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

A/N: On a side note, what do you really think about how the ML and FL’s relationship came to be? xD Recently I’ve been receiving comments about how it’s weird they were adopted together.

The more I heard it, the more I’m convinced lololol. Sadly I have no time to look through the whole book, but if someone can point me to a ’questionable’ chapter/paragraph or arc, do tell me so I can maybe reword/modify it a bit, I’d be so thankful. T_T

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While Obi and Otto entered the enemy lines to destroy their line-up, Orion studied the entire setting, eyes fixed on the strongmen and the elementalists.

Orion’s reddish brown eyes gleamed with calm and intensity, his hands sparked as lightning cracked at his fingertips.

”Let’s take down those old men first,” Zaol said, his large spear pointing at the enemies. ”I will lead the way.”

He was referring to Aswan and Vaza, who were still—no doubt thinking of who to attack first.

Old men like that didn’t want to get hurt. Although their levels were high, they had increasingly brittle bodies that came with age and lifestyle. This applied particularly to people who had always depended on aether stones to level up.

It was a fact that it was very dangerous to fight against strong monsters, and very few people actually bothered with them. For people who had access to the alternative—the aether crystal—risking one’s life for a bit of experience was usually not even considered anymore.

However, for those who had wholly depended on aether stones, their physiques could not keep up with the aether their level required. This created a strain on their bodies, causing them to be… brittle, in a sense.

Those people needed to level up to gain more lifespan—usually in a hurry—and that came at a cost.

Anyway, this meant that Vaza and Aswan were understandably careful on who to fight with.

Even if they had better equipment and conditions, they would not dare fight head-on if they had a choice.

They probably came here expecting this mission to be easy. After all, they even brought some of their elementalist guards with them. They likely thought they’d just watch the demise of people they hated—not to lift a hand themselves.

Zaol was pretty certain it had been years since they had done so.

Now that their men had their hands full, they would have no choice. However, they would definitely choose someone weak or distracted to attack—to literally stab them at the back.

On cue, Otto and Obi—who were handling three to four people at a time—turned at an angle, inadvertently exposing their backs to the enemy.

The two bastards lunged forward to attack them, but how could Zaol let them hurt his children any more than they already had!?

Unlike the others, the weakened Zaol did not completely depend on aether crystals. While he had used his share of the resource, he made sure not to have an ’empty’ strength. His position made it too dangerous to be like that.

He had, in fact, used a lot of his wealth to hire Class A or Class B mercenaries to protect him when hunting down monsters that could give him experience.

Further, he was not an elementalist anyway, and he could fight well without using skills, so he was not in a deep disadvantage at this time. As long as his children could sufficiently create openings, he would take advantage of each one!

As soon as his father moved towards their enemies, Orion’s hands sparked with a large electrical current.

It elongated into the shape of an eel, and he directed it to the crowd in front of him—exactly at the spot where the enemies were passing through, hitting two birds with one stone.

”AHHH!”

”GAHH!”

Some of the mob yelled, while Vaza and Aswan were forced to jump back. They quickly shifted position a second later as their instincts flared.

They barely avoided a sharp edge—Aswan even got nibbed at the face—and they gasped when they saw it was Zaol!

They quickly shifted their attacks to target the old man—who was definitely still weakened. If he wasn’t next to Orion before, they would’ve definitely targeted him.

Speaking of Orion—

Crackle

A line of sparks headed their way, hitting Vaza. ”AHH!” he yelled. It didn’t cause him much damage, but it was definitely painful.

It was enough to distract him, letting Zaol take a stab at him!

Fortunately, he was wearing a lot of defensive equipment that had yet to receive a single point of damage—until now, anyway—so he didn’t even get injured.

Zaol was unaffected by this and he did not pause his barrage of attacks. Defense equipment wasn’t impenetrable, after all, he just had to cause enough damage for it to crack.

Of course, without skills or elements, that could take forever. However, although he failed to cause any damage, he did successfully keep the two at bay, letting his children and their servants finish off most of the people left behind.

For instance, Orion—all while busy defending against his own attackers—would throw an occasional electric ball to Vaza or Aswan whenever they were close to hitting his father. At the same time, he watched over everyone, protecting their backs as needed.

For instance, one of the stronger fire users managed to kick Obi down after teaming up with a swordsman and an earth user. Orion quickly put his hands together and when they parted again there was a strong line of voltage passing through.

Barely avoiding the stabs of his own enemies, he threw this electric force to the side, targeting the fire user before he could hurt his brother.

Sadly, the bastard was quick enough to avoid it—though not without pushing someone else in front of him.

”AHHHHHH!!!”

The fire user left Obi to his teammates and immediately lunged at him. Orion let his electric snake create a barrier around him, avoiding the fireballs thrown at him.

Vaza saw the fire user—one of his strongest—attempt to fight against Orion on his own.

Too arrogant!

The rare electric ability was among the strongest for a reason!!

Despite the Gold’s weaknesses and prior injuries, he knew that if this lasted any longer, they would only lose—he could feel it!

”YOU!” Vaza yelled, ”Don’t attack! CALL THEM!”

The fire user stopped and shifted directions in a blink of an eye. He climbed a tree and jumped from branch to branch.

Orion wanted to go after him when he heard his wife’s scream and realized that the remaining men had focused on this side instead.

His wife, Uncle Liu, Oslo, and his mother were surrounded by enemies and Orion had no choice but to ignore the fire user who ran away.

He had to use much of his remaining mana to deal with the spearman and swordsmen he was going against, so that he could run to his endangered family member.

While he was on his way there, however—

WHOOSHHH!

He lifted his head to see a long burst of fire that exploded vertically—no doubt serving as a signal for the others.

His stomach tumbled. They could defeat their current enemies if they were given enough time, but having to fight another team on top of that would be impossible with their current states!

Damned Bleumrick!