Chapter 428: Chapter 412: Going to Yellow Springs Together
Translator: 549690339
The twist happened so suddenly that everyone was stunned for a moment.
No matter how you look at it, Lincoln was supposed to give a passionate and ambitious speech, and everyone had even prepared to listen.
Who would have thought that a sudden bullet would catch everyone off guard?
If the bullet had killed Lincoln even a minute earlier, there would have been a thunderous cheer.
But it was lateâŠ
So many players were stuck in an uncomfortable situation, not knowing whether or not to cheer.
The metal dragon immediately twisted its neck, trying to catch the falling Lincoln.
But it only bit air, as Lincolnâs body quickly turned into light and disappeared.
Obviously, he had respawned.
The giant dragon was obviously very angry, and immediately started an even more fierce indiscriminate fire spray.
This finally woke up all the dazed players, making them realize â this was still the competition venue! The competition continued!
And so, the battle raged on again!
Unlike the relentless competing players, the audience in the live broadcast room didnât have this urgency and were sending out shocked barrage comments:
âShocked my mom for a hundred years!â
âHahaha, the price of showing off! Instead of hiding, you have to court death! Climbing so high, are you a target?!â
âCough cough! Let me say a few words: Ah! Iâm dead! Thank you all, Iâve finished talking.â
âMavis: Pig Teammate, canât carry!â
âSo, is Lincoln really gone like that?â
At this time, in the official live room, the director changed the lens and replayed the moment when Lincoln was shot in the neck.
Everyone could see from the slow-motion scene, Lincolnâs widened eyes and incredulous expression.
This immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the audience again:
âHahaha, brave director!â
âAdd a chicken leg!â
âWill you be fired tomorrow for stepping into the office with your left foot first because you publicly whipped your bossâs corpse?â
But the director wasnât trying to whip Lincolnâs corpse.
After the screen froze, the focus shifted to the bullet and then â time rewound!
The bullet retraced its path through the air, going through smoke and dust, and back to its original path.
This immediately caught everyoneâs attention, as they all wanted to know who this player who got the âFirst Killâ on Lincoln was.
Under the spotlight, the bullet returned to the chamber â it wasnât even a special gun, just an ordinary AR-15 assault rifle that everyone was using.
The focus shifted again, from the muzzle of the gun to the face of the player holding the gun.
It was a very unfamiliar face.
Then the playerâs nickname appeared:[Rainshoe].
Now the audience could be sure: this indeed was an unknown player no one had ever heard of.
But out of caution, everyone asked in the live broadcast room: âDoes anyone know this guy?â
Similar questions filled the room, but none of them said they knew him.
So everyone had to admit: this casually named [Rainshoe]wasnât any special person.
He was just an ordinary passerby player who killed Lincoln with a single shot, completing the milestone âKing Slayerâ in the virtual world for the first time!
All those big and small anchors, famous players, and Pay-to-Win Lords present, even Lincoln himself, became mere background at this moment.
He, [Rainshoe], was the only protagonist at this moment!
After the director revealed the identity of the shooter, the lens immediately switched back to the intense race track.
First, an aerial panoramic view of the ongoing battle was shown. Then, the lens immediately focused on [Rainshoe], showing everyone his current situation.
As soon as the camera switched, a huge pillar of fire came rushing in.
[Rainshoe]âs teammate desperately pressed the accelerator, twisting the steering wheel, and avoiding the fire at all costs.
[Rainshoe], while urging his teammate to go further, shouted loudly: âItâs over! I killed Lincoln!â
âWhen you shot at him, didnât you think you could kill him?â his teammate was very speechless.
âNo!â Rainshoe cried in despair, âI just wanted to say hello to my idol! Who would have thought he would catch my bullet with his neck!â
âYouâd better shut up!â His teammate was much more rational: âIf he hears this, you wonât be able to win any games in the casino!â
His teammate mercilessly added insult to injury: âNot just the casino, maybe youâll have to say goodbye to all the probability games in the virtual world!â
Before his teammateâs words fell, a second round of âdragon flameâ covered them again!
This time they didnât have the luck they had before and were miserably covered in flame.
The entire car was ignited, and both of them screamed as they were burned to ashes.
Once again, it must be emphasized that until now, there has been no pain sensation in Cloud Dreamâs virtual world.
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So, these two people were completely scared by itâŠ
âDamn, thatâs brutal. Is this really not Lincolnâs revenge?â
âDo you really need to ask? Of course, itâs retaliation!â
âIs this the first time you guys realized Lincoln is petty?â
âBut seriously, itâs one thing to kill someone, but taunting them on the live stream? I couldnât stand it either!â
âBoth sides are quite pathetic haha.â
Lincoln, the victim of bad reviews, let out a helpless sigh as he watched the live stream from the co-driverâs seat of the heavy truck.
Lincoln knew that the task he had set for himself was very dangerous, and it was highly probable that he would be killed by other contestants. The only difference was when he would be killed.
Based on this understanding, he set his respawn point to the co-driverâs seat so that he would be reborn here once eliminated.
By this time, however, he would become a âghostâ and disappear from the playerâs sight. Only Mavis would be able to see him.
Lincoln had no intention of taking revenge on the player who shot him and didnât even care about who fired the shotâitâs all about having fun playing the game, and he wouldnât be petty over such things.
If it werenât for the director revealing it, he really wouldnât know who it was.
As for whether the fire dragonâs flame that ignited Rainshoeâs car was a coincidence or notâŠ
Only Mavis would know that!
The metal dragon continued to rampage on the race track for a while before it finally ran out of fuel and could no longer breathe fire.
Although it still had wings and claws for attack and defense, without the ability to breathe fire, its threat was significantly reduced.
Players on the track drove closer again, and Mavis controlled the truck, plunging back into a tug-of-war battle.
By this time, even though the battle was still going on, since the intensity had decreased, everyone was more familiar with the weapons on the vehicles in the scene. So, they began to reminisce about the series of events that had taken place since Lincoln appeared.
As a result, everyone quickly noticed a few blind spots:
âDoes Night City also have Dream Brand Fire Dragon Fireworks? How come I didnât notice before?â
âWait! Dream Brand?! This girl is also called Mavis. Did Lincoln make these fireworks just for her?â
âWrong! Youâre totally mistaken! Do you remember the special thanks at the end of the Paradise trailer?â
ââSpecial Thanks·Dreamâ?! Damn! This little girl was involved in the development of the game Paradise?!â
âWhat a genius girl!â
âHold on! I suddenly remembered a rumor! Someone said they saw a dragon in the wilderness of Paradise, but it got killed before they could take a picture. When they went back to look for it, they couldnât find it again. I always thought that was just a made-up story!â
âI also saw that post. Now that weâre seeing this, itâs highly likely!â
âLetâs go look for it after the competition, a Dragon Knight! And a real Dragon Knight at that!!â
The too-coincidental elements of the giant Fire Dragon Fireworks, the metal dragon, and Mavis finally made the audience and players realize Mavisâ uniqueness. Surprised and intrigued, they all decided to go look for the dragon tonight.
Meanwhile, at the forefront of the race track, Yi was in a fierce battle.
However, what made him struggle was not the other helicopters, but the vehicles on the ground.
Because of the tense air battle, everyoneâs speed had inevitably slowed down considerably. As a result, the cars that were originally in the second echelon had caught up, filling the empty spots left by the mass elimination of sports cars.
This echelon of modified cars were originally more geared towards a balance of attack and defense, so their weapon strength was already quite high. With the added advantage of numbers, they posed a greater threat to helicopters.
In particular, Yelangâs bed crossbow was virtually unstoppable, with an average of three metal spears able to take down one airplane.
A sharp spear whistled through the air, narrowly piercing through the door and driverâs seat, passing through Yiâs chest, and then stabbing into the cockpit ceiling.
Yi was almost scared to death.
The next moment, Yi stuck his head out of the shattered side window, risking a headshot as he yelled down at the ground: âYelang! F**k your grandpa!â
Seeing Yi sticking his head out of the helicopter, Yelang below finally realized that he had accidentally shot at his own brother.
âIâm sorry!!â Yelang immediately shouted an apology to Yi: âI didnât know it was you! It wasnât intentional!â
Having said that, Yelang twisted the giant crossbow he had just turned away from back towards Yiâs cockpit and fired another spear!
This carefully aimed spear precisely pierced into the central control console, stabbing through Yiâs left arm, causing mechanical failure in the aircraft and a rapid descent.
It was only at this time that Yelangâs furious roar, which followed closely behind him, reached Yiâs earsâ
âThis one was on purpose!â
âF**k you!â Yi couldnât help but curse as he frantically controlled the joystick with one arm, charging straight at Yelangâs car without a second thought.
âLetâs die together then!â
âTurn! Turn!â Yelang panicked as he never expected the ramming plane tactic. He desperately yelled at his teammate who was driving: âGet out of the way! The plane is falling!â
âHahaha, whatâs the point of dodging? Good brothers stick together through life and death! Letâs die together!!â
Amid Yiâs maniacal laughter and Yelangâs desperate âf**k,â the helicopter and modified car collided violently!
An explosion immediately ensued from the helicopter, followed by the modified car.
The two âbrothersâ died together, taking their teammates with them to the afterlife.