Last Egg: Reincarnated as a Dragon in a Game

POV Some suspicious, clearly antagonistic person:

The man and woman sat in a circular room, the projection of the battlefield projected from a glowing globe embedded into the floor in the chamber's center. The lacking illumination obscured their faces and even bodies, only the occasional gleam of the wine glasses in their hands visible.

"Are the weapons ready, ambassador?"

"Yes, all aimed and ready to launch, general." The blonde man responded, only hardly keeping the smile from appearing on his cold professional face. Even though he couldn't see the man's face, he quickly paired the voice with that of the imperial general of the Western army group.

'How long I have waited for this.'

"Good, this is our best chance when there as so many of those monsters gathered in a single place. We can eliminate them in a single fell swoop."

The blonde ambassador leaned back in his chair. He wanted to pray for the operation to work but didn't dare, no longer believing the god was benevolent.

'You have taunted me monster, now watch how I will turn your pitiful game against you.' He stilled his hand, stopping it from shaking as he remembered the dark monster that started it all.

With a smile, he raised his glass of wine into the air, "For humanity, my friends."

The cheers responded from the other people as everyone raised their glasses of wine into the air.

"For humanity!"

"For humanity!"

Everything was working fine for him, making him grin as every piece of the puzzle slowly fell into its place.

Then a voice spoke in his head, ''Sir, we have a security breach of the highest level. Someone has reached the intern most containment sector.''

His expression immediately crumbled, and anger surged in him.

''What do you mean someone attacked us? Are you stupid? They got so far, and you are telling me only now?!'' He closed his hand, and the glass of wine shattered, the red liquid vanishing before it could stain his pants.

POV Pyromaniac:

The door melted into a puddle as he stepped through the still, blazingly hot doorframe. There was nothing but unnaturally deep darkness that threatened to swallow even the light of his flames.

The voice was so deep and distorted that it sounded like someone put a radio to the bottom of a well and spoke, "So you are the first one to arrive."

Instantly, all the darkness vanished, leaving only a brightly glowing gem that lacked any color, its crystalline structure perfectly opaque.

Ding!

// The quest advances:

Next Objective: Safely bring the gem of ?!# out of the facility and escape the pursuers

Reward: ???

//

Even though he wanted to explore the gem, the sounds of dozens of approaching steps forced him to act. He grabbed the gem, and like a blurry blue streak, he shot himself back to the corridor behind him, propelled by the flames bursting from his back like a pair of fiery draconic wings.

POV Vesuvius:

The corpses all came to life, their bodies twitching and moving while their eyes shone in the dim purple light. The aura of death spread like a contagion as more and more of the undead popped into existence.

Their mindless and guttural growls as a signal resumed the battle.

With a burst of lights, one seraph and multiple cherubims flapped their wings and turned into white and silver streaks of light, trailing towards the dark monstrosity on the horizon.

The lesser angels were falling all around him, their lights dimming down, the aura of death breaking out of them while the dark silhouettes with scythes constantly vanished and reappeared all around the battlefield, reaping their lives.

All Vesuvius could do was curse at the bad coordination between allies, 'If I knew they would appear then I would have planned appropriately.'

At last, Vesuvius got a moment of respite, his injuries closing as his golden divine energy washed away the silver one from his injuries before the swarms of nanites around them mended them.

The crimson-spinning vortex of demonic energy exploded, and like a swarm of black flies, thousands of lesser demons ascended from the abyssal pit. The red lances of evil, reality corrupting energies shooting and crisscrossing with salvos of light lances of the angels.

The purple and pale blue of reapers, the red and black of demons, the white and silver of angels, and the colorful elements of the dragon kind exploded all over the sky, putting into shame even the grandest firework shows on Earth.

'We need more time; only small flies can cross for now.'

Vesuvius opened his mouth and flapped his wings, shooting towards the two remaining seraphs with deadly anger burning in his eyes and throat. For now, they had the advantage of numbers, and he was ready to use to wreak havoc before even more angels arrived and tipped the balance again.

The duo of the angels and the cherubs didn't even move, their holy halos spinning as the light and sanctified elements leaked out.

Vesuvius could already feel them grow in intensity, but he didn't stop as the chaotically spinning mixture of elements gathered in his mouth as if swallowed by a star falling into a black hole.

'As before, this is the fault of the unified training the angels are taking, they are so predictable.' He already saw the same move before when he fought the seraph years ago, only on a smaller scale, and he already knew how to deal with it.

All the Grigory pointed their swords at him, the holy light and mana gathering on their tips. More and more energy gathered as more and more angels appeared in the singular spherical formation, the massive wall of light forming around, deflecting the raging dark storm around them.

Vesuvius didn't stop as he slowly flew forward, while the sphere of energy in his mouth quickly grew in intensity.

"Perish, dragon!" The swords flashed, and thousands of rays of light shot out, all connecting into a singular and wide stream of light so wide it threatened to erase the entire sky out of existence.

'Now, as before!' At the last moment, the dragon's breath exploded out of his widely open mouth, the two monstrous rays closing in, the immense energy of the angelic one already pushing back his own before they could even come to contact.

'As before, they fell for it.' At last, a portal lense flashed and formed, the ray vanishing into the tear in space.