After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 753

Piko wasn’t able to raise his bow again when he felt danger, he moved his head by instinct, barely avoiding a shot to the head. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

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"AHHH!" he yelled, shocked, and he ended up losing balance and falling to the ground where various scuffles was ongoing. He rolled around, avoiding some people, but still getting stepped on in the end.

A Guian man accidentally stepped on his feet and they both screamed in pain, Eagle took advantage of his imbalance to stab down—finally taking down one out of the three people he was fighting against.

He didn’t pause as he shielded himself from another attack and then stepped back to avoid another. At this time, Eagle was fighting against two level 17 fighters, one swordsman and another a spearman. It was obvious though, that they hadn’t activated the occupation yet considering they lacked the basic skills.

After being in Alterra for so long, he had forgotten triggering occupations was not that common. In Alterra, if you didn’t trigger an occupation—whether it was in fighting or a life skill or something else—it meant you didn’t work enough.

Of course, this wasn’t entirely true as many really took much longer than others to awaken despite working hard, but they would usually gather enough contribution points to either get to the library or use the training facilities, so it usually wasn’t impossible for everyone to awaken at some point.

Anyway, although Eagle was outnumbered, the enemies naturally had a hard time dealing with him, a swordsman with the wind element.

Eagle slashed his sword, willing the wind elements around to follow, targeting two at the same time. One managed to duck, but the other wasn’t able to react.

"Gah!!" one yelled as he received a direct slash of the wind blade, hit even before his spear could touch Eagle. Eagle jumped up, using his wind as a bolster.

He immediately slashed down, stabbing at the back of the person’s neck and finally killing him.

This was the same sight as many other places around them. Although they were outnumbered, the Alterrans were winning the protracted battles, not just due to skill but also by virtue of their seemingly endless supplies of equipment and tools!

Worse, when they ran out, they would head towards one of the archers on plateaus. They didn’t know how they passed resources around, but these people would drop bags of food, potions, and equipment every time!

Even if this was their home ground, this regeneration rate of resources was too much!!

Baltimore heaved deep breaths fighting against Garan. It had been a few hours, and both were still standing strong.

Despite their level differences, Garan was still managing extremely well against him.

It was very annoying.

This was the first time Baltimore had been so humiliated after so many years!

Inexplicably, he was reminded of the past.

He was born in a small town to a very poor woman who sold her body for favors—something not unusual for his neighborhood.

He grew up being bullied and humiliated, and he had to go outside and hunt at the early age of 10.

Despite the strong monsters in towns, because he couldn’t kill most of them, it took him another 8 years before he reached level 10. He awakened as an elementalist when he was thrown into a small monster mob simply because he was poor.

There were not many elementalists in that small town, and news reached the Lord’s ears.

He and his mother were called in, and they found out he was the lord’s illegitimate son!

He had received harsh training for the following years, and he was eventually sent to the master city to serve. There, he joined a deadly tournament to gain rights to a Lord Token.

He, who was in his early 30s at the time, became one of the youngest lords to receive a token.

The things he did to keep his position were many and immoral, but he thought it was worth it.