"An underground city?" Nick Fury raised his eyebrows and looked at the towering rock dome with his remaining eyes.

Through the mysterious skill of the Brotherhood of Saint Shield, the rock dome is engraved with brilliant star maps that are driven by sophisticated machinery and can be linked in real time with the starry sky. Below the starry sky are magnificent Gothic buildings, which Nick Fury and other prisoners from the Tianjian Bureau can be seen when they are escorted out of the station. The largest buildings in the underground city are the Interior Department Building, the Sisters Monastery and the Tower of the Kings. The annexes occupy a quarter of the entire city. Just as they look up at this underground city that has never been seen in history, the high-speed vacuum freight train behind them is still constantly circulating cargo and personnel, transporting raw materials for making ammunition and weapons to the annexes.

"This was originally intended to be given to you, but you disappointed me." Salomon uncuffed Nick Fury's handcuffs and ordered the agents to escort other prisoners of the Sky Sword Bureau to the dungeon. "The original owner here was called the Brotherhood of Saint Shield, and it was the predecessor of SHIELD. Howard Stark was a member of this organization, and in addition to him there were Isaac Newton, Michelangelo, Da Vinci, Zhang Heng and other sages who were right in history." The secret mage stretched out his hand and signaled Nick Fury to walk down the steps with him. "They decided to set up an organization to rely on their wisdom to protect humans and guide humans to a bright future."

"what happened?"

"They failed." Salomon's performance is hard to tell that he had ordered a massacre a few hours ago. He now looks very gentle and even feels bullied, like a shy young university professor. Many administrators in red and black robes of the Ministry of the Interior hurried past him with their office supplies. They are about to take the train to the hangar and then work at a space station with the help of the sky carrier and assault transport boat. Under Salomon's deliberate hiding, ordinary people will completely ignore the existence of him and Nick Fury.

"Limited by personal ambitions, vision, lifespan and knowledge, they ended their own future with their own hands to avoid destroying humanity," he said. "Like you think, Howard Stark established S.H.E.L.D. after the destruction of the Brotherhood of Shield, he tried to continue his mission, but failed. S.H.E.L.D. failed to survive the Hydra Rebellion, so I decided to take over the Brotherhood of Shield by myself."

"I think these technologies should not be provided by Stark, right? Stark should not like steam technology." Nick Fury pointed to the airship wandering under the rock dome. The airship had technology that was inconsistent with the times. High-pressure steam was transported to the engine through brass pipes. Nick Fury could even see the propeller. There were golden eagle marks on the black canvas of the airship, and there were six anti-aircraft guns on both sides of the hull and two missile bays were always facing the city below.

"That is a relic of the Brotherhood of Saint Shields. In the final battle, the airship crashed. I will put it in charge of patrol after I repair it." Salomon smiled proudly. The airship was the first to discover and the big toy he started to repair in his spare time. He tried to keep the appearance of the airship as much as possible, but after all, it was an airship used as a patrol tool. Its interior was already filled with modern technology. He gave this big toy to the Imperial Guards. When Constantine was fine, he would stay on it and stay with his anti-gravity suspension jet motorcycle and hundreds of reconnaissance drones.

This is also the reason why this airship can enter the upper part of the Ministry of Interior building. People living in the Immortal City can often see clusters of drones flying around.

"I will take you to visit this city and authorize you to see some secrets, see the true face of the Skuru people and who our enemies are. After that, you will be locked up with those people." Salomon said, "But don't worry, the prisons in Immortal City are more humane than private prisons in the United States, and are more paradise than Guantanamo. In addition, I'm glad you didn't use that pager, otherwise this wouldn't be so easy to solve."

After a while, Salomon added. "I'm looking forward to working together, Nick Fury."

Victoria Hand's face looked a little bad. If anyone faced his former boss, this expression would be like this.

"I'm glad you're alive, Agent Hand." Nick Fury took the file and said, "I know a lot of agents are dead."

"I'm dead, but I'm rescued." Victoria Hand rolled her eyes. As the head of the intelligence department, she was responsible for showing her former boss some confidential documents that were allowed to watch, including the London sewer vampire extermination battle, the New York sewer magic black market, the dimension bio-clearing outside the hell's kitchen, and the first half of the Battle of Finbowent. Even if she could read the files, Victoria Hand still did not uncuff the former boss's handcuffs. No matter how Nick Fury hinted, it was useless. Two members of the Sixth Commando of Finbury, the 1st Secret Regiment, were standing behind Nick Fury with guns. The former Director of SHIELD now saw the files they had experienced.

"The monarch has prepared a single cell for you." Agent Victoria Hand poured himself and Nick Fury a glass of Sherry, "There are TV, books, and a certain range of freedom. Those... aliens who come with you, their fate is not that good."

"You really have super warriors here? I remember seeing a big guy who is three meters tall and wearing golden armor. That's not the research result of Salomon, right?" Nick Fury said, "And, why do you call him Lord?"

"In order to deal with the more cruel battlefield, the existence of the super soldiers is very necessary. After deleting their personal emotions, they will devote themselves to the mission." Agent Hand took a sip of Sherry's wine. "You have never seen his strength. Nick Fury. The power he showed during the Battle of New York was only the tip of the iceberg. A person like him... was simply a god walking on earth."

"I don't know you still have superstitious ideas."

"I know that since the Asgardians appeared, God has lost the price and left. But if you see what I see, you will have the same idea as me." Victoria Hand looked at his watch, "You have half an hour to hurry up. There is no favor in this city, only rules, and you can survive as long as you follow the rules. I know you are restless, but the prison cell that imprisons you not only have tangible worlds, but the measures of the invisible world are as powerful. Please don't try to do some small moves, only in this way can you come out alive and work with us."

"In other words, even if I surrender and join you, you will be subject to supervision?"

Victoria Hand didn't want to answer this stupid question. When she drank the fourth glass of Sherry, it was time for Nick Fury to check the archives. Almost that second, the First Secrets of Finbury's Winter pulled the former S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E

"I don't remember you had such a good alcohol content before."
Chapter completed!