Chapter 1147: Closing the Gate (Two Updates, Please Vote Monthly)

Just then, Vico felt the motorcycle beneath him veer slightly. Instead of following that figure forward, it abruptly stopped at the edge behind the gate.

The sudden brake nearly sent him flying forward from inertia. Fortunately, he gripped the handlebars tightly, or he really would have been thrown off.

"What's wrong?"

Vico was still dazed, unable to react.

He blinked and looked beyond the opened Inner City Gate ahead.

At the edge of his vision, the figure in the Blood-colored Jacket had already vanished, seemingly charging toward the opened Outer City Gate.

But before he could find that Blood-colored Jacket again, a massive black object appeared in his sight, swiftly filling his vision.

It was a huge black mecha. Flames blasted from it as it raised the broadsword on its back and swung it down at him without hesitation.

With the width of that sword, a single strike would turn him into pulp.

Behind him, the densely packed soldiers pursuing them were rapidly closing in as well.

Vico stared blankly at it all.

At that moment, there was not even surprise or panic in his mind. From the instant he had rushed into this battlefield, it seemed he had already prepared himself for death.

Though he knew he had barely played any role in this battle, he also knew he could not retreat.

Because he also knew that what Sot had said was true.

We Have No Reinforcements.

Now, the only people who could stop all this, who could try to stop all this, were the two of them here.

Or perhaps, strictly speaking,

Sot alone.

In that instant, Vico suddenly realized that death seemed to have left him too much time to think.

He looked ahead.

The charging mecha