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

A/N: Chapter dedicated to Castle-giver _Cardinal! Chapter Request: More Oslo please~!

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”OSLO! You—”

”I’m concentrating!” he yelled back, his arm movement increasing pace. It seemed like even the powerhouses had made a move, and they could feel the dome crack in some places.

”What’s going on?” he asked, hurriedly gulping down a mana potion. ”Why are you all so weak!?”

He asked this with particular emphasis on the last word, partnered with a disgusted look on his face.

If this was any other day, Obi would no doubt have grabbed him to wrestle. However, this was not any other day, so he was actually civil about it. ”They kicked us out—” he explained, gritting his teeth at the memory. ”And then they made us all drink Master Hoffen’s Weakening potion.”

Oslo only needed to hear that to know exactly what happened. ”How long until you can use mana?”

”Not long!” Otto said. ”Just a little more!”

Olga nodded. ”Hold on for a bit longer, brother!”

Oslo rolled his eyes. It wasn’t like he had any choice, right?

Anyway, he concentrated on the task at hand. He didn’t even dare think about his anger toward the Lord Bleumrick either. The focus was only one thing: Protecting his family!

He also used the concepts he learned in Alterra to create this shell. There, he learned that the dome was the best shape to fight against external forces. Just its shape alone could increase stability and reduce the effort on his part by a large amount.

At the same time, he would also create the temporary metal reinforcement—a mesh—run along its shell.

”What about Honda?” Hilda couldn’t help but ask, finally resting the shield. She had used it to guard a small section of their group, and it had already showed signs of cracking.

Just like her heart at the thought her son could possibly be here somewhere!

”Honda’s not with me—he is is in good hands,” he said/ ”Don’t worry about him—he will live well without us.”

Then he paused. ”Of course, let’s do our best to get back to him, yeah?”

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Outside, Vaza, Aswan, and others barraged the rounded shell. ”Use everything!” Vaza yelled, making a mental note in his mind. ”They could be recovering soon—does anyone of you want to see that?!”

At this, everyone started using skills to attack the dome. There were plenty of cracks forming every second, but somehow it would be filled up with new soil again.

There were even times when someone was using his fist—using his inherited skills—and he ended up hitting metal, causing his knuckles to break!

Vaza felt uneasy. With a high level came a decent intuition—though in most cases, many foreboding feelings were ignored by arrogance.

However, Vaza—despite having his own hubris—was still among the smarter ones.

He looked at the side, ”Did anyone call for the others?” he asked. Because they didn’t know exactly where the Golds would pass through, they naturally divided into teams.

Each team was more than capable of dealing with the Golds at their weakened states—or, at least, that was the assumption.

Aswan frowned and sneered. ”Do you want us to be laughingstocks?”

Vaza frowned. Of course, he knew they would be mocked for this. ”No, this is our mistake—we should’ve gone for the kill as soon as we saw them. But—”

It was around here that the dome cracked, and the people around it thought they finally broke through. They celebrated, attacking a few more times as if the next attack would hit their targets.

How wrong they were.

The dome completely crumbled at this time, and it was Vaza who saw the difference.

”Watch out!”

Rumble—

”GYAAHHHH!!!”

It was too late, because then they saw a burst of electricity exploding, surrounding a handful of men who weren’t able to back away in time.

”What—”

This was followed by several golden-haired men jumping into the crowd, taking advantage of the confusion.

Slash!

Bang!

CLANK!

”GAHH!!”

”Get them!”

”AHHH!”

This was Obi and Otto, who immediately made use of their elements to cause as much chaos as they could.

Obi, with his fire, burned several of the weaker ones, making them flurry about in escape. The moment they turned away from him, they became easy targets for his spear.

Not far away from him, Otto’s wind blew enemies to each other, causing them to tumble in imbalance. Like his brother, Otto took advantage of this to stab with his sword.

The enemies weren’t weak of course, and—after gathering themselves— they immediately lunged to make counterattacks. There were also those who specifically targeted the women and the injured, including the exhausted Oslo who was now lying down on the ground with Uncle Liu.

Olga appeared before a group, waving her sword. As if following its orders, a massive whip of water attacked her enemies. Some managed to avoid but many were hit, and she flexibly avoided attacks from those weaker than she was.

She waved her sword again, redirecting some attacks, and causing others to fall down.

”AHHH!”

She parried her sword, and the water snake followed, pushing some enemies back as well.

”GAHH!”

Many high-leveled elementalists actually didn’t use their weapons as much while they were using their elements. This was because the elements were usually more powerful than weapons. Anything below B-class was practically useless to them.

However, there were still many who preferred to use weapons in order to direct their elements better—like Olga.

Olga, Hilda, Gaia, Cyna, and the others continued to defend, and it gave time for Oslo to breathe and sit back up.

While sitting down, he started to create small craters or small plateaus underneath people’s feet. Because they came unexpectedly, almost everyone targeted would lose balance.

Even if it was just for a second or two—that was enough. It created a lot of openings for the women to make the killing shots.

Vaza and Aswan gaped, jaw clenched.

Despite the Gold family being the indisputable #1 family next to the Lord, each one of its members was actually quite low-key when it came to their prowess. With the exception of Obi, a guard, the rest of them were better known for other things.

For example, Orion was famous for his reputation and administrative skills, Otto for his business acumen, Oslo for his womanizing ways, and Olga for her… eccentricities as a woman.

However, now, they were enlightened of one fact: Each member of the Gold’s younger generation was not to be trifled with!

So this was the strength of Bleulle’s Top Family!