After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 743

Chapter 743: Blockage
Baltimore looked at his people pouring in with an evil glint in his eyes. He further reinforced the pathway with much of his remaining mana, making sure the various attempts to take it down wouldn’t succeed.

But then he felt danger approaching and he immediately jumped down. He felt that the danger wasn’t over and he immediately raised the soil below him to block it.

BANG!

He watched with wide eyes as the sharp ice went past the wall and was stopped just an inch away from his face.

It vibrated and he could tell more force was put so it’d continue to stab. By instinct, he rotated the earth so the spike pointed away from him—and he did so just in time before it stabbed deeper.

Slash!

FLOP!

He turned to see one of his men fall beside him, skewered by a large piece of ice that was meant for him.

This person was a level 16, and he was killed with a single ice spike.

Baltimore clicked his tongue and sent a sharp glare in the direction of the intruders.

It was Garan and beside him was a tall man with silver hair. The latter was unfamiliar, but Baltimore knew he was strong.

When the silver-haired man jumped down to block a few of his cronies—all of whom were all past level 20—by himself, it confirmed his supposition.

Could they really have the backing of a city?

But that didn’t matter—this place will be his!

“You,” Baltimore heaved a deep breath, looking coolly at Garan, who was standing there ready to block him. “I’m impressed. We have never encountered such trouble before.”

He took a deep breath, settling his anger, as if turning it into a sharp edge directed at Garan. “You even made me move…”

Garan only looked at him, not bothering to give him a response.

Not long ago, this guy was still respectful!

Baltimore sneered and looked at the useless slaves either trying to climb up the bridge or trying to scratch the walls with their fingers.

Baltimore’s dark eyes looked and thought. Seeing that the Territory invested so much money in making such rules for the sentries to follow, it could be seen where their weakness lay.

They had soft hearts.

So, he sent an order to the slaves on the ground. “Attack them.”

Garan wasn’t shaken. He simply jumped down and waved his arms around. A circular shield of floating ice surrounded him. With a move it expanded, pushing the slaves out, giving them hundreds of square meters area to fight in.

Garan looked at him without any respect that he should have, irking him. “To think a level 30 elementalists would get behind weak slaves.”

Normally, Baltimore wouldn’t let such taunts get to him. However, it so happened that Garan and his territory had been causing him trouble everywhere.

His pride was hit and he didn’t bother using the slaves anymore. His feet stomped on the ground, and large boulders floated around him, swiftly flying towards Garan.

Garan lunged forward using a ramp of ice to heighten his bearing, launching himself towards Baltimore with surprising speed. On his hand was his extendable sword made of his own ice element, while Baltimore—whose eyes fixed on Garan—waved his spear to meet his attack.

CLACK!

The blades gleamed, showing their sharpness and teasing the damage it could do if hit. The skirmish unfolded in a blur of motion, with both parties attacking the other relentlessly.

Baltimore was sweating heavily and so was Garan, but the longer it lasted the more the former lost his cool. He summoned sharp spikes of earth around him, throwing them one after the other to Garan. He did not even care if it hit any of his people by accident.

Garan jumped over a rock and kicked the other one back to him, which he avoided by having to use his ability. “TSK!” He tutted, continuously barraging the man with a shower of his earth spikes.

At the very least, he should have the advantage of more mana by virtue of his level!

Ice surrounded Garan’s body and created a wall in front of him. Baltimore’s eyebrows frowned. Did this man not care for his mana? Or did they somehow get ahold of mana potions? The last time they checked, it didn’t have some yet.

However, the ruling party could’ve hidden it, so he didn’t dare assume. He took this chance to drink a low-level mana potion for himself, ensuring he was in top shape for the next round.

They took this chance for a quick breather. There was silence between them for a few moments, punctuated by the various battles that went on around them.

Baltimore floated rocks around him, immediately directing them to smash Garan’s wall of ice. The many projectiles hit it with a thunderous clash, and ice shards exploded everywhere in response.

There was no one behind the wall, and a flicker of realization crossed Baltimore’s face.

He immediately moved by instinct, but it was too late. Garan suddenly appeared behind him, and the shards from the broken wall flew toward their direction. There were many, coming from different angles. Baltimore was unable to avoid everyone, causing his arm to be nicked.

“Impressive. Using your element to this extent,” Baltimore said. His words were complimentary, but tone venomous.

It usually took years to master an element to this degree. What is he?

“You people got strong very quickly,” he said, as he sent more boulders in Garan’s direction, drinking a health potion while he was distracted.

He wasn’t able to finish it as yet another ice spike headed his way, forcing him to let go of the expensive bottle.

He cursed, waving his spear as his mana recovered.

Clack!

Clank!

They exchanged blows, with his spear against Garan’s weapon that was made entirely of his ice.

The more blows they exchanged, the more Baltimore’s stomach dropped.

How long has it been? Not long ago, they were several levels lower than this. Even he couldn’t replace a Class D weapon with his element, let alone a Class C one. Yet this man’s ice sword remained intact while his Class C spear was losing durability.

More importantly, he was several levels higher than Garan, yet he was being pushed like this!

This potential—it was too high! This man absolutely cannot live!