After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 755

Meanwhile, Oslo was also defending against two people at mid-level 20s.

They were among the strongest cronies next to Baltimore, and he could sense they even came from cities. Of course, level 25 at their age wasn’t high in cities, but their arrogance definitely showed their superiority complex.

Well, not that arrogant anymore, Oslo made sure of that.

These two people were aghast as they were attacked with a metallic spike one moment and then defended against an earth wall the next.

"Damn! Another dual elementalist!" he yelled. They knew there were two others. Even in cities, this was not common!

However, they quickly forgot about these worries as the battle intensified even more, with the two Guians suffering injuries when two spikes appeared below them while they were distracted!

"AHHH!"

"DAMNIT!"

Oslo smiled, continuously waving his weapon to take advantage of their slowdown.

Actually, if it was a few months ago, there was no way the profligate Oslo would’ve battled two people not that much lower leveled than he was—especially not guards.

Maybe he wouldn’t even risk injury at all.

But the atmosphere of growth in Alterra was really not low, and he found himself vying for it, fearing to be left behind.

And growth, he had.

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Several fights were already closing. The strongest remaining people standing were the Lord’s right-hand men—Ero and Seto—who were being dealt with by Sammy and Gill, respectively.

Everyone was bloodied and tired, but the enemy numbers that had greatly outnumbered them had gone down and the battles had reduced to one-on-one.

Slash!

Ero’s eyes widened as he saw an arrow embedded in his arm. He gritted his teeth in pain and anger, grabbing its shaft with his palm.

He pulled it out and screamed in agony as he did so, realizing the arrow had a lot of hooks that took away a good part of his flesh!

The pain and humiliation were too much and the man went berserk.

"DIEEEE!"

He relentlessly waved his sword toward his enemy. It was just that Sammy kept jumping back, skillfully avoiding attacks from the side and at the back, while at the same time shooting accurate arrows that brought him so much trouble and pain!

"Get him!" he yelled at his teammates, taking their obedience for granted. However, these people were practically dragging themselves, though the slaves had no choice but to follow.

Soon, Sammy was surrounded and hunted down by dozens. He was not shaken though, even if he no longer had a protection charm to keep him safe.

"You forget I’m not just an archer," he said with a smile. He suddenly stopped in the middle of the battlefield and—just when the slaves and guards were about to jump at him—a gust of wind exploded with him at the center.

Not that Baltimore cared about this at all.

He hurled boulder after boulder toward Garan, drinking his remaining stock of mana potions while the other party was busy avoiding his attacks. Garan managed to avoid most them, but he was still hit by one.

He felt the ground underneath him open and he was quick to put ice at a slope so he could slide towards Baltimore while avoiding the crack underneath him.

He raised his ice sword, aiming to get the battle to a close-ranged fight again. Baltimore was stronger in level but he was at a disadvantage in close range.

Baltimore knew this and used his ability to push his body backward. Garan calculated and placed several sharp ice at a distance behind him where he mused the enemy could possibly go next.

Luckily, one did hit, and Baltimore gasped as he fell back.

Baltimore lost balance but as he twisted his body, using an arm to lift himself high with a plateau. He screamed when he realized this arm was the extremely injured one, and he felt his skin tear open further than it already had.

He turned and got to his feet immediately, just avoiding a direct hit of Garan’s cold blade.

He threw more rocks and ground spikes, though his mind was dulled with the pain, and Garan easily escaped them.

In his distraction, he did not notice that many ice spikes had remained near him.

When the spike near him shot up, it was too late for him to avoid it.

And so, Baltimore’s eyes could only watch as his arm was cut off!