After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 527

Chapter 527: War Begins (Part 1)
Altera. The next morning.

In contrast to the people of Fargo’s decided lack of sleep, the citizens of Altera were full of energy. They were woken up early by a gentle bell and everyone assumed that there was a beast tide coming and it was big enough to alert everyone.

However, while they were easing awake, a new announcement sounded in their heads.

[Altera Village will be attacking Fargo Village in 6 hours. Please prepare well for an important battle!]

The citizens: !!!!

So, at this time—a little over five hours later—the territory was bustling with activity, a mix of tension and excitement abound.

After a good night’s rest and ample time to prepare, the attacking party was prepared in terms of tools, equipment, and overall energy.

Other than the announcement, the contribution points were also announced, enticing more people to join in.

In fact, Alterans lived a good enough life to willingly join a war with a smile, even if there was a bit of apprehension. The need to contribute, get contribution points, or explore ‘another realm’ were all very common reasons for those who decided to join.

Of course, the level requirement was that they could not be lower than level 6 and must have full equipment and with a ready amount of potions, weapons, and secondary weapons as well. They would also be paying for their own ‘fare’ in the teleportation array.

This one, no one minded at all. Everyone wanted to try being teleported at least a few times! Who didn’t dream of experiencing that kind of magic before?

They were also asked to vow not to betray Altera before they were allowed to join in.

Of course, with all these conditions, the contribution points were naturally not low either. At the least, just joining would earn 500 contribution points, reaching the requirement of breaching the main territory would give another 1500.

Further, the territory sent ‘prizes’ towards relevant enemies, with a party sharing the points if they worked together for the kill.

Fargo himself could take a whooping 10,000 contribution points by virtue of the high risks. The aborigines with high levels would get 8000 contribution points, while Fargo’s Terran men would get 2000-5000 points depending on level.

Altera also tried its best to prepare not only its guards, but also its citizens.

For instance, there was a major sale for equipment, weapons, healing potions, and the like for those who registered to join in. Team leads were also given vials of Beast Repelling Potions, aether letters, and the like.

During the past few days, Althea had also managed to hire 3 aborigines. One was a weaponsmith named Kia, who was immediately sent to Brenda and Troy after she signed her conditional bond to Altera.

The two were guards, though not elementalists. They came by the name of Tanod and Tambai, a level 13 swordsman and a level 14 spearman, respectively. They were hired a day apart, but interestingly they knew each other.

And then there were new-minted guards from their first aborigine group—the former Mauin Villagers. It was led by a man named Mauru, who was already the peak of Level 13.

Compared to the others, they had a lot more experience in wars. They were also the most serious ones. After all, they had nothing when they got here. Getting those contribution points would elevate their and their families’ lives!

Finally, the Elders also highlighted the dangers of going, as well as the advantages of doing so.

That was to say, while there would be risks, not going was an almost guaranteed way to be left behind in terms of strength and resources.

Anyway, the hundreds of people gathered in the plaza, waiting for the fateful announcement with mixed emotions.

[The war between Altera Village (Lv3) and Fargo Village (Lv3) has begun! Teleportation array activated and will close on 27:59:59]

The bell rang and there was silence for a while as they determined the location of the array. Soon, a battlement guard shouted, “The array is here!”

It appeared not too far from the eastern gate. At his announcement, many people—-even those not joining the war—scuttled outside to see the magic sight.

And it was indeed a magical sight. Even Althea’s eyes sparkled as she looked at it.

The entire array was a giant, more complex, version of the one in the village center. It was around 50 meters in diameter, moving slowly in a clockwise direction.

More magically, instead of chalk-like marks, the lines were composed of millions of luminescent powder similar to what their holographic screens were made of.

Althea looked at the array in front of her, her emerald eyes tracing over it, trying to imprint it into memory.

“Would they be able to determine where the teleportation array would appear?” She asked Brenda, one of the people who would be staying in the territory.

If so, would they be able to prepare for their arrival? The thought of teleporting only to be met with a rain of arrows irked her very much.

This made Brenda blink, the thought never occurring to her at all. “Not to my knowledge, no.”

Althea looked on in thought, studying the patterns, the similarities, and the energy flow in whatever capability she had. There was definitely a pattern they could predict here, somewhere.

If there was a way to calculate—

It was just that, even if it was possible, it would be hard to do by herself.

She should really form a Mathematician Team. And maybe get a computer as well—

“Miss Althea?”

“Oh, yes…” Althea mumbled, pushing this curiosity to the back of her mind. She had a war to finish, first!

Anyway, the group surrounded the array, waiting for the leaders to enter as instructed.

Althea moved forward along with Luis and the others, her emerald eyes observing the people preparing to go to war. Those beyond the level cap weren’t allowed to enter the array, so the high-level people participating—including Oslo—had already left.

So on this side of the array, Althea and Luis—along with Gochi and the new guard aborigines—led the teams as they were the strongest there.

There were hundreds of them going, around a quarter of the total population of Altera.

“This should be enough,”

Brenda and Betty nodded. In wars, there was naturally a minimum amount of forces that went through—otherwise, what if it was only a small group of individuals highly skilled in stealth?

Would the war be over once they got inside the main walls? Of course not.

The requirement was not extremely clear, but the ballpark was the amount that would trigger an automatic war in the first place.

Her emerald eyes shifted to the rest of the attackers, specifically the non-Alterans.

A lot of these people were from Bright, and understandably so. They had a lot of people who were taken as slaves—some were friends and even family. However, even those who didn’t have relatives also joined in for the sake of vengeance.

Micheal and Juno were even given a team, assigned with their own tasks.

She looked back at her own people seeing her off. There was her team, including Winona, and then—of course—her children who were in their strollers.

Their eyes were red and their noses were leaking snot and she sighed, walking towards them. She leaned down to give their soft faces a long smooch.

“I’ll be back, my babies,” she said, giving them a few more kisses for good measure.

“Mwamhmmm…”

“Gogghmmmm…”

Their eyes were rounded and lined with tears, breaking her heart.

She immediately turned back at the sight, however, refusing to turn back again at her babies’ mumblings and sobs. If she did, it was estimated she’d take a long time to go—which would be dangerous for the entire territory.

She looked at Luis who was the main lead beside her and nodded, heading towards the ethereal pattern floating on the ground.

“Let’s go!”