After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

They couldn’t really ponder much as a sharp wind blade headed towards them, making them step farther from the lord’s fight. They frowned, glaring at the damned Alterrans getting in their way.

Although their loyalties—as with everybody’s—were not unbreakable, they still lived a good life in Guia Village, and they were getting a lot of perks. They preferred to keep the status quo, thank you very much!

Furthermore, who knew what’d happen to the territory with the lord gone? What would happen to their jobs?

There was also the possibility they could lose, and then they’d be slaves!

This reminder added fuel to their attacks, and everyone ran towards the Soldiers blocking the way.

Eloi lunged forward with his sword, only to be blocked by a shieldsman—Jake. Eloi gritted his teeth, continuously hitting the shield.

Shieldsmen weren’t particularly common outside because it was seen as useless. After all, who would want to only get defensive skills in this world? Sure, they could get teammates, but few people in Xeno actually trusted anyone else.

However, this guy always managed to deflect his attacks, either pushing him toward his own allies or him toward his allies’ blades.

There were many near-misses and it just made Eloi extremely angry! ”GRRR—” he yelled, fire exploding on his arms as he continuously threw Jake fiery projectiles.

Jake’s shield was a Class D shield made by Brenda and Troy, and this meant it was far superior to what was sold in the Equipment store by the system.

For one, it had higher durability, for another, it had very good insulation.

Other iron shields might feel hot after getting hit continuously like this, but Jake was fine.

He sneak peaked and saw Eloi still throwing fire and saw his pattern. He waited until the fire user threw another fire ball, before stomping on the ground behind the shield.

He created a little incline on the ground where his feet would land, and he immediately pushed it back and he went straight to Seto and Gill’s Battlefield

Slash!

”AHH!”

”DAMNIT!” Eloi yelled as he gasped for air. He held his wound and took out a health potion. Before he could drink much of it, he was hit by a splash of molten rock.

”GAHHH!!!”

”Get out of the way!” Seto yelled, kicking him aside as he waved his spear toward his enemy.

The other’s spear met his, and its contact not only had a clamping sound, but he also saw some steam coming out of it. The other man didn’t take a moment before he sent a barrage of attacks.

Gill wanted to take him down as fast as possible. He needed to get this war over with. He had a woman to go after, after all.

On the other side, there was aborigine Silva. He was dealing with several men beyond the level cap, coolly waving around his skill and using exclusive skills.

For example, there was the [Blade Resonance] which, when used, would use intense vibration to defeat weapons of inferior materials. Silva was using a Class C sword, and if he used his weapon against most of the enemies, chances were, he’d destroy their weapons.

Add that to the fact that he was level-freaking-40, it could be said that he was handling himself very well even if he was being mobbed by at least a dozen level 20s.

He was quite cool. They liked him very much.

High-level Archers like Loki and Sammy had also settled outside the territory because they weren’t allowed to kill those inside anyway nor would they be able to hurt anyone who went through the array.

Before, they had to use arrows without the arrow tips—which was also a product of their weapons factory for cases like theirs—so they could at least shoot down whoever got too near the walls.

When they saw that the battle outside the territory was heightening, they also passed their post to others in order to help out.

Mao had already created a platform from them outside the walls, but still at a relatively safe height from others. Bit by bit, they thinned out the enemies, with some warriors below guarding them.

The enemies weren’t weak after all, and they really had to do their best.

Back to Garan’s fight, the two had slowed down a bit in favor of budgeting their mana, hoping to take down the enemy before it was completely consumed.

Baltimore was happy to see that Garan had finally shown some injuries. This meant the durability of his equipment had finally been compromised! He was looking forward to taking over this place, maybe he’d be surprised by what he could find in the warehouse!

At this time, quite a number of people had managed to get inside. Other than the Stairs Baltimore made, they had also created a number of access during this time, setting them up at various places. Using the slaves as a shield, a lot of people managed to get in.

Not too much yet as Alterra didn’t lack defensive tactics, but Baltimore refused to believe they would lose.

When they heard screams inside, Baltimore smirked. ”My people would massacre yours,” he said, fairly confident because he knew the more powerful people were outside with them.

They couldn’t win the war in the most common way anymore—that was to say, by making the majority of people who went through the array land within the main walls.

A lot of people who went through the array had fallen even before they reached the walls.

The only way to win the war now was to find that cowardly lord and kill him. From what he knew, he still had a number of people there who should be hunting, and the people who managed to enter should provide enough chaos and distraction while the spies took action.

”We will defeat you—” he said, feeling vindictive and looking forward to seeing the man’s cool facade crack under his words. ”Crush you from within.”

Garan looked at him. Unexpectedly, he appeared unshaken.

”I would not be so sure about that,” he said and proceeded to send him spikes of ice.

Baltimore’s eyes narrowed, wondering if he was pretending. If so, he couldn’t see any signs of it.

So confident?