Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 20: Return to Earth
"Are you sure?" His friend tilted his head and glanced at him. "I'm not trying to stop you. I'm just confirming with you. You'll need at least a day's buffer if you go back. And you should know what's waiting for you on the other side."

"I know." Wu Chen nodded.

His friend had said that time on both sides was relatively static—at least for now. This meant that as soon as he returned to his hometown, he'd immediately face a civilian airliner filled with ghouls about to crash into the ground, as well as a massive dragon projection that was likely not far away and was definitely ten times more powerful than the two skeletal drakes combined.

The probability of survival is definitely lower there - at least on paper.

but--

Duneville's projection didn't notice him, but the two skeleton dragon beasts here obviously regarded him as their mortal enemy.

Although Sakurajima lacked an air force, it did have fighter jets stationed on the Western Continent. As long as they could delay the attack a little, they would undoubtedly gain access to third-party forces, or even reinforcements, which they would likely not be able to wait for.

The probability of survival therefore increases.

What's more important is that, under the premise that physical damage has been proven to be particularly effective against these skeleton dragon beasts, returning to Earth, all they need to do is find some munitions and purchase them with the resources at hand to achieve a breakthrough.

and so--

"I've made up my mind." Wu Chen nodded. "I'm sure I'm going back."

"Then, as you wish."

Everything changes because of this.

The towering Bone Ridge, shrouded in mist, silently transformed into the burning restroom of the passenger plane - dozens or even hundreds of newly born ghouls surrounded the outside of the restroom, and the plane was about to crash into the ground.

Time is about to start flowing again.

There is probably only one thing that can be done.

Just as Wu Chen was about to unleash his Iron Armor spell and raise his protective magic shield, a message echoed through the echoes of his friend's disappearance.

"That's right," the friend said, "you haven't died yet, have you?"

Haven't died yet.

Indeed, this body has never died.

Wu Chen's fingers paused at the moment of completing the spell. In that instant, he thought of the two times his body had been reshaped. The first time, it was the mask, the second time, it was the standing stone. He felt almost nothing the first time, but the second time, during the standing stone's reshaping, he clearly sensed the entire process.

Because my magic power has increased.

Because my soul has been strengthened.

In the world of The Elder Scrolls, even if it is just an ordinary child without any special background, as long as the way of death is not too special and there is still obsession, it can continue to exist for a long time in the form of soul.

Soul. The foundation of Wu Chen's existence had transformed from flesh and blood into soul after he embarked on the path of magic.

Wu Chen finally realized that there was something he should have bought long ago, but he hadn't done it yet. After all, even without a mall, he was still qualified to spend resources to acquire ownership of items. And gain the power to carry them across worlds, into dreams, and have them at his beck and call!

He gave up the opportunity to cast a spell, and at the moment he woke up from his dream, he called out to his friend.

"I want……"

“…Buy my body!”

My friend's voice arrived as expected. It was perhaps as ordinary and indifferent as ever, yet it seemed to be tinged with a hint of laughter.

"as you wish."

500 resource points were removed, and time began to flow.

The person hiding in the bathroom didn't use any magic. He simply put the mask on his face.

"The resurrection ceremony is temporarily suspended," he said.

The mask responded to him, and the resurrection process that should have started at the moment of his death stopped before the very first step.

The plane hit the ground. 'BOOM! ! ! ! !'

Flames, debris, and wreckage flew everywhere.

The townspeople in the distance let out shrill cries of terror. They saw the plane crash, saw the flames burst out. And the next moment, their screams of fear turned into madness!
"Black stuff! What is that!"

"Aliens? Monsters! Monsters are attacking!"

"Am I dreaming? Where is Ultraman?"

"It's a dragon! It's a dragon!!"

A dark, massive figure descended from the sky, its appearance accompanied by a roar of immense, majestic power. It was a tangible shockwave that resounded throughout the heavens, and in an instant, it submerged the entire town.

'Rii Vaaz Zol——'

The dragon spit out its eyes and its soul was stripped away.

The people who had been screaming and fleeing in panic the moment before were all shaken, their eyes instantly losing their life. Their lifeless bodies fell to the ground in unison, and the next moment, a faint blue light flowed across their shells. The moment they stood up again, an entire town of ghouls had appeared in the world.

The giant dragon floated down.

Despite being a massive behemoth nearly a hundred meters long, it landed as light as a feather. It touched down near the crash site. While the ancient dragon's projection lacked the original's intelligence, it possessed the same alertness and acumen.

It sensed something, something unusual. A fluctuation of power that seemed to share a common aura with itself, and this was worth it devoting some attention to this land. The simplest way to search was...

'Yol Toor Shul——'

The dragon's eyes spit out fire.

The force of destruction finally descended. Only those who experienced it firsthand could truly understand the immense power of the dragon. It wasn't just the small jets of flame seen in games, limited by the hardware's capabilities. It was a sudden, blazing sun rising from the sky!

Yol (Flame) Toor (Hell) Shul (Sun)
The dark sun rose, melting the earth and vaporizing the steel. In an instant, the wreckage of Flight D444 was reduced to a rapidly evaporating skeleton. The collapsing flames transformed into an irresistible shockwave, and any living creature that attempted to resist would be exposed to this absolute force.

however……

没有抵抗.

A hint of confusion appeared in the wild eyes of the Underworld Dragon, but the next moment, its gaze turned sharply to another part of the sky - a large group of fighter jets were rushing from the Western Continent Garrison Base in Sakurajima, and they had already noticed the abnormality in this area through satellite communications before Flight D444 sent out the distress message.

"Approaching the target... All units, please be careful. The target is extremely dangerous. Do not provoke it easily."

"Received, target confirmed. Prepare to get closer for observation..."

"Wait, the target is taking off, it's taking off... the dragon! The dragon wants to kill us!"

"Do it!"

The dragon's pressure was powerful, a tangible terror, enough to instill fear deep within the genes of those who were under its gaze. They would either be disoriented or driven mad. Unlike the unfortunate souls aboard Flight D444 who were merely scrutinized, the fighters of the Western Continent bore the brunt of Duneville's hostile gaze!

"Fire! Fire!" The leader, who should have been the calmest, suddenly had a glint in his eyes. He ignored the base's remote communications and simply activated all the weapon buttons. The missiles suspended from the wings exploded, enveloped in flames and accompanied by the lashing of blazing ammunition chains!
Fire bursts out.

In an instant, the exploding flames covered the entire body of the dark dragon. However, before the pilots could even utter a word of relief or relief, the cloud of smoke from the explosion suddenly exploded, leaving the dragon in the cloud unharmed!
Dragons in the Elder Scrolls universe are essentially fragments of time and space. Simple physical damage is simply not enough to defeat them.

And the next moment, the dragon roared to the sky.

'Strun Bah Qo——'

The dragon's eyes glare, the storm calls.

From the clouds that had transformed into a thick, dark cloud the moment the dragon appeared, thousands of bolts of lightning suddenly descended. Fighters, whether attempting to fight or flee, were instantly blasted apart by the thunderbolts that fell from the sky. The entire communication network echoed with the screams and wails of the dying.

And in this chaotic battlefield, an inconspicuous silver-gray mask that was blown away in the explosion fell silently onto the back of a wild dog that was desperately trying to escape.

Coincidentally.

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(End of this chapter)