets who wrote poems in the open pavilions, passed in front of them one by one.

　　When the red silk floated away, it turned into a yellow-brown desert, dark-skinned people pulling stones on a wooden track, and a pyramid with only a small corner exposed in the sky.

　　The next second, amidst the whistling wind, a handful of yellow sand rushed towards my face, sinking into darkness.

　　When the light reappeared, the Indians in feathered costumes took spears and bows and roared in the middle of the grasslands and forests, and groups of Mazhou bison hurriedly fell off the cliff.

　　A celebratory bonfire rises under the stars, blazing hot flames over everything.

　　As the field of vision zoomed out, the flames gradually shrank, becoming the inexhaustible power of the heavy steam engine, and the metal smashing of "bang bang bang" resounded all around.

　　The warship mixed with wood and steel is smoking black, sailing on the vast sea, and sailing into the pure white light.

　　The bright light gradually dimmed, and the weeds covered the flat ground. People and machinery flowed like time accelerated. The building blocks surrounding the scaffolding were quickly erected, and more and more high-rise buildings appeared on the ground.

　　In the end, a back figure with a half-cornered red Sacred Shield logo in the palm of his hand was isolated in the darkness, looking at the quiet, lit modern city in the distance.

　　The wide-eyed Lucas was shocked, all the things he saw in the trance disappeared in an instant, and the five senses of shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch returned after a long time.

　　"Huh...huh...huh..."

　　He was suddenly pulled out like someone who was suffocating in the water, gasping for breath in panic.

　　What is a thousand years at a glance, just now it was a thousand years at a glance!

　　After a long while, Lucas, who was stooping and panting, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the mysterious figure immersed in the shadow and shrouded in mist on the opposite side: "You are... the ancient sage of the Holy Shield!"

　　In the deep eyes of the figure, there is a little unnoticeable emotion: "More than two thousand years ago, I was transferred from the Kyushu branch to Meizhou to exchange experience, and I worked with the Mayan high priest at that time, that is, your ancestor."

　　"At that time, I was young and energetic, and I only felt that there were no monsters in the world that we couldn't fight. We climbed mountains and mountains, we burned the sky and boiled the sea, we slaughtered monsters and eliminated demons..."

　　Under the escaping mental fluctuations, Lucas seemed to see that at that time, two high-spirited young men of the Holy Shield, arrogant and arrogant, stood on the top of the green mountain and raised their right hands together.

　　The swirling flames covered the sky, and countless ferocious monsters from other worlds were scorched and fell like dumplings.

　　He knew that this was probably the scene in the first place.Because this ancient sage of the Holy Shield is so powerful that the fluctuations that are leaked inadvertently can be projected in his mind.

　　Although he already knew the history of his ancestors, Lucas never thought that one day he would sit face to face with his ancestors' comrades-in-arms and listen to his memories of his youth.

　　Lucas's mood at this time is really both novel and shocking.

　　After all, this is a Saint Shield sage who has lived for more than two thousand years.

　　"What I didn't expect was that the disappearance of the supernatural soil and the replacement of the secular forces would actually make the line of the high priest disappear for nearly four hundred years." Tang You said hoarsely.

　　Four hundred years?

　　Lucas immediately realized that more than [-] years ago, it was the time period when the last Mayan civilization was gradually wiped out by outsiders.

　　"It seems that history is indeed as speculated in the ninth district. The ancestors' knowledge of the high priest has been gradually cut off since then. Fortunately, there are backups in the blood, otherwise..."

　　He was vaguely afraid.

　　At this time, Tang You said again: "More than two thousand years ago, when I parted with your ancestor, she made an appointment with me to come and taste my mulberry wine."

　　"After I returned to the Kyushu branch, I picked mulberries, smashed them into jars, sealed them in the soil, and waited for them to turn into mellow wine. But after a year, I didn't wait for your ancestor, I just waited for the news of her death... …”

　　Lucas's hands clenched a little bit.

　　The figure in the fog is like a sculpture, the face is frozen and the voice is unchanged and peaceful, but he can clearly hear some kind of deep sadness from it.

　　Brewing to entertain guests, but hearing that the king is dead, the liquor is still new, and the sound and appearance are old.

　　There was fog on the ground, and when the fog was removed like a curtain, a jade pot and two jade cups gradually appeared on the table.

　　"This was taken from the jar of wine at the beginning." The figure seemed to be emotional.

　　After speaking, he raised his hand to pour the wine, then picked up the jade cup, and solemnly said: "Please drink this cup full."

　　Lucas's thoughts flew at once.

　　"He... let me drink this glass of wine in place of the ancestors? No, it won't be that simple. In the current situation, he specially brought me here after my awakening. I'm afraid his real intention is..."

　　He thought of something, his eyes widened a little.

　　"Let me take over the responsibility of the ancestors and protect the people of this land!"

　　At this moment, Lucas only felt the memory hidden in the depths of his blood, pouring out like a landslide and tsunami:

　　Under the sunset, a young man and woman sat on the rock on the top of the mountain, facing the warm breeze, looking at the stone city in the rain forest in the distance, and the people returning at dusk.

　　"What is your greatest wish?"

　　The woman with the injured left hand smiled when she heard the words: "What is your greatest wish?"

　　"I speak up here, grew up here, I love every step, every high platform, every people here, my greatest wish is to do my best to protect the tranquility here, even if..."

　　She lowered her head slowly, letting her hair flutter in the wind, one side of her face was immersed in the fiery red glow of the sunset, her smile became a little firmer, and then she turned to look at the man next to her:

　　"Even if you die!"

　　……

　　"boom……"

　　Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and fire and rain fall from the sky.

　　Giant god-like monsters stood in the sky, 173 streams of light rushed away, like countless meteors upstream, lighting up the dim world.

　　It was the death-defying charge of the members of the Aegis.

　　The monsters waved one after another, and countless meteors exploded, as if they had become the brightest fireworks in the world.

　　The woman holding the jade scepter fell from the mountain of corpses, with black stains mixed with blood and dust on her face.

　　She looked around and saw that the artistic city had turned into a collapsed ruin, and the familiar people were lying on the ground coldly, and they would never greet her familiarly again.

　　The explosions in Skyrim light and darken the ruins.

　　It was the last brilliance of the lives of the members of the Aegis.

　　She closed her friend's eyes, then stood up little by little, holding up the jade scepter in her hand.

　　"My father told me that the blood and spirit of the Feathered Serpent lurks in our high priest's bloodline, so as long as we completely ignite ourselves, we can generate unprecedented power."

　　"But the price is... the soul will be destroyed."

　　She remembered the figure in her heart, remembered the agreement with him, laughed and cried.

　　"I'm sorry, I'm afraid... I can't come to the appointment."

　　A drop of crystal tears fell from her stained face, and then, the endless bright light completely drowned the world...

　　……

　　The survivors mournfully gathered their bodies.

　　The smell of blood filled every inch of the air.

　　"Sister..." The young boy cried and walked to her body.

　　Someone with only one arm came over, picked up the scepter that had fallen on the ground next to it, and handed it to the boy: "Take your sister's things, from now on, you will be our new high priest."

　　……

　　"The High Priest..."

　　Lucas almost choked up, met Tang You's gaze, took a deep breath, picked up the jade cup, and drank it.

　　When he saw the figure on the opposite side, he smiled with relief, and slowly drank the wine in the cup: "I hope you can always remember the glory of your ancestors and the responsibilities represented by the identity of the high priest."

　　Then, everything is like dust being blown away by the wind.

　　Lucas in the quiet room woke up suddenly, and found that he had fallen asleep on the ground at some point, with some wet marks on his face.

　　"Those were... dreams just now?"

　　He sat up slowly, but suddenly found that there was a pendant and three bottles of jade in front of him.

　　"This……"

　　Lucas's eyes widened, and as soon as he opened the cork, he smelled a faint aroma, and when he fixed his eyes, there were actually round pills.

　　.......

Chapter 268

　　"click..."

　　Edgar Hobson walked out of the office and saw Lucas standing on the platform covered by glass walls, his eyes full of contemplation looking into the distance.

　　The former stood silent for a moment, walked to his side, and looked at them together.

　　Lucas was awakened and turned his head: "Mr. Hobson, have you got the experimental results?"

　　Edgar deliberately lowered the sharpness in his eyes and nodded slightly: "The medicine with 'Life Yuandan' is written on the bottle. Since it was sent by the Holy Shield, we skipped the tedious steps before and did the in vivo experiment directly."

　　"Through the observation of the old, middle and young groups of experimenters, the researchers found that the functions of those who took the drug have been enhanced to varying degrees. To be precise, the cell activity is recovering."

　　"It sounds normal, but in fact, the researchers responsible for this part of the content are stunned, because this is simply the spring water of the Fountain of Youth in Western legends, or the rejuvenation medicine in Eastern legends."

　　Lucas nodded: "That's right. From the very beginning, I noticed the incomparably rich life force in the medicine pill."

　　"In addition, from my previous observation of their medication process, ordinary people can't use it effectively, resulting in [-]% of their life force being wasted."

　　"Remember what I said before? There is a price for ordinary people to become priests, which is the consumption of their own lifespan. That sage of the Holy Shield is a friend of my ancestors, and he probably knows this very well."

　　"Ming Yuan Dan is a... precious gift that he deliberately gave us."

　　The female high priest's Chinese name is "Qing Yue".

　　Lucas knew that he was actually a direct descendant of her own brother, and that he could see part of her memories was entirely because of the common source of power of the family - the spirit and blood of the Feathered Serpent.

　　Edgar heard the words, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he was smiling, but he did not smile at all, but became extremely cold and sharp:

　　"I'm afraid this can no longer be described as precious."

　　"Although the utilization rate of ordinary people is low, the experimental results show that an aging person can increase their life expectancy by at least one year. You also understand that some people may almost go crazy for this."

　　Lucas certainly understood what he meant.

　　Think about those rich old people who have almost everything, but the journey of this world is about to come to an end, and there is no way to continue their lives no matter what.

　　What price will they pay for Ming Yuan Dan?How crazy will it be?