After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 550

A/N: For those who read the previous chap on 05.10.2024 I edited it a bit lol. I realized I messed up the total experience requirement (Total EXP requirement to pass Level 10 was 40k, rather than the 60k originally listed). I’m sorry. Forgive the old lady.

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"Another one! Milord! Watch out!" Another guard yelled. It was an aborigine sheildsman assigned to guard Fargo and he pulled up his shield to protect him from the new shot.

CLANK!

And another.

CLANK!

His eyes twitched as his entire arm shook. They looked at the shield’s stats and saw that it dropped the shield’s durability to only a fraction!

This was a Class D weapon that had barely been used before this damned war! And now it wouldn’t survive another shot.

He wasn’t able to think more as another looming figure reached him, passing everyone else. It was the tall half-orc who raised his claws, repeatedly pounding on him and his shield. "GAH!"

CLANK! CLANK! CRASH!

His eyes widened as his shield cluttered and the next thing he knew, the claw had already appeared above him, striking down.

Fargo had long stepped back as soon as he saw the half-orc come near.

Althea naturally didn’t want to waste her mana on the small fry, and had been targeting Fargo the whole time. It was just that she had to distract him a bit and take down more dangerous elements for her people.

Now, more of her team had neared the area and dealing with Fargo’s men, she could resume targeting him again.

"Damn, my lord! She’s targeting you! It’s best you get out of her line of sight!"

At this time Uzon was pushed back by Fufi. The man gritted his teeth and continuously tried to stab, but Fufi was strong and swift and he was barely able to damage him at all.

"Hey, you people! Help me out here!" He called several mercenaries who twitched at the bloody sight of his enemy.

Uzon, now free, immediately raised his hand—now with only a couple of bullets left—aiming right on the woman’s head.

He refused to believe she was invincible—especially in their turf! If he shot a few more times, maybe it’d go through!

"Bitch!" Uzon yelled, targeting his gun at the woman. He saw that the beast and half-orc were distracted, and he doubted they’d reach her in time!

However, before he could pull the trigger, he was forced to step back. Just in time, too, as a sharp sword swiped right where his arm was. His thick eyebrows furrowed as he turned to look at his attacker.

Uzon’s eyebrows rose when he saw who it was, seeing a handsome blonde looking at him.

"You!"

"Remember me?" Micheal asked, eyes dark, very unlike the poor battered man from Bright, and now completely like the mafia boss that he grew up like.

"You—" Uzon gathered his cool and just sneered at the man who lost his token to his friend. "You’re like a cockroach."

"I have to say thank you, I never would’ve been pushed to my limits if it wasn’t for your… friendships."

The man sneered hiding his gun and taking out his sword. Uzon immediately jumped back and raised his weapon. However, Micheal was a trained fighter and he ducked, lunging towards him.