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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+
Classificações insuficientes
766 Chs

Chapter 601. Falling Star

The moment Bassena ripped the layers of tendrils away, a loud shriek blasted outward; angry, desperate, and meant to hurt. 

Bassena ignored the pain and let his eardrum bust instead, but the other espers couldn't just do that. They groaned and covered their ears, repressing the shook assaulting their nerves. It prompted their attacks to stop, and some even staggered back, hanging by a thread of consciousness. 

Even the Eastern Sun could not avoid this, although she fared way better than the others thanks to her position in the back and her high mana constitution. While she was still pressing her palm over her ear, someone grabbed her arm.

"Go!" the guide who looked as if he couldn't move just a few seconds earlier looked at her fiercely. "The others are compromised right now--you need to take over the attack until they recover!"