Boom!
It was a collision without the slightest bit of flair.
After the truck, traveling at several hundred kilometers per hour, collided with the disproportionately small figure coming from the opposite direction—
A Mushroom Cloud born purely from kinetic impact erupted right where they met.
Amid the dust, the beastly figure of the Black Dog was sent flying backward as well.
But he quickly dug both claws into the ground, dragging a long gouge across the concrete highway before coming to a stop.
On the other side, Kojirou's rampaging heavy truck was finally forced to a halt, its front end badly warped.
Countless damaged magecraft runes flickered.
Behind the shattered windshield, blood covered Kojirou's forehead as he stared at the figure that had slid backward to a stop.
His face was filled with disbelief.
Although his truck had sustained some damage during the earlier attack by the black shadow—
Even so, the heavy truck had been charging at full speed, every bit of power pushed to the limit as it overloaded and burned through mana crystals. Yet someone had stopped and wrecked it single-handedly!
The other party had not even used the power of a Noble Phantasm. It had been nothing more than a pure physical body collision.
Where had this brute come from?
Ever since acquiring this precious heavy truck, Kojirou had thought everyone looked like an Assassin.
But now that the truck had broken down, he realized in shock that he himself was the Assassin...
"Damn it..."
Feeling his connection to the great gate within the truck, Kojirou's expression turned grave.
He could not break free from the constraints of this mountain gate.
The truck had perfectly solved that problem before, but now that it had been wrecked, he could only remain here!
He could not even run