There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Chapter 367. Behind the Door

From the top of the highest roof, Radia watched the raid with inescapable crimson eyes.

"Ashur, take Zhan and Gus, and head to the direction of the training ground; you’ll meet their dogs on the way, and more should be in the basement doing some cleaning. Take two of the agents with you," he gave the command through the guild’s badge. "Abe, use Senia and Hagalaz’s long-range dealers to watch the walls. Snipe anyone trying to sneak out."

A shadow formed behind Radia, and a summon jumped out of it. A small individual with a disheveled appearance looked up. "They don’t have any tunnel, Master. So weird."

"In that case, there’s a possibility of teleportation skill or array," Radia hummed. Or they were just too smug and thought there wouldn’t be a case where they would need to run or hide.

People with money usually built bunkers after the construction technology got commercialized. But this clan...they were probably thinking that they could control the miasma; that they would be safe from the swallowing darkness of the apocalyptic age.

How foolish, thinking they were more than a manipulated tool.

Radia shook his head and stretched his arm to the side. A summoning circle immediately formed and a figure climbed out of the circle; a man with an extravagant look that made Nyx frown in displeasure.

The first thing the man did was letting out a hearty laugh. "Aah...finally!" he took a deep breath, and his pale face was suddenly full of vigor as his long-dead senses were filled with the sound of classing weapons and the scent of blood. "So? Who do I need to fight? That little snake-boy? Can I finally--ugh!"

Radia snapped his fingers and the man made a choking sound as the choker in his neck constricted. "Ugh--hey, hey, I’m just kidding. Just kidding!"

"Cast an anti-teleportation barrier around the compound," Radia commanded while taking out a golden needle. This guy was useful, but summoning him took a lot of mana, not to mention activating the restraining tool.

"What? You call me out just for that?" the man clicked his tongue, although he still proceeded to cast a huge anti-teleportation barrier around the compound in a dome shape.

"Oh, don’t worry," Radia smiled deeply, slipping the golden needle between his lips. "I’ll let you do some fun things later."

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With Sadeva leading the way, they made a smooth journey to the deep part of the complex compound without the need to follow Baaleon.

"This place is like a labyrinth," Nirmala muttered.

Horin clan’s compound consisted of many different, but similar-looking buildings being linked together through bridges and walkways, so those who didn’t have an apt understanding of the layout would easily get lost. Moreover, the buildings at the outer part of the compound were lined up like walls and intentionally made into labyrinths, with espers hiding in every corner ready to ambush them.

But that didn’t mean anything in front of a highly skilled scout and a deadly damage dealer.

"Eleven o’clock; three elemental arrows. Two o’clock, a spell."

Black tendrils shot from the ground and snatched the magician in the middle of releasing his spell, slamming the person hard to the ground, while a black snake materialized in the air, slicing three elemental arrows with its tail. The tip of the arrows exploded the moment they touched the building’s terrace, and the scream could be heard as the pressure emanating from the cleaving sent the archer blasting deep into the building.

Glancing at the holes in the building on both sides, as well as the fire creeping through the patio, Bassena muttered lowly while retracting the snake back into his arm. "Not my fault."

Nirmala pressed her lips; both from holding back a laugh and exclamation. He had watched the Serpent Lord in action through recordings, but it still felt different watching it in person. The man fought like a warrior despite being a magician, doing short-range and long-range as he wished. What an unfair entity.

"Oh, we can go through here," Sadeva pointed into the hole in the building that went through to the other side, and they casually marched through the unintentional destruction. "The inner courtyard is behind that wall."

Bassena stared at the high wall made of white stone and stretched out his arms. A dozen long, black stakes materialized above him and rushed toward the top of the wall.

"Ugh--fuck!"

"Ack!"

Some of the stakes got deflected, and some pierced the people stationed there. The shout roused all the other espers waiting for an ambush in the area, and as they started to rush toward Bassena’s group, the Saint class clapped his hand. Another group of sharp, pointy stakes appeared in a circle formation surrounding the group, and with another clap, they shot toward the approaching Horin clan members.

"Hmm...yes; using a skill is better for wide-range damage," Bassena nodded, waving his left hand to create more stakes, and his right hand to create a staircase leading to the top of the wall.

"Well, the night is your time after all," Kei shrugged.

Ah, this is what got him that nickname, the Serpent Lord--Nirmala muttered inwardly.