Xu Mo piloted his Mecha, bending its body as the giant sword propped against the ground, with several cracks appearing on the Mecha, suffering significant damage.
He knew that the Mecha wouldn't last much longer.
After all, it was just an old Mecha.
However, Xu Mo discovered that he had an extraordinary talent for controlling Mechas. With the evolution of his cranial domain, he would have no opponents if he had the chance to control a more advanced Mecha.
Unfortunately, he didn't have one, only a broken Mecha.
In front of him, the silver Mecha stepped toward him, the Energy Battle Blade in hand flickering with a cold blue light, like a ferocious Monster, ready to slice open Xu Mo's body.
With his War Saber held horizontally in a somewhat disdainful posture, the City State Guard soldier controlling the Mecha looked contemptuously, wondering how such an outdated, rejected Mecha had caused them such heavy losses and rallied a rabble to charge at them.
He bent his knees slightly.
