After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 567

Rongo Mercenary Hall, Not long after Althea’s Entrance

Fargo Village was not small and the chaos happened all around it. Inside the interior walls, some distance from where Althea was, the Rongo Hall was no different.

Victor and the others attacked the hall as soon as the war started, with them throwing their only smoke and paralysis bombs at the men who were about to get out to assist.

A lot of these men were stronger than they were in level, so they had to use a lot of tools in order to handle them with minimal losses. They only had one of each on hand, and they decided to use them early because a group of seven mercenaries were heading out and they didn’t know if the enemies would still be moving in groups further in.

One of their missions was to trim the enemy forces when they could and this felt like the perfect chance to do so.

Of course, they knew that men of this level may not be taken down by a few smoke and paralysis bombs—nor did they think all of them would be in the area in the first place—so they opted for the more silent approach, hoping to kill as quietly as they could to ensure control over the situation.

Things happened so quickly that the mercenaries weren’t able to react and alert the others. First, just as the mercenaries opened the gates, two balls simultaneously landed on their feet.

This was closely followed by the soldiers who had handkerchiefs on their faces, lithely running to the interior of the gates, closing it by the way. Although it was a bit risky, they didn’t want the outside to know they were cleaning up this place. At least not yet.

The mercenaries’ eyes widened as they were attacked, but while they defended themselves the two balls emitted different colored gases. Dirty rags found their mouths before they could yell out. This also forced them to inhale more of the gases through their noses, increasing their effects somehow

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The two balls released smoke that was about two meters in diameter—just enough for the five men to drown in.

Unsurprisingly, the effects of the smoke bombs were limited with people at this level and they didn’t fall down like others would’ve. At best, they were just a bit groggy and disoriented.

However, this was enough for Victor’s team.

Victor and the others attacked like the special soldiers that they were—silent and shooting only when needed. They used their weapons to weaken the enemies.

The crossbows were also Class D and managed to kill one, but those with shields and shieldsmen managed to keep themselves alive. Knowing they couldn’t let these men recover behind the protection of their shields, Victor and the others opted for close-range combat.

With the assistance of Amos and his wood ability, he used his only skill to tie up the mercenaries’ feet. It wasn’t strong, but with their current grogginess, it still managed to cause them imbalance.

Even if it was only for a few moments, their distraction allowed the soldiers to sneak next to them, aiming at their vitals.

Using their Class D weapons, the soldiers used assassination techniques to end them as quickly and as quietly as possible.

His victim, in particular, literally drowned in his own blood. _{freēwebnovel.com}