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

After trying to study on their own, they finally found a live tutorial! Still most of the elements were available for show.

One must know that these Mercenaries and special guards averaged at level 20s.

The powerful mercenaries were here because they were purchasing iron in bulk orders to be used by their large mercenary regiments.

The guards were strong because most of them grew up in towns—primarily, Ferrol town, the master territory of this village. Naturally, their average level was in the 15s and 20s.

Such a fight was really too rare in a village.

Anyone who was anyone in the industry were Elementalists, but this was still not a big percentage. They didn’t know their group, which had 100% elementals, was so rare before.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too rare that their existence was suspicious. It just seemed to add a strong background for them.

In any case, it was fortunate for them to develop this ability. It had saved them countless times. Without their elements, they wouldn’t have lasted for so long.

However, regardless of talent, they had only practised these skills for a month or two. The passage of knowledge in this world was incredibly closed.

As mentioned, unless a family or clan member, or an apprentice, the chances of learning knowledge and technique from an expert was almost nil.

Everything they knew, they learned by themselves and—if they were lucky—they could watch other elementalists such as ones from the Rolan Mercenary team fight and maybe learn a thing or two by watching.

But now… they could watch fighters in level 20s duke it out, very closely, and still as spectators.

It could be said to be the best learning experience they had thus far.

They watched as flames danced around the fire elementalists, and the gust of winds swirl around the wind elementalists.

They admired as the earth elementalist’s feet merged with the ground, and whistled at the seemingly endless water dripping from the hands of the water elementalists.

They watched as one of the fire elementalists let flames burst in his hands as he lunged forward, sending fiery projectiles towards the guards.

They watched as a wind elementalist guard, with a swift motion of his hands and arms, formed a wind shield, deflecting the attack to some degree.

The earth elementalist guard stomped the ground, causing a couple of rocks to jut out, killing the fireballs that passed the wind shield.

This was followed by a counter attack from the guards, also defended against by the mercenary, and so on.

This went on for many minutes, and the Terrans couldn’t help but make commentaries on the side.

”You can really fly with the wind element!” Sammy, the dark skinned soldier from the south, patted whoever was beside him excitedly. Jake, the one being beaten, pushed him back, but the smile on eyes while watching the fight was bright.

”Turning the ground to quicksand! That’s cool.”

Similar never-seen-the-world expressions echoed in their group. It was a little embarrassing, but who told them to have no choice but study their abilities on their own.

Actually, they thought too much. After all, most people weren’t elementalists at all, so it wasn’t actually too childish. If anything, people would admire them for understanding what was going on.

”He delayed the ignition of the fireball!!”

”You can add spikes to vines, eh? How?”

Turbo, a water elemental, was inspired when he saw the waterwhip trouble a wind element. Everything it hits the face, although the power was weak, it was distracting enough.

He thought what if he could control it to stay on an opponent’s face? Wouldn’t that cut off someone else’s oxygen supply?

The fight continued on for a few more minutes when the ground suddeny shook.

It was at this time that two huge walls blocking the two sides, somehow stopping a brunt of the attacks.

It was Barton, the lord of Guia village, and a level 30 powerhouse. He looked about mid-30s despite his much older age. He only had a small streak of white hair that may betray his age, wearing an expensive attire from one of the Cloth cities.

He stood between the two forces, standing tall and intimidating. ”Hoko village is a goblin village. You think we’ll lose to a mere goblin village?!” He bellowed, causing everyone to pause.

”Although they have great numbers, they’re the weakest race in the continent!” He continued, looking each of them in the eye, intimidating them. This included the spectators, and not just the mercenaries or his guards.

”Not to mention, wars can only be fought at the same level. How can Guia village compare to other villages?”

This made the people who were worried relax a little.

Indeed, even powerful villages generally have talents no more than level 15. Where can you see another village with a level 30 Lord?

Seeing that the crowd calmed down a little, Barton’s sharp eyes turned to one of the leading Mercenaries attacking his guards.

”Lowell of the Mighty Bears Mercenaries?”

”That’s me.” The man answered, pompous. Even if the man is several levels higher than he was, he refused to show weakness.

Fortunately, Barton didn’t seem like he called him out to find fault. ”I believe your home base, Georgian Town, was also attacked by Goblins, yes?”

The man paused and frowned, not liking the information revealed. However, Barton sent him an amicable smile. ”Can you tell us in detail about their style of warfare? We will reward you generously.”

Lowell looked at the older man warily. But realizing that he was serious, along with the very real attack coming soon, he eventually gave in.

”Goblins are known to be great diggers.” Barton paused, his tone grave and filled with distaste. ”They built a lot of tunnels and traps, and they could do it very quickly and subtly.”

He looked away, a little ashamed. ”We almost lost because of this particular ability of these rats.”

Everyone listened closely, startled. A small town was threatened, what about them, a village?

Everyone looked at him in apt attention, dedicated to listening to what he had to say.

They dared not underestimate the goblins anymore.