There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Chapter 448. Invisible Waves

"Small creatures that go on swarm like miasmic bugs are usually used as spies," Kei said while they went through the newly opened path. She spoke for the recording, but Dheera and Leehan also perked their ears to listen. "They should have come due to us opening the path with such a flashy move."

Zein chuckled. He had no idea if this scout was doing a narrative or dissing her squad mates. Perhaps both. And the ones doing that flashy move were snorting at the front at her commentary.

"But, Ma’am, wouldn’t that move also attract other beasts around here, not just the spies?" Dheera, the ever-curious girl, asked.

"That’s essentially the plan," Kei replied with a smile. "Better baiting them out now than spending the rest of the journey feeling tense waiting for ambushes."

"Ooh..." Dheera nodded repeatedly.

"And that means you’ll have to work hard," Zein patted her head.

"Oh..."

Zein chuckled and snapped his fingers in front of the two guides. "Tell me again who you’re in charge of?"

Dheera and Leehan straightened their back and answered instantly. "The supports," Dheera said. "The tankers," Leehan added.

Zein nodded. The damage dealers, who would use the most skills and corroded quicker than anyone, would be managed by Zein.

"Sixteen groups, fifty-four adult hounds," Ron climbed up from Bassena’s shadow, reporting even as his body reformed into a human again. "Nine on the field, three on the left hill, and four at the back leading to the river. A three-horned is leading the whole pack."

"Just three-horned? So it’s not yet turned into Cerberus?"

"It might eat its kins and change in the middle of the battle if it felt threatened," Ron swept his messed hair from shifting into shadow.

"Eat its kins?" Leehan shuddered.

"The creatures in the Deathzone are more savage than those in the normal dungeons," Zein explained.

"Maybe they get cranky from living in this kind of place for too long, eh?" Zhan chuckled. "Well, no matter. It’s just the outskirt anyway."

Bassena shook his head and let out a sigh. It was nice having enthusiastic people on the team, but this was also why the Spearman had a crap skill management.

"I’m going to use the long-distance guiding later," Zein warned them before they reached the end of the path. "Just be ready."

"Roger that."

"Just go for the three-horned right away. I’ll take care of the others," Bassena said. "The ones on the hills are yours, Naoya."

"Copy that."

Dheera perked as something suddenly occurred to her. But before she could ask Zein about it, they arrived at the end of the path, and the sound of countless snarls and growls welcomed them. Immediately, she put on a defensive stance again. Her eyes, as Zein had taught her, were on the supporting magicians and the scouts.

While Carra cast a movement and attack buff on the damage dealers, Hari mouthed an incantation that prompted the vines around the jungles to surge forth and bound the hounds on the field. Without waiting for the binding to work, Gus and Zhan had already rushed to the field--not because they were reckless, but because they knew by the time they were there, those hounds would already be unable to move. The warriors’ eyes were immediately on the biggest creature there; the snarling hound with glowing white eyes and three horns at its head.

Brandishing their weapons, the two warriors jumped over the heads of the bound hounds, using them as stepping stones toward the growling three-horned. But not all of the hounds were successfully bound; those quick-witted avoided the chasing vines and rushed toward Gus and Zhan.

They made no effort to slow down, however, or spared those hounds any glance. Before anything could reach them, stakes of darkness had already pierced through the incoming hounds.

"Foothold please," Naoya said while jumping to a tree. He winced at the disgusted tar coating the bark and immediately jumped out again, to a black platform already formed in the air.

Several platforms formed in the air, spreading all over the field’s airspace. The archer freely jumped from platform to platform while knocking arrows upon arrows toward the hill on their left side, piercing the hounds running down the hills through their red eyes.

The field, which was filled with snarling and growling sounds just a minute ago, was now full of pained howling. Either sound, however, was something new for the two guides. Their simulation training mostly consisted of them getting used to the dark and oppressive environment. Only within the last month did they start battling a miasmic beast. Naturally, one beast wouldn’t be able to produce such sounds they heard right now.

Dheera gritted her teeth and curled her fist in front of her chest. The sight of several hounds rushing toward them almost made her falter. But she repeated what Zein had always told them; trust the defender, trust the attacker, and trust her training. There were three layers of protection around her, and only by trusting them could everything work.