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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantasy
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Explosive end

Mathew used his penetrating shot thrice and cast his protective veil the same number of times. In total, using those skills cost him a sum of two hundred fifty-five points of mana.

And counting all of the points in mind he had right now, he could barely afford to cast one more penetrating shot before drying all his mana up.

'This isn't good,' Mathew thought, fighting off the nauseating feeling of the lingering memory of his own death. 'I don't think we will be able to take it down with just one more shot!'

The fight evened out again. Between Mathew's shot and the constant pressure the girls put on the monster, they managed to reduce both its mobility and accuracy. Still, even with two out of its eight legs missing, the lobster didn't seem to lose its ability to shoot beams of concentrated mist, nor its ability to swing its claws around.

In other words, it was as big of a threat now as it was before all the damage it received. But some progress was surely made.