After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1272

Angit immediately attempted to stand up, but he was greeted with a strong kick and sharp claws.

Slash! Claw!

"AH!" he screamed as the half-orc showered him with attacks. Although the half-orc's level was far below his, its physiques made up for it.

Angit cried out as he used a skill to push it back, and he finally managed to make a few counters.

However, a few elementalists appeared around their fight. Sometimes, he'd feel heavy rocks attached to his feet, and sometimes, a large whip of water would cover his face.

"AHHH!" he yelled as he attacked his surroundings relentlessly, but it was no use—he was surrounded by elementalists and a half-orc.

He was a powerhouse in his level 30s! He never would have imagined himself being this helpless in a war with a 'lower' town!

SLASH!

Angit's eyes widened as he felt the half-orc's claw enter his chest.

"How did you find us so quickly?!" he screamed.

The half-orc looked at him as if he were already dead.

"Because you smell of powdered piss," he said, finally pulling out his claws, taking a good part of his insides with it.

Similarly, Angit's other teammates were also mobbed; some of them were killed directly, while some were captured.

Mao looked at the bastards they had taken down, counting them while he stood on top of his pet ball. According to the report, a number of their own powerhouses had arrived at the breach, so there should be no more from that area.

However, they also knew that a few dozen people past level 25 had gotten through. This meant there were still quite a few breaches they had to deal with now.

Of course, the most practical way was to just wait where the important people were. It was more likely that those people would be heading there anyway.

However, in Alterra, although the Elders were quite well-guarded, it didn't mean they'd allow such dangers roaming around the Town.

This was why there was a 'Breach Team' —with their primary trackers Gochi and Fufi—roaming around, making sure to get rid of trespassers as soon as possible.

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Sam's "piss powder" only managed to stick on a little over a dozen people, so they were left with manually tracking down the rest of them.

Unlike many aborigines though, their current enemies proved to have a bit of brain. Typically, those strongmen would be itchy to cause damage and were, therefore, easier to track. However, even Vaza, a level 39, was quiet and that was honestly even more disconcerting.

As with teams, there were powerhouses that must remain in their position to make sure there were no weak spots regardless of whether a breach elsewhere was formed.

There were also those, like Oslo, who were part of the Breach Team and went to where the flares were. Unlike others though, he was powerful enough to move alone.

His area was about a kilometer away from this spot, and he—and a few other earth users—took down those siege shields by creating craters.

Of course, the enemy also had their own earth user, but he made sure to take care of him, before he rushed to where the breaches were.

It was in an area almost directly opposite of where the array appeared. At the very least, the enemy was not stupid, and they had plenty of strategies to make things hard for them.

From the same area, another flare flew. It was a different colored one, more saturated than before, and it was also aimed in a certain direction.

This meant the breach had gotten past the easement and had entered deeper into the territory.

Oslo gritted his teeth as he disappeared from where he stood, following the direction the flare was pointing to.

The enemy must've made a very concentrated attack using a good portion of their powerhouses. This was indeed a practical move, especially so because it'd be hard to completely prepare against.

This was difficult to predict, especially since a territory could be so large that the defenders could only react to it as things happened.

He arrived at an area, though he wasn't quite sure where to start. Fortunately, their 'omnipotent' citizens were there to help.

"Oslo, someone went this way!"

"Another that way!"

"Thanks!"

"Anytime, Golden god~"

"Say Hi to Ansel for me~"

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