In order to facilitate the investigation of the task of resurrecting his girlfriend Erica, Matt purchased a Vigilante from Merlin with a down payment, specifically for use on the road. Merlin also installed a smart induction radar to assist with its driving. Recently, Matt's investigation had made progress; he had obtained information about the dragon bone within the Hand. But before he could delve deeper, the city's evolution mission took precedence, overwhelming everything else.
After the green rain screen stopped, Matt received a mission related to Merlin. Without hesitation, he drove the Vigilante from Hell's Kitchen to Manhattan.
"Hoo!!!" A deep, resonant whistling sound suddenly filled the air. The Vigilante mecha, with dark, sharp metal eye masks similar to Matt's, swept out with a red metal blind stick, mirroring Matt's own.
"Bang bang bang!!!" The thick and massive metal blind stick drew a crimson arc through the air, and wherever it passed, enemies fell to the ground. Both the burly lizardmen and the mechanical chaos species were swept away effortlessly. Immediately afterward, the Vigilante mecha raised its blind stick again, pointed it forward, and twisted its wrist.
"Crack!" A missile shot out from the end of the blind stick, hurtling towards a chaotic species that had transformed from a taxi.
"Boom!" Flames erupted as the missile struck, and amidst the firelight, Matt calmly walked towards Merlin, swinging his blind stick with a cool, measured pace, his back turned to the explosion.
"Handsome!" Merlin's eyes lit up at the sight of Matt's Vigilante in action. However, before he could fully appreciate the display, the street erupted with a supercharged roar, accompanied by the fierce growl of an exhaust system.
"Bang bang bang!!!" The lizards and mechanical chaos species on the periphery were thrown into disarray, as if a ferocious beast had suddenly stormed the battlefield. Then, a black and red Dodge Hellcat roared into the inner circle, tearing through the chaos.
"Baba Yaga"
"Zizzizi!!!" The Hellcat skidded and drifted to a stop in front of Merlin and the others. The moment the car door opened, a man and a dog leaped out.
"Kukukikiki..." The machinery on the Hellcat's body quickly twisted and transformed as it leaped into the air. The car morphed into a jet-black, muscular Transformer with smart red metal cat claw gloves, cat ears, a whip-like black and red metal cat tail, and glowing round headlight cat eyes.
"Bang!" A huge black and red cat-shaped Transformer appeared on the battlefield.
"I'm not late, am I?" John, dressed in a suit and holding an MK2 pump-action shotgun, asked Merlin.
"Woof woof woof!!!" Duke, his loyal dog, barked excitedly beside him.
"Yours turned into a cat?" Merlin asked, surprised, as he eyed the big black and red metal cat behind John.
"My wife always said my car was just cold metal, but now, it's changed," John said with a smile, affectionately touching the Hellcat's chin. He seemed very satisfied with his new companions, a cat and a dog.
Stark, hovering in the air, looked envious and was about to comment when the roar of a motorcycle engine suddenly sounded again.
"Buzz buzz!!!" Uncle Punish, wearing a black skull T-shirt, revved his motorcycle's accelerator with one hand while holding a heavy grenade launcher in the other, blasting open a path.
"Rumble..." Frank, aka The Punisher, rode his Saint's Journey motorcycle through the smoke, breaking through the flaming corridor like the Ghost Rider, and arrived in front of Merlin and the others.
"Kukukikiki..." A familiar scene played out once more. The Saint's Journey quickly transformed into a metal skeleton Transformer, with scarlet eyes like a skeletal soldier from hell. The Transformer was holding a spray gun in one hand and had a cigar made from a bullet shell in its mouth, embodying a full futuristic wasteland style.
"Are you okay?" Frank asked Merlin, his tone serious.
"You guys arrived just in time," Merlin replied with a grin.
"Ah haha, that's great, let's make a big fuss!" Saint, holding a bullet-shell cigar in his mouth, chuckled. His skull face moved as he spoke, his voice magnetic and low. These Transformers are, to some extent, influenced by their pilots. At least with Matt and his blind vigilante mecha, and Punisher with his Wasteland-style Skeleton Saint, there's a clear similarity in temperament.
"Other players should be arriving soon as well." Manhattan isn't a big area, so based on the time, players from nearby areas should be showing up any moment.
"Buzz!!!" Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, the dense roar of engines echoed down the street.
"Wow, it looks like a convoy of forklifts is coming," Stark observed from the air, surprised by the group of vehicles speeding towards them.
On the empty streets outside, beveled magic trucks and conical phantom rigs lined up side by side, barreling down the road. Not to be outdone, Droso and Tyrant took to the sky like a flock of birds, their movements chaotic yet synchronized, creating a dance of destruction.
There was no doubt that Manhattan had the wealthiest players. The beveled magic trucks and pointed cone rigs on the ground were the first to collide with the chaotic lizardmen and chaotic species.
"Bang bang bang!!!" Each lizardman that came into contact with them was flung into the air and fell back to the ground with a heavy thud. The dense crowd of lizardmen and chaotic species continued to fall like dumplings from the sky. Due to their numbers, it was difficult for them to dodge the impact of the sloped magic trucks and the massive pointed cone rigs.
"Roar!" One lizardman, seeing the oncoming convoy, suddenly leaped into the air, attempting to avoid the collision. It threw itself towards a cab, pulling out the human driver and tearing them apart. However, in the next instant, a pointed phantom truck transformed into a giant Transformer. The metal cone in front turned into a massive drill weapon, like a mechanical wasp's stinger, instantly piercing the lizardman.
"Boohoo!!!" In the sky, countless missiles sprayed out from Droso and Tyrant's bodies as if they were endless, forming a missile barrage and carpet bombing the area below.
"Boom!!!" The entire street turned into a sea of fire in an instant, with blazing flames erupting as far as the eye could see.
"Zizzizi!!!" A pointed phantom truck broke through the flames, arriving in front of Merlin and the others, leading a convoy of sloped magic treasures. The truck braked sharply and the door swung open. A bald, burly man wearing a black T-shirt stepped out of the lead Phantom truck.
[Luke Hobbs, the leader of the elite task force of the Diplomatic Security Service, has never failed during his mission!]
The little mute quickly gathered information on the newcomer. Hobbs surveyed the scene with a focused expression, recognizing that John and the others were not to be trifled with. But now wasn't the time to dwell on that; instead, he turned his attention to the high school student being protected at the center of the group.
"Merlin Shaw, it seems you're the main character on the human side of this game." Hobbs growled, his voice thick with frustration. "This gaming platform is such a bastard, pushing a kid to the forefront!"
Looking at Merlin's youthful face, he gritted his teeth and cursed angrily.
Merlin: "...."
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