Thesaurize
The Completionist Chronicles, Book 10

Life smashing your walls? Build them taller. Then put auto-turrets on them.

Joe the Ritualist and the town of Novusheim have survived their first major battle, at the cost of leaving most of the settlement a smoking crater. Only most of it. The core of the town survived, and permanent casualties were low. Now that the survivors have a better understanding of what to expect, they go on a reconstruction spree...but why stop there? Every inch of their upgraded defenses will be more potent, durable, and deadlier than ever before.

Even as Joe is kneeling knee-deep in blueprints, an urgent message arrives; sending the Ritualist venturing across the frozen wastelands of Jotunheim. With the safety of his own town mostly ensured for the moment, they can't make him stay...but not a single person wants him to leave. Trusting the wrong person has been Joe's downfall more than once. As the cherry on top, Grandmaster Havoc tasks Joe with obliterating any Elven settlement he comes across.

It's better to end threats early on, before they have a chance to stab you in the back.

Thunderplump
An Epic Fantasy LitRPG Adventure (The Completionist Chronicles, Book 11)

A challenge is issued. The sky begins to fall. That's no mountain.

Joe and the Dwarves are doing more than surviving in the harsh climate of Jotunheim: they're thriving. The Ritualist's improvements to their defenses are paying dividends; and he's hailed as a genius for ending threats before they come into striking distance of the burgeoning City. Every day, the Town expands further, allowing for more facilities, a larger population, and drawing in ever-more monsters.

So many beasts that the walls are no longer enough.

Even worse, the upgrade to ascend to City-tier came without warning, and Joe is pushed to the limit to make sure that his friends, allies, and hard work survive the onrushing waves of teeth and flesh. As the citizens of Novusheim face off against a seemingly endless horde, a Legendary monster appears on the horizon—its eyes fixed on Novusheim as it begins to cast grand workings of ice and snow.

The storm isn't just brewing. It's already here.