Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 324: Magical Resurrection
"Oh my God," the defense minister said, the gold pen with the family crest rolled to the ground, and the ink bottle exploded on the Persian carpet, "if we can get such power."

His voice was cut off by a violent cough from the CIA director, who was signaling him with his eyes to look at the electronic screen.

The dark figure on the left on the electronic screen - the head of the Rothschild family - suddenly became excited. He leaned forward, revealing his handsome face from the shadows.

This tycoon, who was always known for his elegance, screamed for the first time: "Rewind! I want to see the resurrection in slow motion!" His eyes behind his gold-rimmed monocle stared at the scene of Yegorova's resurrection, with a persistent look as if he was watching the birth of Jesus.

"Damn devil witchcraft!" The strategic air commander slammed the table hard, and the yellowed photo frame of the Normandy landing fell to the ground: "The beast is using tricks to cleanse you!"

At this moment, the black figure on the right side of the electronic screen - the owner behind the scenes of Pioneer Navigation, who controls the shares of all giant companies in the United States, made an electronic voice that was difficult to distinguish between male and female: "Silence, I will never allow the army to kill this dragon."

"Mr. President, please give the order. No matter what the cost, capture the dragon alive for us." The two black shadows on the left and right of the electronic screen said in unison.

"Sir, I don't think it's a wise choice to go to war against such an unknown mysterious being!" Irene's pen slammed heavily on the shorthand notebook, revealing her hand-drawn dragon language symbols between the torn pages.

Dan gave Irene a worried look, signaling her not to argue with these people at the top of the food chain.

To Dan's surprise, the shadow in the middle, who had been silent, spoke up at this moment.

"No, you can't capture it alive. It must die."

The two shadows on the left and right, one represents the wealth of the entire Europe, Rothschild, and the other controls the lifeblood of all the giant companies in the United States. The two emperor-like figures were shocked after the one in the middle spoke.

"What? Sir, are you sure you want to do this? Resurrection from the dead, this is something that even that person didn't promise us!" Rothschild said in panic.

"Shut up!" The mysterious man in the shadows rebuked Rothschild rudely. Many government officials present seemed confused about the "that person" mentioned by these three people, but Irene keenly noticed that the president who had been sitting in the main seat and remained silent did not seem strange.

"Give the order, Reagan. Kill him, even if it means using a large number of nuclear weapons." said the man in the shadow.

"Yes."

Nemesis did not yet know that the greedy capitalists had no intention of playing a mutually beneficial exchange game with him.

But if he knew, he would just laugh it off.

Because for Nemesis, acquiring modern knowledge was something he could accomplish independently.

He is not a magic illiterate who has no knowledge of modern science and technology. He also has strong power. He can go to various libraries, universities, and research institutions to snatch documents that record knowledge.

The reason he didn't do so was simply because he was too lazy to do it, and spreading magical knowledge was also one of his original goals.

As the magic network recovers and becomes stronger, the magic power's transformation of the human souls on Earth is also gradually deepening.

But this process is too slow, even taking hundreds or thousands of years. For a cheating player who has lived for less than a hundred years and is already invincible below the legendary level, he can't wait.

Spreading magical knowledge is the means to shorten this process.

The more people learn magic, the more people use it. Every time magic is cast, it will stimulate the revival of the magic network and bring new vitality to the dead sea of ​​magic.

If it is said that under natural conditions, it would take hundreds or thousands of years for the souls of Earthlings to iterate to an existence of equal value to that of Faerun, then when hundreds of thousands or even millions of people learn magic, the magic power of the magic network will begin to become active spontaneously and speed up the process of eroding Earthlings, shortening this time to within a few decades.

The greedy politicians in the White House did not know that even if they did not spend the money to rob, Nemesis would generously spread this magical knowledge.

Rather than a transaction, this is more of a test of Nemesis's compliance with the White House administration.

On the other hand, as the U.S. military began to mobilize on a large scale and headed to Indiana, Eleven, who had been looking for Nemesis, finally saw him.
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"Ken! Can't you hear me? Someone's ringing the doorbell!!"

At Mike's home, Mrs. Whitaker was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. When she saw her husband sitting on the sofa like a dead man after hearing the doorbell, she couldn't help but get angry and started cursing.

Ken stood up helplessly, walked to the door and opened it: "Who is it?"

He was stunned when he saw a handsome man with skin as white as a vampire and hair as silver as the bright moon standing outside the door in the drizzling rain.

"Hello. Who are you looking for?" Although the man did not speak, his inexplicable aura made Ken cautious, and he asked with some stuttering.

Nemesis smiled and said, "I'm looking for your son and his friends who are staying in the basement with him."

The dark purple eyes attracted Ken's attention like the deep universe. As if he was being guided, he said blankly, "Oh, you're looking for Mike? Great, I'll take you to find him."

Mrs. Whittaker looked at her husband and saw a stranger entering the house. She felt very strange: "Who is he? Why did you bring him in?"

Ken looked at his wife and said gently, "Don't worry, I'll take him to Mike."

After saying that, the two of them walked towards the basement.

Mrs. Whittaker was confused and didn't understand what her husband meant.

What do you mean take him to see Mike? Who is this guy? Why take him to see his own son?

However, Mrs. Whittaker, who was used to maintaining elegance in front of outsiders, did not understand what was going on. In order to maintain the appearance of harmony between husband and wife in front of this stranger, she had to pretend to smile and watch the two leave.

When Nemesis stepped into the basement, Eleven, who had just woken up, was telling everyone with a pale face what he had encountered in the darkness.

"You mean, that guy named Henry is a psychopathic murderer with powerful superpowers? And he's also targeting you and Nemesis? Oh my God, this is terrible!" Dustin said in shock.

"Targeting me? Who is Henry?" Nemesis' voice came from the stairs.

Everyone looked over, and Mike discovered that the person coming was Nemesis. He stood up in surprise and said, "Mr. Psion? Eleven has been looking for you!"

Dustin and others also rushed forward and asked about the authenticity of the news about the dragon.

Only Eleven stood there, with a forced smile and a hint of doubt in his eyes.

That horrible broken palm, is that the female voice? What is her connection with Nemesis?
Instinctively, Eleven felt fear towards the strange severed hand that carried a strange aura.

(End of this chapter)