After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Bloody Lesson (Part 2)
As Sammy held the front line against Sin, the atmosphere crackled with tension. However, Sammy didn’t feel too scared as there were others supporting him from behind.

Minko, the water archer, also shot from behind. He used his inherited skill called Aqua Burst. It was a very good skill using pressurized water that burst on impact.

However, Sin’s body skill was still in effect and it only annoyed the man, throwing some destroyed stones to poor Minko. Brandon was quick to shield him, fortunately, and even threw back the stone.

Still to no avail, of course.

But when he noticed there was no effect, Minko shifted his shots to the woman who was currently being dealt with by Gill.

“Tsk!” the woman yelled as he felt his hits burn a bit. It successfully distracted the woman and—with Gill sending a flurry of well-timed attacks—was forced to step back to Plaridel’s firewall.

Whether or not it had an effect, Minko didn’t notice because the same rock thrown before was thrown at them again.

Chris and the curly-haired Ben was facing the relentless attacks of the speedster. While Ben continuously sent his sharp waterblocks, Chris was not idle with his own attacks.

Using his wind-infused sword, he extended its sharpness in unexpected times, almost hitting the man. His attacks were inherently not very strong, but he had excellent control, and soon the quantity of scratches got many enough to actually hurt.

When Foo realized this, his eyes turned red and his attacks went wilder.

Leo used his wood elements to distract him while he slashed his sword. Using his element, he skillfully danced around his foes. Meanwhile, Plaridel set firewalls behind them to burn when the enemies were being pushed back.

“Bastards!” Foo furious yell reverberated as he swung his weapon wildly at the soldiers. He was very quick and Leo only narrowly avoided a major blow when Reuben—the water swordsman with a bald head—successfully intercepted the attack.

He waved his weapon with grace, pushing him back. It gave time for Leo and the others to gather themselves and he immediatley returned to his own fight with the earth elementalist old man.

At this time, the old man—an earth swordsman—grappled with the formidable old man. The others with him were struggling to get up, and he was soon at the end of the line himself.

Percy turned his body and quickly pushed himself back farther with his ability as a new spear came his way.

Sharp thorns emerged from the spear, attacking him, but he manifested earth around him, blocking all attacks.

“Tsk,” Leo mumbled, taking a shot while his own enemy was distracted. At this time Ryan, the fire shieldsman, joined Ben and Chris. Specifically, Chris, who was being targeted by the enemy Flash.

However, the enemies this time were not normal. Not only were they true fighters, they also had inheritances from their clans and masters.

Valeria, after all this time, was barely damaged—all of the damage on her was by Gill, who was now running out of mana. Gill pushed her further back to Plaridel’s shield.

Unlike the damage to Foo, however, a shield made of fire exploded and surrounded her, eating up Plaridel’s in the process.

It was like a little campfire went against a flamethrower.

However, while surprised, the soldiers quickly gathered themselves. Instead, they were fired up and their attacks leveled up, actually pushing the aborigines a bit.

For instance, more and more attacks managed to graze Foo, and Gill had gotten used to her movements and was damaging her further.

However, the momentum didn’t last long because large earth walls guarded the two—and it wasn’t just an earth wall. It was Percy’s earth upgraded skill, that could temporarily harden his stone to bedrock. “This is my clan’s secret technique: Supreme Harden.”

“Damn it!” The Terrans yelled, but they didn’t stop their attacks, improving even in the harshest conditions.

However, the gap was there and the three enemies were successful in managing to defend against the nearly twenty soldiers from Terran. Soon, half were rendered unconscious.

Vanessa, defended by Santos, another earth sword warrior, also showed her archery skills with grace, supporting from behind when she wasn’t doing first aid.

However, despite her busy schedule, her eyes couldn’t help but stare at the handsome man who had his feet on the captain.

Her heart broke for the captain but, at the same time, she couldn’t help but admire the other man as well.

At this time, Silas narrowed his eyes at the ongoing scuffle as he stood on the side, easily deflecting attacks that came their way with his electricity. “Your team isn’t bad.” He said, looking down at the man under his feet.

His eyebrows rose when he saw the man already calm and collected, abruptly turning his body and facing the floor. The man’s strong arm then lifted his whole weight, kicking Silas off of him in the process.

Using his elbow, the man suddenly turned his body to swipe a kick in Silas’ direction. A sharp glint on his legs indicated a scythe-like blade connected to his feet, extending his reach.

Silas managed to avoid the kick with a small nick and the hem of his clothing ripped apart.

Granted, he only used level C clothing now because he didn’t think he’d need to dirty his higher-level equipment, but still…

Anyway, Silas looked at the man, now standing upright.

Silas watched in interest as Garan manifested a metallic rod beside him. It was not big, basically only a small spike that did nothing. But to his surprise, Garan just left it around him.

The ebony-haired man manifested ice again. They were just as usual, which was a bit of a disappointment. Silas avoided them easily, throwing some electric sparks in response.

To his surprise, his attack was directed to the metal, as if naturally attracted to it.

Silas’ eyebrows rose. He didn’t know metal could be used against him like this. He frowned, but was also a bit intrigued.

The demeaning look in his eyes slightly paled, and he looked at his opponent with increasing interest. A snake made of electricity surrounded him, and it combined with light-colored fire.

Garan’s jaw tensed and he stood guardedly, though without any showy display of his elements.

Silas almost chuckled at this, knowing the other man’s mana had to be rationed very well.

“It’s our turn now,” he said, his elements crackling around him, increasing the tension in the air.

Garan, stoic as always, only adopted a defensive position, raising his arm and ready to attack in an instant. “Come.”