After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 831

Bart let the rope loose in a low-key way, and it happened that most of his team was in front of him, blocking the view. After Bart took the rope back to his space, he looked at the men.

"Is there no alternative where we can just go on our own way without butting heads?"

The men sneered. "Butt heads? More like every one of you dying under our swords and our feet, right?" he looked at them up and down. "All of you look horrible. That half-orc must’ve made you suffer a lot."

"In exchange for your efforts, we will give you a quick death," he said and looked at the people at his side before nodding.

Bart and the others immediately went into the defense, capturing the attacks the enemies sent. They placed their best foot forward immediately, not daring to hold back.

Their levels were not only lower on average, they were also weakened by the various adventures (and the damned half-orc) so this was hardly a fair fight.

The newcomers grinned, pushing forward, not expecting the large looming beast to disappear from where he just stood, appearing right behind them!

"AHHHHH!"

Screams from the back echoed in the fight and suddenly the newcomers could only look back and avoid the half-orc’s sharp claws that could literally behead people with a slice.

They were very unlucky, Baku was particularly angry from being held down for so long!

Even Bart and the others were shocked. "Attack!" Bart yelled, shaking himself awake. "Kill them!"

The Rolan Mercenary Team members forced some composure back, ignoring the cold feeling of fear that passed through their spines as they heard the screeches and squelches of body parts getting broken apart.

Was the half-orc so strong? If he went hard like this when they were dealing with it…

Shiver

Instead of thinking of what could’ve been—-or rather, what might be after this was all over—-they just focused on killing the distracted enemies. Bart even ran after someone about to escape, stabbing him straight to the heart.

Bart watched as the man fell lifeless under his feet but he shivered when he heard another tortured scream.

"GYAAAHH!!"

He turned just in time to see one person literally pulled apart into two and then thrown to different directions.

And that was the last enemy, every one else finally succumbing to their fates.

Silence passed by amongst the survivors. Every one of the Rolan Mercenary Team had survived, albeit everyone was gasping for air.

No one dared to put down their weapons though, every one looking guardedly at the half-orc that stood still, now bathed in the blood of their enemies.