After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Capture (Part 2)
This went on for hours on end. There were piles and piles of corpses on the ground, adding layer after layer as time went on.

Especially the goblins who, if no longer moving, would most definitely be dead.

Although some teams did try capturing goblins, the little things went insane when they realized their plans. The goblins’ suicidal attacks went wilder, resolute to die than be captured.

Who could blame them? Living as a slave was indeed a life worse than death.

But… the Terrans couldn’t exactly announce they were there to save them, right?

It was this point, along with the stark contrast amongst human corpses, that alerted Garan. Some only had a lethal wound or two, while the others were completely unrecognizable—butchered, skinned, or anything similarly gruesome.

It was one thing to succumb (well, relatively) when caught, but the attack style seemed a bit different.

He noticed that goblins killed most people quickly when they could. But there were certain people who were particularly miserable.

For example, there were people like the slave drivers who died a very gruesome death. Their eyes were poked and their bodies stabbed thousands of times. From their faces plastered with expressions of agony, he could tell they suffered a lot while breathing before finally given the luxury of dying.

For instance, the man who whipped the old goblin and went after the escapee was particularly horrid-looking. His body was dismembered, the bones and sinew visible from their angle.

Luis vomited, some splatter landed on Gill’s shoes.

“Shame.” Gill frowned in disgust, resuming the task at hand.

They also noticed that the goblins didn’t seem to have much aggressiveness for them, bypassing them directly increasingly often.

This did not affect their progress though, if anything it accelerated their progress. It could be said a good part of the attackers were caught by them.

It was just that their ropes and medicine were running out, and it was estimated they would have to stop soon, lest they lost everything instead.

Not long after they heard a wave of screams coming inside in territory. Many of the humans around looked at each other in puzzlement.

“What’s going on?!”

The yells got louder and more pronounced and many people outside who weren’t dealing with goblins ran to the gate to see what the heck was going on.

As if hearing their questions, the screams became louder and more lucid, and they soon had an idea what was going on inside the walls.

“GOBLINS!”

“The slaves! They’ve escaped!!!”

Curious, a couple of wind users lifted themselves up to the battlement, seeing the chaos within.

Apparently, the newly-caught hundreds of goblin slaves inside had somehow escaped from imprisonment.

They were now fighting with the main force within the walls, increasing the chaos, taking another set of human lives.

Over half of the forces had now gone outside the walls. No one expected an attack from the inside.

“KILL THEM!!”

“Don’t let them deeper into the territory!”

If these green rats managed to get to the mines and set the thousands of goblin slaves inside free, then they would really be in trouble.

Could things get any worse?

As if hearing their question, the ground near the gates suddenly shook, and so did their hearts.

BOOM!

BOOMM!!

While the interior of the village was in chaos, the people from outside suddenly started yelling in shock and despair. “The goblins had a dwarven weapon!”

“What?!”

“What the heck is going on?!”

“Why are they so crazy?!”

They hadn’t fully absorbed what they were hearing yet when another earthquake shook the area. A lot of people near the walls lost their footing, some even fell from the battlements.

The people turned their heads to the direction of the explosion to see that the gate was destroyed!

The people ran to where the major damage was, weapons up, only to see a ten-meter large weapon rolling, crushing everything in its path.

It was a heavy weapon that had a tube attached to it. Large rocks came out of it, like the catapults from the cities, but more powerful and quicker to recharge.

Soon it reached the wall, hitting it incessantly, eventually cracking it.

The weapon dealt massive damage to the territory, hitting dozens and dozens of humans, crushing them to death with the rocks as large as a person.

It did not take long for that section of the level 3 wall to fall down.

People’s hearts dropped to the bottom. One must know that during Territory Wars, territories could not do any sort of construction at all!

They could only watch helplessly as the thousands of bloodthirsty suicidal goblins entered the territory, consuming every human being in their path.

While this was ongoing, a group of goblins—the slaves from before—happened to cross paths with them. There were only a handful of them left, but they all had that fighting spirit in their eyes.

The soldiers looked at each other. And they nodded at the same time.

While there was chaos and the sound of killing around them, the Terran elementalists summoned their powers to deal with the goblins—an overkill, but it was because they wanted this done quickly without hurting anyone (or any goblin, for that matter).

They happened to have one last batch of capture weapons remaining. Just right.

…

Soon, the machine rolled inside to shoot at other bulks of people, crushing more people.

A lot of people tried to deal with it, only to be crushed by its stone wheels. However, when the people nearby were losing hope, their lord appeared like the powerful hero he was in his mind.

Barton appeared, jumping from manifested rock to another, and with a large boulder directly killed a group of goblins. It also blocked the attacking mechanism of the weapon, allowing the people to deal with it.

“It’s gone! It was a consumable! That was their last hit! Kill them all!!” He yelled, and he did his best to counter attack, really not expecting he had to make a move himself.

As such, as valiant as the goblins were, and how well they fought this time, it took only an hour for the tide to completely shift to the humans.

The goblins, more and more, could only wait to be slaughtered. But they did not give up, they continued to fight, without showing an inch of fear.

However, what was crazy was that even if they were losing… there was no sign of them trying to escape at all.

It was as if they were determined to die there, and the Terrans could only sigh in pity.

There was only so much they could do, and they had already reached their limits.

Garan’s deep blue eyes followed the massacre that came after, heart heavy.

He could only hope… that their future wars wouldn’t be so bloody.