Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 312: The Dragon Hovering Over New York
Prime Material Plane, Earth, United States.

For the people on Earth on September 1983, 9, today is destined to be a historic moment.

On the fluorescent screen at the Cheyenne Mountain Military Base in Colorado, abnormal ripples in the ionosphere spread like a plague. Sergeant Linda's fingertips hovered three centimeters above the red phone, a distance that was enough for her to see the civil aviation frequency band data at the edge of the radar interface - the real-time trajectories of seventeen passenger planes were being affected by some force.

“NORAD to Vulture Squadron, report optical observations immediately!” she called into the encrypted channel, only to hear the taxi driver’s curses blasting over the public band: “There’s something flying over the Statue of Liberty! It’s silver and it fucking glows!”

In the cockpit of an F-15 fighter jet over the Atlantic Ocean, Major Mike Harper's pupils reflected an unforgettable scene. In a thunderstorm cloud with a diameter of two kilometers, the dragon's wings covered with geometric patterns were stirring lightning. The million-volt lightning that should have penetrated the body was flowing to the crystal cluster on the creature's back, condensing into liquid blue light between the scales.

"This is Vulture One, visual confirmation of a reptilian organism." His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the helmet camera whined as it automatically focused. "Recording energy absorption process, it is recommended to maintain a safe distance of ten miles-"

The scream of the early warning radar swallowed up the second half of the sentence. Thirty-two lightning bolts hit the fighter formation at the same time. In the silver light bursting from the instrument panel, Major Harper saw the creature's deep purple eyes.
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The nuclear-proof glass of the Situation Room hummed and vibrated, and Margaret Tilden's nails painted with nail polish almost pierced through the satellite photos. In the picture, emerald scales covered half of New York Bay, the spines of dragon creatures pierced the clouds, and crystal clusters spewed blue-white plasma in the ionized storm.

“Weather weapons?” She slammed the photo onto the oak table Brezhnev had given her, and calculations of the power of the 1945 Hiroshima bomb fell out of the files. “Look at these energy readings! This is a living, breathing fucking nuclear reactor!”

CIA Director Robert Kane's lens reflected the Hawkins Laboratory's projected archive. When the red logo of "EP4 Event" jumped on the energy peak curve on November 1983, 11, he smelled the tar of the President's exclusive cigar - this smell always reminded him of the Camel cigarettes his father smoked on the day Kennedy was assassinated.

"91.7% spectrum match." Kane tapped the screen with his pointer. The electromagnetic pulse waveform when the reverse world rift opened overlapped with the current thunderstorm cloud data to form a double helix. "Remember the Rainbow Project in Hawkins Laboratory? This dragon may also come from that world."

Static noise suddenly burst out of the video window of the North American Aerospace Defense Command. Four-star General William Crawford's face was half immersed in the green light of the radar screen: "The Chrome Dome Project is ready. Twenty LGM-30G Minuteman missiles are entering coordinates. As long as the president gives the order..."

"Bomb New York with a nuclear bomb?" Tilden grabbed the crystal ashtray on the table and threw it at him without thinking: "Go tell him yourself! See if you will go back to Texas to raise cattle immediately!"

Her roar was cut short by the sudden alarm. The emergency lighting in the war room dyed everyone blood red, and Kane's projector automatically switched to real-time images: Over Liberty Island, the tail fin of the scroll dragon swept across the United Nations headquarters building, and the granite exterior collapsed into floating arcane runes in the silver light.

"The latest intelligence." Kane unlocked the Pentagon's encrypted channel, and Wizards of the Coast's surveillance footage appeared on the screen.

"This creature appears to match the characteristics of a creature called "Tome Dragon" in the "Dungeons & Dragons" tabletop game produced by the game company."

Tilden felt extremely ridiculous and tried to pull the corners of his mouth but found that he couldn't laugh.

"What does this prove? That we're living in a fucking board game?" Tilden snapped his pearl necklace, the milky white beads shattering on the bulletproof glass.

Tilden looked palely at the huge creature hovering on the top of the United Nations headquarters building on the big screen. He felt dry mouth and weak all over.

And the creature that had frightened her so much that she lost her mind was looking at everything around her with great interest.

Nemesis perched on top of the building, feeling the magic of the surrounding magic net cheering his arrival.

Unlike the last time the Simulacrum came here, the Earth's magic network has basically recovered. Nemesis only needs to rest for 24 hours to recover all his magic power. The message sent to him by Dr. Brenner through psychic power is still hovering in his mind.

"Master, the US authorities are actively searching for clues about you. They are very likely to..."

Nemesis interrupted him: "Don't worry, human weapons can't hurt me."

The Volume Dragon arrived on Earth after passing through Dr. Brenner's sacrifice coordinates a day ago. This time, he used his own body.

Dr. Brenner never dreamed that the master he recognized would be a giant dragon over a hundred meters long!

The proud mentality of the Volume Dragon made it not hide itself, and it flew across half of the United States and landed in New York.

In fact, Nemesis came this time to solve the seal of Vecna, but he also had another purpose, which was to collect modern scientific knowledge from all over the world.

Although the systems are different, the knowledge of scientific and technological civilization can also provide indirect insights into the study of magic.

Not only that, Nemesis was also somewhat envious of this technological civilization that existed in the magical universe.

Although the Earth is now in the 1980s and technology is quite backward, there is nothing worthy of his attention except a nuclear weapon.

However, as a human being in the era of information explosion in his previous life, Nemesis had a vague idea of ​​the development potential of technological society due to what he had heard and seen.

Although he did not have a very good knowledge of physics, he was clear about the only legendary spell he mastered, and its theoretical basis was the quantum theory of scientific and technological civilization.

The return of Vecna ​​not only requires the [Reverse Eyes] that exist in the reverse world, but also requires finding the place where Vecna ​​is sealed.

Nemesis was unfamiliar with the place and did not have the patience to search slowly.

For him, whether it was collecting knowledge or finding the seal location of Vecna, the quickest way was to let others find it for him.

As for whether you are willing or not?

Nemesis looked at the looming fighter planes in the distance and smiled coldly. This was not up to them.

Just imagine, a being with a maximum output that can reach the level of a nuclear bomb explosion (Yangyan Explosion), an endurance that can support him releasing nearly 500 peak attacks a day, being able to control nearly people with his mental power at will, and having the mobility to teleport tens of thousands of meters in an instant, and having the defense to withstand all weapons except the center of a nuclear explosion.

How should the Earth civilization of the last century deal with such an existence?
(End of this chapter)