Chapter 427: 411: King’s speech<div>


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    No matter the audience or the yers on the battlefield, everyone has identified the key point.


    Lincoln’s position is undoubtedly the most vulnerable point of the heavy truck attack, but he is also the weakest link.


    As long as he is taken down, thisbat tform will copse!


    And to defeat Lincoln, for the yers now, is more than just a simple “long-awaited” description, it ispletely gritting their teeth, wishing to kill him!


    For a time, all the vehicles around the heavy truck in front and behind, almost uniformly stopped their wars with each other.<div>


    Everyone aimed at Lincoln!


    Bullets, hand grenades, Molotov cocktails, explosives, rotten fruits, and tomatoes fell like a rain, or like a hailstorm.


    Of course, Lincoln would not be unprepared. In addition to the thick bulletproof tes on thebat tform, a drone suddenly lowered its altitude and caused a violent explosion.


    Like the weapons on thebat tform, the drone explosion is also a fierce air burst, without direct injuries.


    However, the st wave caused by the air burst directly blows away all therge weapons thrown at him by the yers.


    Bullets were blocked by metal baffles, bulletproof vests, and helmets.


    But the second wave of attack has already arrived, and the second drone has also descended, exploding once again.


    However, this intermittent explosion naturally has ws, and Lincoln will be taken down sooner orter, which was also his own arrangement.


    But before that, he must enjoy some fierce attacks!


    Lincoln once again grabbed the lever, ready to fire.


    “Pop!”


    At this moment, a half-yellow, half-ck rotten banana hit him in the chest.<div>


    Lincoln lowered his head, looking at the half-yellow, half-ck stain on his chest that looked like pus, feeling disgusted.


    I wouldn’t mind if you threw a hand grenade at me! What’s with the banana?


    And it’s specifically a rotten banana!


    This is too disgusting!


    Lincoln didn’t even bother firing anymore. He immediately opened his administrator privileges, turned on the cheats, and thoroughly cleaned the stain on his chest.


    After that, he decisively pulled the lever, blew up a car with one shot, then turned and raised his heavy machine gun again, fiercely pulled the trigger, and began a crazy sweep towards the nearby yers!


    Thebat tform automatically began to rotate, with dense bullet rain sweeping out a circle time and again.


    yers who were too eager to achieve and got too close to Lincoln immediately suffered a catastrophe.


    Being hit by this caliber heavy machine gun, even if it is a nk round and set to be non-lethal, the huge impact can directly stun the person and make them lose control of their body.


    And in the process of everyone racing crazily, suddenly losing control of their bodies could result in losing theirbat power at best, or falling off the car and dying at worst.


    yers nearby were retreating from this fierce attack, being forced to withdraw awkwardly from the battle circle.


    But immediately, more yers approached with their cars, seamlessly connecting,unching the next wave of attacks.<div>


    One drone exploded after another, and Lincoln repelled one round of attacks after another.


    yers died one after another, and more and more cars were scrapped and eliminated.


    But there is a limit to the number of drones, as there is a limit to the bullets of the heavy machine gun.


    Lincoln had started to be attacked more and more frequently, and the thick bulletproof vest was almost studded with bullets.


    He identally took a hand grenade hit, and even though it did not hit directly, his health bar went down by arge chunk.


    Everyone could see that Lincoln was nearing the end of his road.


    About this, Lincoln expressed his calm state of mind.


    He didn’t arrange much stage time for himself anyway, showing up to have some fun with the yers would suffice.


    If there is only one regret, it’s that the yers’ attacks were too intense, and he couldn’t get his fill of firing the cannon.


    But Mavis was not too happy, and she decided to reveal the trump card ahead of time.


    She stomped down, pressing the blue button on the central control console.


    Between the front of the truck and thebat tform, aplex mechanical transformation suddenly began!<div>


    This change instantly attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.


    —At this point, everyone was curious: what secret weapon could this ridiculous heavy truck bring out?


    Some of the racers around saw this change and quickly increased their distance, avoiding bing the first victims of the new weapon.


    But then there were also some people who not only didn’t increase their distance but instead got even closer, trying to kill Lincoln before the new weapon appeared.


    Lincoln nces over in his busy schedule, “The big move is here.”


    Complicated and dizzying metal transformations werepleted at an astonishing speed. In just a few seconds, an imposing brass-colored metal dragon appeared before everyone’s eyes.


    This was not aplete dragon, but only half a dragon.


    The lower half was connected to the truck, but the upper half was crafted extremely well: thick forelimbs, a wingspan of eight meters, a neck nearly two meters in diameter, slightly thin but able to bend and rotate freely, a lifelike dragon head, sharp teeth, and pointed dragon horns.


    When itpleted its transformation, it spread its wings and let out a skyward roar. At that moment, it almost seemed like it was about to take flight on the spot!


    Of course, that was impossible, considering the lower half was connected to the car and the race track was limited to a height of 10 meters.


    Given the height of the massive truck itself, the race track felt a bit cramped for the metal dragon. If it stretched its neck fully, it would exceed the height limit.


    Fortunately, Mavis summoned the dragon not to let it fly.<div>


    As the metal dragon finished roaring, it opened its mouth wide. The brass-colored metal neck began to glow with a molten, orange-yellow light.


    The light appeared in the abdomen, extended upwards along the neck, and finally reached the throat.


    Unquestionably, everyone understood what the giant dragon nned to do –


    Fierce mes burst from the metal dragon’s mouth!


    As it spewed fire, the dragon also rotated its neck, covering arger area with mes and setting more vehicles aze.


    Simultaneously, its sharp w viciously swung, slicing off nearly a third of a nearby vehicle’s front end.


    The dragon’s wings violently struck, flipping two cars. It then turned to spew fire while retracting its wings, attempting to protect Lincoln.


    The yers were in chaos for a moment, and Lincoln finally had a chance to breathe. Mavis’s rescue mission was a great sess!


    However, Lincoln did not hide under the metal dragon’s wings but instead began climbing up the dragon’s body.


    This dragon wasn’t an ultra-realistic one with exquisite details such as scales.


    No, upon closer look, the dragon appeared somewhat simple – an assembly of various metal structures, with plenty of gaps in between – all to match the “realism” style of Night City as closely as possible.


    Regardless, a transformable, fire-breathing, and flexible dragon seemed “unrealistic” no matter how one looked at it…<div>


    Lincoln climbed through the gaps up to the giant dragon’s head.


    Just as Mavis loved dragons, Lincoln had always wanted to experience being a “dragon knight.”


    Although the dragon now wasn’t qualified and couldn’t fly, a low-grade dragon was still a dragon!


    Lincoln did not mind!


    Standing on the dragon’s head with both hands gripping the horns, the dragon spouted fierce mes once more. In reality, it was just a high-tech methrower, but Lincoln felt gratified about the car race so far.


    Any previous regrets about not firing a big cannon had vanished by now.


    At the driver’s seat, Mavis stepped on a blue button as well.


    The next moment, “whoosh” sounds rang in session, and fireworks soared into the night sky from the truck.


    “Boom!”


    Amid the enormous sts, colorful fireworks blossomed in the night sky before falling like shooting stars.


    But before they vanished, the next set of fireworks exploded, followed by more after that…


    One after another, dense fireworks upied most of the Night City skies.


    “Boom!”


    A loud noise emerged as a fire dragon appeared in the sky, breathing fire – a sight familiar to everyone.


    It was – Dream Brand Fire Dragon Fireworks!


    With a grand disy of fireworks as the backdrop, Lincoln stood majestically on top of the brass-colored metal dragon, overlooking the race track filled with modified cars and participating yers, reminiscent of a king from a mythological tale.


    What a force to be reckoned with!


    Whether it was the yers on the racing track or the spectators watching the live stream, they all felt an overwhelming sense of strong imagery in this scene.


    Not only did thements be sparse, even the yers’ attacks suddenly slowed down, and the intensity of the battle significantly decreased.


    Lincoln suddenly felt that he needed to say something at this moment, or it would be ipatible with the atmosphere.


    “Ahem.” So, he cleared his throat, turned on the amplification plugin, and prepared to deliver a king’s speech.


    Cameras in the live stream also pointed at him, giving him the best angle possible.


    But just then –


    “Bang!”


    A deafening gunshot rang out.


    A bullet suddenly appeared in the frame, piercing through Lincoln’s neck in an instant!


    At the next moment, blood sttered everywhere!


    The yers on the scene instinctively turned their heads to see where the gunshot came from, but the chaotic situation made it impossible to recognize who had fired the shot.


    When they looked back, Lincoln had already been killed, falling from the top of the dragon’s head.


    The “King’s speech” had ended before it even started.