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THE LAST KEEPER

Chapter 419: SAGIRI LEADS THE SOUTHERN HOST · Oct 30, 2026

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401 Chapter 401: BREACHING INTO THE SKY 2026-10-30
402 Chapter 402: THE TITAN’S ARRIVAL 2026-10-30
403 Chapter 403: THE BLOODSTORM OVER THE MOUNTAIN 2026-10-30
404 Chapter 404: THE SACRIFICE 2026-10-30
405 Chapter 405: THE RACE AGAINST DEATH 2026-10-30
406 Chapter 406: RIKA’S TRUTH 2026-10-30
407 Chapter 407: THE OATH OF THE FIVE CLANS 2026-10-30
408 Chapter 408: THE COUP IN ALIKA CITY 2026-10-30
409 Chapter 409: THE SUPREME MANDRA’S WRATH 2026-10-30
410 Chapter 410: PURGING THE TRAITORS 2026-10-30
411 Chapter 411: The Broadcast 2026-10-30
412 Chapter 412: Frontier in Flames 2026-10-30
413 Chapter 413: Sagiri’s Decision 2026-10-30
414 Chapter 414: The Southern Border 2026-10-30
415 Chapter 415: Rika’s Resting Place in N’folu 2026-10-30
416 Chapter 416: LORD AZIR’S DUTY 2026-10-30
417 Chapter 417: THE RELIC OVERLOAD AND THE ENDLESS POOL 2026-10-30
418 Chapter 418: BREAKTHROW IN THE DEEP SILVER 2026-10-30
419 Chapter 419: SAGIRI LEADS THE SOUTHERN HOST 2026-10-30
420 Chapter 420: DESCENT UPON KORUVA PASS 2026-10-30
421 Chapter 421: THE WRATH OF THE LAST KEEPER 2026-10-30
422 Chapter 422: SAGIRI’S CONTINENTAL WAR 2026-10-30
423 Chapter 423: SAGIRI AND ZAIRA COMBINED STRIKE 2026-10-30
424 Chapter 424: THE ALLIANCE 2026-10-30
425 Chapter 425: THE SHADOW CORP ARRIVAL 2026-10-30
426 Chapter 426: BATTLE AND SOUL-LESS MEATGRINDER 2026-10-30
427 Chapter 427: The Grand Zorath’s Submission 2026-10-30
428 Chapter 428: Frozen Citadel 2026-10-30
429 Chapter 429: GRAND ALLIANCE ASSEMBLED 2026-10-30
430 Chapter 430: FROZEN SEA 2026-10-30
431 Chapter 431: BREACHING THE SEA-GATE 2026-10-30
432 Chapter 432: SLAVE PITS 2026-10-30
433 Chapter 433: Lira’s vengeance 2026-10-30
434 Chapter 434: DUEL OF FATHER AND SON 2026-10-30
435 Chapter 435: HEART OF PROJECT LAVA IX 2026-10-30
436 Chapter 436: THE FALL OF GRACIAL LANKA 2026-10-30
437 Chapter 437: THE QUIET AFTER THE STORM 2026-10-30
438 Chapter 438: BURDEN 2026-10-30
439 Chapter 439: THE DARK KEEPER 2026-10-30
440 Chapter 440: SPATIAL FRACTURES 2026-10-30
441 Chapter 441: THE DIAGNOSIS OF SIKUWA AND KORU 2026-10-30
442 Chapter 442: THE SOLITARY FAREWELL 2026-10-30
443 Chapter 443: KAROKAI CRATER 2026-10-30
444 Chapter 444: THE HEXAGON ABYSS 2026-10-30
445 Chapter 445: RIVER OF DEAD GENERATION 2026-10-30
446 Chapter 446: PHANTOMS OF N’FOLU 2026-10-30
447 Chapter 447: THE TOLL ON THE SHELL 2026-10-30
448 Chapter 448: VOID TEMPTATION 2026-10-30
449 Chapter 449: SOLITARY STRUGGLE 2026-10-30
450 Chapter 450: ZAIRA’S VIGILS 2026-10-30

Colossal Zaira surged south across the pine-covered foothills of Tagayia, her massive armored scales slicing through the morning fog like a dark warship.

Atop her broad neck, Sagiri stood in total, effortless balance, his black cloak billowing in the cold northern wind.

Inside his spiritual channels, the chaotic storms of relic energy were completely gone, replaced by the calm, deadly precision of the Silver-Veined Void Blade.

His dual-colored eyes scanned the distant horizon miles ahead, tracking the thick dust clouds rising from the central crossroads where the Great Highway met the northern valley.

Through his heightened senses, he could feel the distinct, rhythmic vibrations of forty thousand southern warriors marching in tight, synchronized formation.

He could also sense a foul, freezing disturbance lying in wait near the crossroads—the unnatural, necrotic aura of Glacial Lanka’s forward shock troops.

At the rocky junction below, a dozen southern scouts on desert sand-striders were pinned against the stone highway markers by heavy frost-tipped ballistas.

Over two hundred elite Lanka Soulless shock troops in spiked ice-armor formed a tight blockade, supported by massive frost-horned war beasts.

The southern scouts fought valiantly with their bronze spears, but the thick frost-plating on the enemy beasts deflected their strikes with dull clangs.

”Hold the line!” the lead southern scout shouted, spitting blood as a towering frost beast reared back with razor-sharp claws.

Before the beast could strike, an earth-shattering titan roar tore through the heavens, shattering the pine trees along the ridge into splinters.

Colossal Zaira breached the tree line like a falling mountain, slamming into the road with a seismic shockwave that tossed fifty iron-clad enforcers into the air.

Sagiri leaped from the serpent’s brow, descending through the dust with supernatural, weightless grace.

The moment his boots touched the stone highway, Sagiri unleashed his sovereign aura without holding back a single thread of power.

A suffocating, pitch-black and radiant silver pressure erupted from his body in a visible dome of crushing gravity.

The ground within fifty paces groaned and spider-webbed under the immense weight of his presence, flattening the grass to ash.

The towering frost beasts let out high-pitched whimpers, their feral instincts instantly recognizing an apex predator whose power dwarfed their own.

Their legs buckled under the sheer terror radiating from Sagiri’s dual-colored eyes, collapsing heavily onto their bellies in total submission.

The Soulless enforcers, devoid of fear, raised their heavy ice-cleavers and charged at him in a relentless wave of steel.

Sagiri did not even adjust his stance or draw a weapon into his hand.

He simply flicked his right fingers forward, and Nokai flared on his back with a blinding flash of silver-black starlight.

Twenty Silver-Veined Void Blades detached from the sheath in a synchronized burst of speed, expanding into a rotating lotus of death.

Sagiri stepped forward with the calm, fluid movements of the ancient N’folu blade dances, letting the floating blades do the harvesting.

His right eye perceived the flow of corrupted energy, guiding each blade along the invisible lines of spiritual vulnerability.

The silver-veined steel did not clash against the heavy frost-armor; it phased directly through the thick iron plates like moonlight passing through glass.

With surgical, silent precision, the twenty blades severed the alchemical bio-neural cores embedded in the necks of the marching enforcers.

One by one, the elite Lanka shock troops froze mid-stride, the blue frost in their eyes dying out as they collapsed harmlessly into piles of scrap metal.

Sagiri walked through the charging ranks without a single sword touching his cloak, his expression cold, detached, and utterly untouchable.

In less than ten heartbeats, all two hundred heavily armored shock troops lay motionless upon the cracked stone road.

The twenty Silver-Veined Void Blades reformed their protective halo behind his shoulders, humming softly with pristine, unblemished light.

The surviving southern scouts stared in stunned disbelief, their hands shaking as they dropped their bronze spears and fell to their knees.

”The... the Supreme Chief,” one scout whispered, his chest heaving with awe. ”He did not even draw a blade.”

Just then, the main vanguard of the Southern Host crested the southern ridge in a magnificent display of military power.

General Zafaru rode at the front in polished bronze warplate, flanked by Elder Koru and twenty senior clan chieftains.

Behind them marched forty thousand southern spearmen in synchronized ranks, followed by hundreds of heavy Molakwa kinetic siege wagons.

The entire four-mile column of warriors came to an abrupt halt at the top of the rise, staring down at the crossroads in absolute shock.

They saw the decimated Lanka forward battalion scattered across the road, and their young Supreme Chief standing alone in the center of the carnage.

The majestic, terrifying aura rolling off Sagiri’s shoulders washed over the entire forty-thousand-man army, making their souls tremble with profound reverence.

Elder Koru, who had once doubted the young Keeper, wiped cold sweat from his brow and dropped his eyes in total, humble submission.

General Zafaru swallowed hard, feeling the hair on his arms stand up from the sheer sovereign majesty radiating from his young leader.

Without hesitation, General Zafaru drew his broad scimitar, raised it high toward the morning sun, and roared with all his might.

”All hail Supreme Chief Sagiri!” Zafaru’s battle cry echoed across the plains like rolling thunder. ”All hail the Last Keeper!”

Forty thousand warriors slammed their iron spears against their heavy bronze shields, creating a deafening rhythm that shook the very earth beneath the valley.

The roar of forty thousand voices rose into the sky, banishing all fear, all fatigue, and all doubt from the southern army.

Sagiri turned to face his grand host, his dual eyes burning with unmistakable authority.

He walked over to colossal Zaira, vaulted onto her brow, and drew Nokai’s primary blade, pointing the gleaming silver-veined tip directly toward the northern mountains.

”Warriors of the South!” Sagiri’s voice carried across the four-mile column with the clear, resonant power of a war horn.

”Glacial Lanka has brought war to our continent, threatening our families, our homes, and our future,” Sagiri declared.

”Our brothers in the North are bleeding on the slopes of Kovura Pass to hold the line,” he continued. ”We will not let them stand alone!”

”We march at full speed! No slowing down, no stopping, and no mercy for the monsters who invade our land!” Sagiri roared.

”We will break Lanka’s spine before the sun sets over the pass!” he commanded, his aura flaring in a grand pillar of silver and dark light.

A hundred southern war horns blared across the central plains in a unified call to battle.

General Zafaru signaled the advance, and the forty-thousand-strong Southern Host surged forward in a relentless, high-speed blitzkrieg march.

Heavy siege wagons thundered along the stone highway, while thousands of desert spearmen matched Zaira’s rapid stride with iron discipline.

At the head of the unstoppable southern vanguard rode the Last Keeper, radiating invincible majesty as he led forty thousand spears into the northern war.

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