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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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537 Chs

Chapter 449. Ticket

"Aah...that was nice," Zhan moved his head to loosen his neck, shaking his hands to shed the black blood splattered on him.

"The battle?" Banner raised his brow.

"Nah, the guiding," Zhan stretched his back next before putting his spear away. "The battle is mid--it's just a newly evolved Cerberus anyway."

"But why did it suddenly evolve?" Gus smirked as he walked toward the severed head a few meters away from the giant body. "Look for its core while I check the head. Heads."

The swordsman severed the spot just above the neck, so the heads were rolling in three directions. He tilted them away with his boots and slashed each of the jaws, looking for anything that might be out of place.

"Found anything?" Bassena asked the swordsman.

"Hmm..." Gus cracked the jaw open with his boots and his scabbard, showing Bassena leftover dark purple shards at the roof of the middle head's mouth. "Seems like it did eat something, just as you said."