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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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557 Chs

Chapter 522. Burning Fire

"Zein," Agni called out to the guide the moment he climbed the elevated ground of the command base.

Both Zein and Kei turned their head, and Agni could see their eyes lighting up with relief. The scout wasted no time and no chance, pointing at the fragments that seemed to be entering their second berserking phase thanks to the clone's tantrum after half of its eyes got obliterated by Bassena and the combined might of Naoya and Senia's skills. 

"The biggest one!" Kei shouted. "Don't let it get closer to the watchtower!"

With that simple instruction, Agni skidded toward the fragments battlefield. The Watchtower in question no longer looked like a Watchtower, but the lower part was still intact, and some espers from the support group were protecting it agitatedly, as if there was something inside. 

"Come!" he instructed the Unit's personnel. "Be careful with the black fume."

"Khan!" Zein called out to the berserker and threw a sealed box. "Antidotes!"