After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1297

Clank!

Clank!

[Forceful Thrust]

BAM! _{freёwebnovel.com}

The aborigine targeted another one of the shields—Tacky's—and, like the other one, he was pushed back.

The difference this time was that the aborigine felt wind coming from the lad's back, which ultimately softened his fall. In the end, his attack just caused the opponent to slide back a few meters.

The pure force did make the wind user shake a bit, and his knee buckled a little in weakness. The aborigine smirked, taking advantage of this to jump up with his sword, ready to stab.

However, his instincts flared and he jumped back, barely avoiding another attack from the side.

BAM!

This one was from a muscular young man, and his hit actually created a small crater on the earth he was just standing on.

It was a Strongman this time.

His eyes twitched, but he saw the lad's level and calmed down, immediately shifting his blade to attack him from the side.

The Strongman had a large sword that practically doubled as a shield. As someone who was naturally strong for his level, it indeed seemed like the practical weapon of choice.

However, the aborigine was not one to be intimidated by lads half his level—whether they were an Elementalist or a Power!

Nattan, the power user, did feel the differences in level. He might've awakened Super Strength, but it wasn't like he was much stronger than the other man. Not to mention, his speed couldn't keep up, so he entered defense very quickly.

Fortunately, even while the aborigine was pushing him back with his strong parries and his slices, Nattan managed to stand firm using his physical advantages.

Things got more complicated when Essan, the superspeed appeared.

"You're late!"

CLANK!

"I don't have superspeed like you do!" Nattan retorted, and the two of them sent the aborigine a barrage of attacks.

Although their levels were low—less than half of his—their physical upgrade allowed them to handle his retaliation. Of course, each damage on him was not big, but as the smaller and shallow wounds piled up on him, the aborigine started feeling a bit weaker.

This got worse when the two shields recovered and found him, too, and began to attack him from behind. They were elementalists, and they targeted his equipment using their elements, which had more effective harm to it than other weapons.

"ARRGGH!" he screamed, waving his sword around as fast as he could, no longer caring for his dwindling spirit as long as he hit them all. He would occasionally make them pause and he even pushed them back many times, but they were relentless in their attacks.

At some point, his defense equipment—one that protected his chest, neck and legs—finally gave way.

Crack!

And suddenly, the four people around him used Skills, not giving him a moment to recover.

[Strong Punch]

[Dagger Barrage]

[Wind Blade]

[Earth Spike]

The Strongman's punch hit him straight to the face, causing his wounded neck to bury deeper into the Speedster's dagger. The wind created a slashing wound on his chest and ultimately pushed him to the ground, where a small but sharp earth spike waited for him.

The pain all over his body made him dazed for a moment, and he looked up at the clear sky above him, the shadows of the four people casting on him.

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