After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1232

A/N: On a side note, what do you really think about how the ML and FL's relationship came to be? xD Recently I've been receiving comments about how it's weird they were adopted together.

The more I heard it, the more I'm convinced lololol. Sadly I have no time to look through the whole book, but if someone can point me to a 'questionable' chapter/paragraph or arc, do tell me so I can maybe reword/modify it a bit, I'd be so thankful. T_T

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While Obi and Otto entered the enemy lines to destroy their line-up, Orion studied the entire setting, eyes fixed on the strongmen and the elementalists.

Orion's reddish brown eyes gleamed with calm and intensity, his hands sparked as lightning cracked at his fingertips.

"Let's take down those old men first," Zaol said, his large spear pointing at the enemies. "I will lead the way."

He was referring to Aswan and Vaza, who were still—no doubt thinking of who to attack first.

Old men like that didn't want to get hurt. Although their levels were high, they had increasingly brittle bodies that came with age and lifestyle. This applied particularly to people who had always depended on aether stones to level up.

It was a fact that it was very dangerous to fight against strong monsters, and very few people actually bothered with them. For people who had access to the alternative—the aether crystal—risking one's life for a bit of experience was usually not even considered anymore.

However, for those who had wholly depended on aether stones, their physiques could not keep up with the aether their level required. This created a strain on their bodies, causing them to be… brittle, in a sense.

Those people needed to level up to gain more lifespan—usually in a hurry—and that came at a cost.

Anyway, this meant that Vaza and Aswan were understandably careful on who to fight with.

Even if they had better equipment and conditions, they would not dare fight head-on if they had a choice.

They probably came here expecting this mission to be easy. After all, they even brought some of their elementalist guards with them. They likely thought they'd just watch the demise of people they hated—not to lift a hand themselves.

Zaol was pretty certain it had been years since they had done so.

Now that their men had their hands full, they would have no choice. However, they would definitely choose someone weak or distracted to attack—to literally stab them at the back.

On cue, Otto and Obi—who were handling three to four people at a time—turned at an angle, inadvertently exposing their backs to the enemy.

The two bastards lunged forward to attack them, but how could Zaol let them hurt his children any more than they already had!?

Unlike the others, the weakened Zaol did not completely depend on aether crystals. While he had used his share of the resource, he made sure not to have an 'empty' strength. His position made it too dangerous to be like that.

He had, in fact, used a lot of his wealth to hire Class A or Class B mercenaries to protect him when hunting down monsters that could give him experience.

Further, he was not an elementalist anyway, and he could fight well without using skills, so he was not in a deep disadvantage at this time. As long as his children could sufficiently create openings, he would take advantage of each one!

As soon as his father moved towards their enemies, Orion's hands sparked with a large electrical current.

It elongated into the shape of an eel, and he directed it to the crowd in front of him—exactly at the spot where the enemies were passing through, hitting two birds with one stone.

"AHHH!"

"GAHH!"

Some of the mob yelled, while Vaza and Aswan were forced to jump back. They quickly shifted position a second later as their instincts flared.

They barely avoided a sharp edge—Aswan even got nibbed at the face—and they gasped when they saw it was Zaol!

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