After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Althea vs Level 9 Beast
Althea’s solo fight with the intelligent level 9 monster naturally wasn’t as smooth.

Although the aborigines helped and discounted another one of the monsters’ legs, it was a level stronger than the Lord.

But what could they do, the Lord asked them to stay put unless real and lasting damage to any of them was about to happen.

The two of them could only watch the fights with bated breath.

Meanwhile, Althea chewed on her mana cookies as she swung her sword to weaken the thing. Eventually, her mana managed to recover enough to use a skill.

It was called Triple Shot, and she got it from one of her grinding sessions in the Training Hall.

[Triple Shot (D), -10 Mana!]

The Bellagio Bow let out an odd sheen, releasing three shots at the same time, congregating on a single sensitive shot. It was so strong that the monster was pushed back a by a feet or two.

ROAAARRR!!!

It roared in anger, lunging at Althea in rage. She avoided it with a smile, knowing the attack had successfully taken away a good portion of the monster’s life.

Meanwhile, the two aborigines gaped. Oslo couldn’t stop himself and manifested a large earth wall between them so they could ask.

“W-Was that the triple shot, my Lord?” It was Rowan who threw the question, and Oslo nodded as he looked at her.

“You’re an archer as well?”

“Yes?” She seems to have been using the bow and arrow since the beginning, right? “And put down this wall.”

What she didn’t know was that, even if the skill was a level D skill, it was an archer-exclusive one. That was to say, normal archers would never be able to use it.

“But… aren’t you a pharmacist?”

“Yes, and…?” She asked, “And like I said, put down the wall.”

How could she have known that, for some reason, indigenous people generally only have one.

Anyway, Oslo did eventually take down the wall and Althea avoided the monster’s maul by shifting her center of gravity, using the inertia to turn.

She managed to hit the monster’s eye. It did a minimal damage due to her lack of mana, but it was accurate enough to cause some damange, making it even angrier.

The two of them went to and fro like this and, although the monster’s life had been greatly discounted at this time, Althea still didn’t feel the momentum shifting completely to her direction either.

In fact, she felt the damage to her side was increasing. As time passed, her clothes got more and more torne and bloodied.

It was fortunate that her defense equipment was fabulous (especially with her Class A Underwear), otherwise she’d have teared up her layers of clothing—a sight that would make Garan want to stab the eyes of all men there.

Anyway, she still underestimated a monster a few levels higher than she was. Not to mention one with a bit of brain, so it always managed to get out of a pinch whenever she felt like she could get a good shot.

Unlike the others that attacked head on despite falling into disadvantage, this one knew when to back off and bide its time.

For instance, because half of its legs were painful, it wouldn’t attack when she was on his weak sides. It would just guard, ready to bite her head of if she dared to attack.

It had to be noted that, even with its legs in pain, it wasn’t slow and its bite was still just as strong.

The fight became stagnant and they just continued to send attacks and defend, attack and defend, and so on.

This went on until she lost her balance due to its strength and was almost mauled.

The monster’s feet were sucked into the ground before it could reach her, with her back supported by strong arms. It was Oslo, looking at her with a very worried look on his face.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Hmn, thanks,” she said she got out of his grasp and jumped back to the fight. Oslo could only sigh and watch as closely as he could, hopefully to help her avoid any more injuries.

The monster soon broke through the ground and the two stared off for a while. She looked at its three menacing fangs jutted from its massive upper body, angry, while her sword was high and ready to strike at an instant’s notice.

In a swift motion, the monster lunged forward and its fangs directed to eat her midsection. She dodged to the side, the monster’s momentum carried it past her and she quickly turned.

Using it’s blind side, she took advantage of its distraction to stab the nearest weakspot: Its butthole.

Hehe

And also, ew.

It screamed and jumped in pain. She ran father and it rushed to her with a painful limp. Unfortunately she too wasn’t any less bloodied, but she gritted her teeth and tried to outrun the damned thing.

The berserk monster pretty much teleported to her, mouth open to eat her whole.

She jumped back to increase the distance between them, even at the expense of hurting her back a bit. With a deep breath, she took out the Bellagio for a final shot, and she felt time slow down a bit due to the extreme adrenaline.

At this moment, she took the shot.

Swish!

But she saw its angle was skewed and knew for sure that she aimed incorrectly. Her heart skipped a beat and it felt like she was floating in mid-air at that moment.

She could see Oslo run to catch her from her peripheral vision but her eyes were fixed on the arrow that was about to pass the monster.

It felt like time ran so slow that the short distance the arrow travelled felt extremely long.

Then… the arrow’s path suddenly curved a little and hit it straight through the monster’s mouth and to its brain.

[Killed! Sansha (Lv9): +250 Experience, +250 Copper!]

[Learned! Curved Shot (C): Shoot with variance of up to 1.5m radius, +20% attack. Mana: 30 Mana]

[Learned! Mana Reduction (C),Passive skill, reduce mana consumption by half for a period of 1 minute. CD: 50 minutes.]

2 skills? And both C-class!!

“Are you alright, milord?” Oslo whispered rashly, holding her with shaking arms, only belatedly realizing she had been caught from falling to the ground.

But her legs gave way and so Oslo completely held her weight. “Thank you,” she said, realizing she could barely move.

She checked on her stats and realized how low her life and spirit was. She quickly took her medicine and sighed, watching so many of the guards team up against each one. Although they were finishing up, it could be seen by how they were struggling to hold their weapons that it was an extremely hard fight.

“So much work for such a small mob…” She mumbled, standing up after feeling some energy return to her. Oslo’s azure eyes traced over his arm that had held her warmth, before shifting to look at her.

He heaved a sigh and walked over, leaning down a bit so their eyes were leveled. He looked at her warmly.

“You shouldn’t feel too much pressure,” he told her, “The levelling within the territory is already very fast. To be honest, I have never seen anything like it.”

Althea blinked and looked at him, slightly apprehensive and obviously wondering if he was just trying to comfort her. “Really?”

“Hmn,” he nodded, “Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, milord. You’re already doing marvellously.”

She smiled, “Thank you for saying so, Oslo,” she said, with a particularly bright smile made even more colorful by her relief. Oslo looked on in a daze, even when she had already walked past him.

Ansel, who had also ran to her saw the whole thing and sighed.

Now he just pitied this dude.