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After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1940

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In this standout chapter of the Romance novel After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World, NispedanaSan introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.

Chapter 1940: Explosions Continue

Besston’s heart was swelling. They had prepared so much for this war, and seeing so many trebuchets working together to damage the enemy walls—which had, before Valov arrived, been basically impenetrable to others—had already weakened not even an hour into the war!

Before coming here, he thought his father was overplaying it. After coming here, seeing the tall walls, the excessively dense sentries—some of which were even outside the walls—and then the enemy’s own explosive power, he finally understood.

He hated to admit it, but without Hassen City’s assistance this time, Valov’s losses would’ve been immeasurable.

Seeing the walls show cracks definitely recovered some of the confidence shaken by the enemy’s show of force.

They didn’t mind the enemy powerhouses successfully weakening their projectiles here and there. Their energy and their health weren’t unlimited! In a prolonged war, even those powerhouses could become helpless! Even those powerhouses could get injured by the projectiles!

Unless they were City-level powerhouses, what those people could do was limited. For most people below level 40, a hit from a dwarven weapon could still cause considerable damage.

Were they sturdier than a high-level wall? Probably not.

Since Alterra (or anyone else, for that matter) had yet to produce defense equipment to defend against Dwarven weapons, all they could do was target the weapons and the shooters.

There were high-level 40 to 50 powerhouses guarding the dwarven weapons, so they could cover the attacks. Many were beyond the level cap, which was fine because all they did was defend.

Not to mention, the trebuchets themselves were difficult to damage unless it was really an aether weapon as well, so the cannons, even if they did manage to hit, wouldn’t necessarily destroy it.

The trebuchets per sector also worked in pairs or even in threes, distanced sufficiently far apart, but close enough to target the same spots. Attacking one meant it was difficult to attack the other. For the enemy, it was definitely a headache.

Alterra’s non-aether explosive weapons might eventually damage the trebuchets, yes, but it had to happen often enough. Fortunately, they (Valov) had assigned a large number of mercenaries and several powerhouses to protect each pair!

Besston looked at the tall walls with a glint in his eyes. A part of him was very curious about what was inside. Was it better than Valov? Would his father allow him to take over, rather than absorbing the token?

He had the sudden loss of interest in the Valov Token, which he had been running after for decades. Alterra’s glanced good, too.

To do this, he must show merit, even to the eyes of those above, their master territory!

Unlike those other fools who lost to this place, he, Besston, heir to Valov Town, would take over!

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Many visitors had never seen such...explosive fights before. To most people, explosive weapons were incredibly rare.

Look at this now, both sides were literally barraging each other with it!

The visitors who were inside the hotels, watching from their balconies with the scopes they bought for a high price (and contribution points) watched the battles from afar.

They weren’t quite certain what they were expecting in a war between two level two towns, but it was definitely not this.

Now, explosive weapons weren’t something Alterra wanted popularized, so they would never sell this technology outside of their territory. Their mere existence could also be a deterrent, keeping hostile territories guarded, thinking twice before they attacked.

At this stage, only Valov would dare, and to be fair, they really had a basis for their confidence.

They had a large amount of dwarven weapons, abnormally so. They had thousands of level 30s, hundreds of which were just below the level cap, most of which were now on their side, attacking.

If it were any other level 2 town—or maybe even some level 3 towns—they would’ve been obliterated by this amount of force.

This also sent alarms to many of the guests just watching, especially those in territories at those levels.

Were others so far away now?

What if it were their territory that got attacked?

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