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

Somehow, Feller’s extreme fire didn’t seem to have much effect at all. At best, the ground around Garan was a little wet, likely because he covered himself with ice melted down by the fire that used up Feller’s remaining mana!

Similarly, all of Vara’s spikes were at the side, nary a drop of blood!

”Impossible!” Feller yelled. This is below level 30?!

How!? How was it that there was no damage at all!

This definitely had to do with the extreme quality of the element, but neither of them had heard of anything like it—at least not with such level discrepancy! Even those tools they had heard of shouldn’t have an effect like this!

Even those with superior elements should not be so immune to the attacks of elementalists, especially not ones with a much higher level!

”No… this is not possible,” Feller said, in denial. His eyes fixed on the pool underneath Garan though. ”No, the ice melted! So I can continue doing it!”

”He hasn’t moved yet either,” Vara said. ”It must be his limitation!”

He looked at Garan’s eyes, which seemed to be blank. His eyes seemed to have an unnatural luminescence, but at the same time, it gave the impression that no thought was running.

Vara’s eyes were already red by this time and he didn’t have the time to gape like Feller did. Metal elements consumed more mana than others, but now he had to push himself beyond his limits.

Similarly, Feller gulped down his remaining mana potion, and the two of them headed straight at him for their final attacks.

Before this war, neither one thought they’d ever team up with the other at all. It was humiliating, but they comforted themselves by convincing themselves that Garan did something unnatural, and they had something to gain from this fight!

The two barraged him with their skills, some of which they hadn’t used in a while.

BANG!

SLAM!

BOOM!

They noticed how the ice he created to shield himself would crack at a single one of their specialized shots. This made them think that if they moved fast enough, they’d be able to break through, hopefully causing the man’s entire defense to crumble down.

Vara quickly created a large metal spike originating from below Garan, with Ferrel once again unleashing higher-temperature fire straight at Garan.

This combination finally made Garan move from his spot, their barrage putting him on the defense.

It seemed like Vara’s theory—that Garan staying still had a lot to do with the power he could summon at a time—was correct.

This gave them some confidence—something they desperately needed.

”I will kill you! And then your woman!” Vara screamed as he laughed, thinking of how he’d get this man’s power and that woman as well. 1

However, a sudden force came out of Garan’s body, and suddenly sharp spikes of ice appeared all over, some of which from the interior of the sphere, skewering the two.

”Khhh—khhhhk—”

The two’s eyes were wide as they felt several ice spears go through their remaining defenses, skewering them both from different angles. The worst was a spike throw Vara’s neck, and the spike that passed between Feller’s spine.

When the two men fell, an announcement resounded in Althea’s head at the same time.

[Congratulations ! Alterra Town (Lv1) has defeated Basset Town (Lv1!)]

[Gained! 52100 Population]

[Gained 11211 Gold, 213200 Silver, 923991 Copper]

Althea barely even noticed this. Her eyes were fixed at the large sphere that slowly started to show cracks.

Skreee

Chrrk

Crack!

It broke off from above. At first they panicked, thinking the falling ice could be dangerous, especially for those inside. However, the ice dissipated and by the time it reached the ground, it was more like heavy snow than actual ice.

When the entire sphere collapsed, it created a sort of cold fog around.

At the same time, everyone felt a heavy pressure surround them and they were afraid something was happening.

The stronger ones like Oslo and Gaia immediately moved forward to see what had happened, and all of them had their weapons out in case there were still enemies they had to defeat.

However, when the icy smoke completely dispersed, they only saw Garan standing, the bodies of his enemies laying lifeless around him.

Everyone immediately gathered around to Garan. Oslo was one of the first there and he tried to touch Garan’s arms. He yelped and stepped back, feeling a minor frostbite on his palm.

Seeing Oslo like this made everyone pause their approach, especially the non-elementalists and those with levels lower than Oslo.

Althea’s eyebrows furrowed and she unconsciously used the Eye as she ran over to her husband.

Her feet paused at what she saw, however.

Her husband seemed to be… steaming with aether.

”What…”

But she also knew this was not the time to be gaping.

Althea immediately shook her head and stepped forward to take control of the situation, no matter how dizzy with worry she was.

She didn’t know what was happening to her husband, but she’d make sure he’d get out of this unscathed!

…

The medical team erected a temporary clinic in the area for Garan.

Most were afraid of touching him, and they were afraid he’d explode with power again and put the lives of the patients in the hospital in danger, so here they were.

However, a lot of specialists and aborigines had arrived to see and to help him somehow, but none of them had seen anything like it.

More importantly, everyone felt heavy as they approached his vicinity—and it wasn’t just psychological.

There was no one below level 10 who could approach the clinic, while those near that level struggled to walk straight.

Sheila and Betty tried to heal him, but it just felt like all their mana was being absorbed. This was not even including the energy required for them to keep their composure under the deep, cold, pressure emanating from Garan.

They were pale and weak and Althea knew she should stop them, but at the same time she couldn’t bear to. Ansel sighed, patting her shoulder before walking over to the two healers.

Although his level was a little higher, his steps felt heavy, and he was shivering either from the cold or something else. ”You can stop now,” he said, making the two flinch.

They turned to look at him, and then to Althea, whose eyes were red and shoulders tense in worry.

Althea felt their stare, knowing they were waiting for her signal. She pursed her lips before reluctantly nodding.

”You… you still have a lot of patients in the hospital,” she paused, obviously a bit unwilling to let them stop, but fortunately managed to maintain some logic. ”Otherwise, we’d just waste your energy.”

Although her rationality knew it was no use for them to keep spending mana on what felt like a black hole, she couldn’t feel comfortable that nothing would be done.

In the end, she extended her hand to touch him.

”Athea!” Ansel yelled, gasping. The last time people tried to hold him directly, they got injured.

Those below level 20 even had their hands frozen. Fortunately, they were treated quick enough, otherwise some of them could have lost their hands.

To their surprise, Althea seemed unaffected. Their shoulders slumped in relief, but their minds filled with confusion.

Althea didn’t really care now. She was just glad she could hold her husband.

She sat down next to him and raised their intertwined hands, resting her forehead against them.

Please wake up soon, Husband.