After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World-Chapter 1307: The Final Phase (Part 2)

Meanwhile, Garan was in a dire rush to kill his opponents so he could get back to his family.

He was surrounded by sharp spikes whirling around him, barraging his enemies with relentless attacks. He targeted their weak spots: Their eyes, their necks, and so on. At this time, one of Killic's eyes was bleeding, while Pol's neck was sliced to about a third.

However, they also were not holding back, using their skills whenever they could, especially now that they were only getting more and more injured. By the time they were nearly spent, they had consumed all of Garan's protection charms.

Fortunately, Bart appeared as reinforcement not too long after that and he immediately started to block Killic. Killic was still several levels stronger than Bart, but two against two was still much better. For now, they managed to hold back the two enemy elites without any more injuries.

At the same time, Bart was also exhausted from his own fights in another place, so the battle didn't feel like it could end any time soon.

Garan's eyes turned red and he drank a mana potion, trying to control the anxiety forming inside of him. However, as the [Aegis] sent him subsequent alerts that it was being damaged, over and over, it was increasingly difficult to keep his cool.

It was as if every damage to the Aegis wall pounded on his heart, too

Bang! Bang!

Bang!

The memory of Althea nearly dying from Fargo's terrorist attack—and later, the memory of his own children being caught in the chaos of the Guia War—crashed into his mind like a tidal wave, overwhelming and relentless.

Although nothing was apparent in his face, the fear and terror that accompanied those images were something debilitating to the core.

Bang! Bang! BANG!

Then he felt it: Cracks.

And then it was completely destroyed.

No!

"Garan!" Bart gasped when he realized he had stopped moving. Even for a second—this could get deadly, especially since he no longer had protection charms!

The bloodied Killic and Pol had already seen his distraction and grinned, immediately lunging towards him.

Bart cursed and grabbed his shoulder, quickly pulling him back, closer to the walls.

Bart specifically targeted heading to the guards' formation, which were ready to open up and take them in as needed, even if they were already stretched thin as it was.

However, Garan—whose eyes had already changed—pushed Bart back towards the walls with surprising strength. Bang! Bart found himself hitting the wall with some force and he was shocked that Garan still had that much power.

He then just stood there without doing anything. Killic and Pol wanted to laugh.

"Finally given up on life, eh?" they yelled, swiping away some of the slaves blocking their way to get a clear shot of him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the atmosphere turned cold.

Something heavy descended in the air, causing people to gasp as if they were having difficulty breathing. They had no idea what to make of it.

Unknowingly, at the center of this was Garan himself, whose blue eyes turned a little luminescent with a streak of platinum hair appearing on his head.

As seconds passed, the atmosphere turned colder and frost appeared in places where there shouldn't be. In this area, people's blood turned cold—literally.

The earth underneath Garan immediately started to frost, quickly expanding forward in a conical area, covering a large bulk of the enemy mobs—and completely enveloping the area where Killic and Pol stood.

Their eyes widened, many recognizing it as Garan's field that had caused trouble to them early in the war!

Some people managed to run away, especially the Terran elementalists —whose instincts with elements were high—at the edges.

Others were not so lucky. Even Killic and Pol, who were smack in the middle of it.

"AHHH!"

"NO!"

Unlike before, the instantaneous freezing worked even faster and deeper, with people's bodies already half-frozen in the blink of an eye!

Killic and Pol were the main targets of the attack and the freeze touched them faster than others. Killic's eyes widened as he saw his feet frozen. When he tried to pull it out was not only painful, but impossible! If he forced it, he'd definitely lose his legs!

He glared at his companion, who was firing at the ice below him. "MELT IT ALREADY!"

"YOU THINK I'M NOT TRYING!?"

Pol consumed the rest of his mana to create the hottest flamethrower he could make—but it didn't even melt a layer of the ice!!

This worked well not even an hour ago!

Now… it was useless.

"What—"

Their levels were higher, so the freeze took a bit longer than the others—who were already frozen to the head—but the speed also caused their hearts to race at incomprehensible speed.

The more seconds passed, it felt like death was coming near.

As if hearing their thoughts, a shadow loomed above them and they paled.

There were diamantic spikes above their heads, and they were even bigger than their own bodies. They were extremely sharp and deadly, each side was synonymous to death.

"WHA—"

"NO—"

"YOU BAST—"

SLASH!

Garan didn't hesitate and sent down the spikes above these bastards' heads. These were extremely sharp and reinforced with a metal core, easily impaling them. No, it practically cut them in half.

As a good portion of the mobs, hundreds were completely frozen, with the spikes crushing some people specifically.

Hundreds of people fell like this, causing everyone to gape at the frozen hellscape Garan created in front of him. The rest of the mobs stopped fighting, losing all strength in their bodies, and kneeling down in weakness and in fear.

At this time, Garan was a little pale but his facial expression was unchanged.

He turned around, making the rest of them flinch, but they were relieved to know he wasn't going to attack them by accident. He walked forward, pausing for a moment to look at Bart and at Gill.

"I'm heading back, my family is being attacked," he said, voice lower than usual, and disappeared, not even looking at the damage he left behind.