After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 545

Fargo’s sharp eyes looked at the Alterans who were taking full advantage of the ’terrain’ and located in easily defensive spots. Even those on the roof only had to step back to avoid the projectiles.

His eyes twitched. He didn’t think housing density would be used against him.

In contrast to the Alterans, the beasts were well outside. It so happened that they had entered a plaza area he built around the inner walls to show ’exclusivity’ in contrast to the extremely dense outer walls—a good portion of which were shanties.

Of course, to say the Plaza was large was an exaggeration—it was probably only a lot or two big—but it gave his side a clear vantage point of the two beasts, rather than them squeezing into a street and shooting blindly in front.

"Attack them," he said to the newcomers, pointing at the beasts as if he didn’t see how strong they were.

However, he didn’t believe these things were invincible at all! Otherwise, they wouldn’t be allowed to participate in this war in the first place!!

Further, Fargo didn’t know if they could become slaves once they won Altera, but he couldn’t allow these beasts to be moving and culling his people.

At this, all attacks—even by the newcomers’—focused on the two beasts. Those in front kneeled down to avoid getting hit by those behind them, and soon a rain of attacks entered the area.

Or rather, the exposed part—just to the beasts.

After all, targeting the Alterans who could just hide behind the walls or houses was a waste of mana and bullets.

It rained chaos of course, but the Alterans naturally didn’t hide away when they saw their brethren getting targetted. They didn’t lose with their attacks and they also rained arrows on the other side. The Elementalists who still had a good amount of mana would also throw a shot here and there, and more often than not would hit someone.

Similarly, Gochi and Fufi naturally didn’t just stand by as they were attacked, but the force of the barrage was effectively pushing them back, with the two only occasionally managing to swipe one or two.

"Don’t falter! FIRE!" Fargo saw the effect and yelled, and soon the Alterans would occasionally hear Fufi squeak and Gochi groan, and they knew they’d soon be getting some serious injuries soon.

Fargo was right about them not being indestructible. They weren’t so overpowered that they couldn’t get hurt at all by such a barrage.

It reddened the Alterans’ eyes, and their attacks turned much fiercer than ever.

Those above the roofs were also raining down their arrows, though there weren’t many of them. Althea was shooting as much as she could. Her mana was still recovering, but a shot from a Class B weapon was enough to greatly damage enemies weaker than she was.

Several smoke bombs were thrown in, though most of them would always be deflected. There would also be many short-range fighters going out with their sheildsmen to attack head-on.

They didn’t hold back and treated this as the final fight for the sake of Gochi and Fufi. Gochi realized this and his tears pooled.

The war was still long, he mused, they shouldn’t be expending so much energy like this!

The half-orc seemed to have been injected with a renewed energy and his eyes turned red as he lunged towards the middle of the enemy crowd, swiping, kicking, and stabbing whoever he could.

"AH!"

"GAH!"

Soon, the two beasts breached the formation. Unlike the brave and consolidated Alterans though, the other side were innately selfish people who could push other people down.

And some already did.

The lack of trust combined with fear and panic caused the formation to break, and no amount of announcements calmed them down.

They couldn’t focus their attacks on the enemies and a lot of people perished under the Alteran’s onslaught of attacks.

Fargo and the others gritted their teeth, joining the fray. The difference between the two groups was that Fargo’s was focusing on brute force—especially with the higher skill level of Fargo and the others—while the Alterans were focused more on teamwork, which was easier now because the number of enemies had been greatly reduced the past hour or so.

Fargo, Uzon, and the others used their lethal skills to handle a few enemies at once—showing how they were so feared back in Terran.

"GAH!" Two Alterans yelled simultaneously as two spikes appeared underneath them. Their armors, having no time to change to their spare, had already showed cracks from the long-term battle royale and the spike happened to be the breaking point.

"OOF!" One yelled as it stabbed his leg, and the other one fell as it stabbed his stomach.

Their teammates yelled and tried getting to them, but Fargo and the others took advantage of this to get more people. For instance, they’d allow the teammates to get closer, only to prepare a deadly attack just for them.

Before they could inflict even more lethal attacks though, another powerful arrow flew in their direction..

"AH!" Uzon yelled as he barely avoided the arrow, creating a gash on his arm. "Damn that woman!" He took out his last shotgun and pointed at her.