State your farewell, stash your resources, and sharpen your blades, for it's the age of apocalypse. Technological worlds, fantasy worlds, mythical worlds, cultivation worlds, etc. all face an apocalypse these days. But this isn't natural. Having suffered in a looping apocalypse for 48 lifetimes, Rhizen establishes an intergalactic force to clean up all apocalyptic worlds, vowing to destroy the ender of everything, the Grade-3 System...Apocalypse! To stand against it were the band of broken heroes, once pitiful souls, but now grouped as vengeful victims, naming themselves… The Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society!
"Thank you for saving us, my lord." A farmer bowed happily, expressing his relief. His village had been attacked by a group of Hoil Bees, resulting in the loss of many innocents.
The Hoil Bees arrived once every few days, attacking during the night when the village was the least defensive, kidnapping both people and cattle. And those that tried to resist them were killed in the process.
The villagers had been living in fear, requesting their lord to take action. Finally, their requests were answered as the lord sent a Horned Human to take care of the Hoil Bees.
Though only a Stage 1 Horned Human, his crossbow was pretty potent during defensive fights, allowing him to take down the Hoil Bees one after another.
It wasn't as if he defeated them all overnight, but took a few days at the very least. But, from when he was posted, neither a villager nor any livestock was captured by the Hoil Bees.