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

Holding his Class D sword, Helios lunged at the enemies and Dennis’ team zoned in on an enemy or two at a time while Helios held back a few of the stronger ones, mostly with his abilities.

Their appearance naturally strengthened the momentum, and the weaker Alterrans bravely started to mob the enemies several levels higher than they were.

Meanwhile, Hugo took care of Tae himself, significantly lightening up the load in the area.

Hugo actually had activated a wind mutation—Oxygen—but he had no idea how to use it, so he could only settle for his spear.

Clank!

He was doing well, but his enemy was a level 15 after all. Some of his teammates would also try to land hits on him before an Alterran could come in time.

This caused Hugo to get hit a lot, and his defense equipment was losing durability very quickly.

He waved his spear skillfully, using various skills to defend himself, though he found more and more wounds on himself. He gritted his teeth when a deep gash appeared at an opening, and he could feel his movements turning a bit sluggish. Unfortunately, he had no time to take a healing potion at this time.

He just needed a little space—even just a second—to give himself time to drink and recover even by just a bit.

He wanted to clear out the enemies here. He wanted these enemies cleared from the citizens and the elders as soon as possible.

At this thought, he felt the air around him explode a bit, pushing the men surrounding him. Hugo was not quite sure what happened, but he was not given the chance to think either.

The level 15 stood up quickly, rushing towards him. ”So you’re an elementalist too! But seeing your expression, you seem not to have mastered it yet!” Tae yelled, immediately sending a barrage of attacks as if afraid Hugo would be given time to learn more.

Hugo defended himself, heavily sweating and garnering more and more shallow wounds.

”HAHAH! So it’s true!” The man laughed maniacally as he continued to attack. The level difference was there and, along with his teammates’ cooperation, they slowly got him to lose energy.

Hugo gritted his teeth and waved his spear, using skill after skill to push the other back. The man was injured and displaced, thrown several meters away.

Hugo wanted to run to him but his peripheral saw Guians very nearly stabbing a few civilians and Hugo had to turn to help them out. His arrival let the Alterrans gather their bearings before he could turn to find their team lead again.

At this moment, many of his teammates had been taken down and Hugo could see the man gesturing to make a run for it!

Hugo’s heart dropped. A level 15 would be able to outrun him. He couldn’t let such a strong man deeper into the territory!

This fear surrounded his heart and body and he extended his hand to reach the man.

”ACK–!” The man held his neck, mouth parted, as if he was struggling for a breath. ”WHA—”

Hugo’s eyes widened, his feet taking him closer to the suffocating man. At first, he was a little startled, but when he realized what happened his normally stoic face brightened in excitement.

Finally!

He still knew he couldn’t use this for long, so he held up his spear, finally taking down his enemy.

…

A few hours after the war had started, Guia summoned most of the people within the level cap from his territory, even those who were just normal citizens and weren’t fighters at all.

They cared less about the sacrifice and more to just make this place suffer.

It was humiliating and they had never been pushed down like this before, but it made them all the more determined to take this place down!

Everywhere in the territory, the brave citizens fought to protect their homes. Some fought from the safety of their homes—whether it was shooting people from the balcony or stabbing through the windows—and it made passing through alleys and streets as a group a bit dangerous.

There were also plenty who had gone directly outside their houses to fight, especially those who lived far from the leaks. This was not their first war, so they knew what to do. If they saw some old teammates from the first war, then they’d group together to take care of their ’guests’.

They were not only protecting their homes and lifestyles, taking down the enemies also gave contribution points!

Angelo was tired from the previous wind fight and could only use his sword as he regenerated his mana. Most of the guards were in the areas of the leaks, and they made a sort of line to keep the enemies from getting too deep into the territory.

His teammates this time were the dark-skinned guard Joe and pale narrow-eyed Lee, who had grown to a good partnership in battles.

He and his teammates took down a few of the trespassers looking for places to hide. For the slaves, they simply knocked them unconscious when they could, but they weren’t above killing them if they had to.

However, at some point, another person came in while he and the others were dealing with another group.

Normally, he wouldn’t panic—it was just one person, after all—but then he saw a familiar girl with her body turned back from the main fight!

The enemy saw this and—wanting to vent his anger—ran to her, weapon raised high and ready to kill!

”Toktok!” he yelled, though because she was deaf she couldn’t hear him or the attacker behind her at all!

”Damnit!” he cursed, using a minor wind blade skill he learned, halting the enemy’s steps. The man gritted his teeth and turned his head in his direction. When he saw Angelo was also weaker than he was, he didn’t mind changing targets.

The slight breeze finally caught the girl’s attention and her eyes widened a bit to see someone so near her.

She blinked and flinched, but when she realized his attention was no longer on her, she immediately took out a weapon—a Class E bone dagger—and targeted the man’s ears!

Slash!

”AHHH!” the man let out a bloody scream. ”DAMN YOU!!”