Semua Bab Last Man Standing: Bab 411 - Bab 420

With a swift slash, the blade cut through the air, leaving a crimson trail from the nape of Wilder's neck down to his waist. His body twitched a few times before laying still on the floor, lifeless.The great hall filled with sharp intakes of breath as the onlookers, Abbercrombie's top brass, stared in stunned silence.Rackaham's enforcers did not mess around. When they struck, it was lethal.However, what shocked them most was that among the fallen was Abbercrombie's own Lord Warfield—killed just like that?After a moment to collect himself, Luca approached Howard with a deep bow."I can't thank you enough, Master Howard, for exposing Lord Warfield, the traitor among us. Your help won't be forgotten," he said, his voice dripping with gratitude.He meant every word. Without Howard, he would have lost not just his title but likely his life. Howard had been his savior.Howard waved off the thanks. "No big deal. I'm taking him with me. You don't mind, do you?" he said casually, eye

"Sir, if we send the Forbidden Army into Ciolara, do you think Sheldon will let them through?" Carbonemys asked, trying to keep his voice steady.Sheldon Zavala, the deputy marshal of the Northern defense, was the man in charge of Ciolara and its five military airports."If he even thinks about stopping us, we'll turn his precious airports to dust!" Sabertooth growled."Sabertooth, try not to stir the pot, will you?" Carbonemys shot him a warning look. "We're talking about Ciolara, not just some random backwater.""He'll give the green light. Get the word out. We roll out at first light," Howard interjected calmly."Roger that!" The Phoenix trio nodded, ready for the command.At the crack of dawn, Howard and his team of four made their way to the airport.The elite squad of the Forbidden Army stood in perfect formation, clad in their signature battle gear, each with a Blood Shadow Saber at their waist, its handle a deep crimson."A salute to the marshal!" A hundred voices boome

"As far as I know, Abbercrombie's folks came in through the Southern defense. What's the plan?" Ezra pressed on."Some people just can't get enough." The elder sighed deeply."We should get everyone together to talk this over before we decide."He paused briefly before adding, "Has the old man heard about this yet?""I don't know. Let's hope it hasn't reached him. If it has, some folks might be in for a world of hurt." Ezra shook his head."Maybe I should just call him and fill him in. It'll be worse if he calls us first, and we're unprepared," the elder mused before deciding."Let's hold off for now. We'll call after the Calnan mess is sorted. It might give the old man some time to settle down," Ezra suggested, sipping his coffee."Sounds good," the elder agreed with a slight nod.Finishing up, he took a leisurely sip of his coffee."With Howard targeting the Calnan nobles, the other families won't just stand by. Do you think Yoel and Dragon can handle it?""As long as the h

With a heavy sigh, one elder cleared the tension and turned to Nevaeh."So, you're the Shadow Sect's district governor of the north, Lord Nevaeh? What's the big idea, bringing your forces down on our Calnan estate like this?"It's not still about that past squabble, is it? The Central Authority has closed that chapter. Surely, the Shadow Sect isn't thinking of defying them...""Cut the chatter. You're out of your depth with the trouble you are in," Nevaeh cut in, her voice icy."You're guests of the Calnan family, so I'll offer you this: leave now, and you live."Stay, and if you so much as hinder the Shadow Sect's pursuit of a fugitive, you'll be cut down!""Who is this criminal Lady Nevaeh speaks of?" The old man inhaled deeply, seeking clarity."You've got thirty seconds to hand them over and clear out, or you're on your own!" Nevaeh cut him off, her voice icy with impatience."Do you Shadow Sect folks ever play by the rules? I can't believe you'd have the guts to take on al

"Charge!" echoed the hundred-strong Forbidden Army, as they dashed into battle with their Blood Shadow Sabers drawn."Charge!" The cry was taken up by a hundred of the Shadow Sect's Elegant Uniformed Troops."There's no need for the Shadow Sect to engage!" Yoel commanded, his voice resonating with authority.Those foes were the elite of the Calnan family, each a formidable adversary.The Shadow Sect had its share of warriors at or even late martial general stage, but they were still outmatched, and unnecessary sacrifices were not on Yoel's agenda.Besides, he was confident that the enemy did not stand a ghost of a chance with the First Squad of the Forbidden Army in the fray."Vice-marshal Louis, let us fight!" Elvis implored, his fighting spirit blazing.As a martial god himself, he could easily dispatch a handful of the family's key players."Shadow Sect's finest, the Elegant Uniformed Troops, we request to enter the fray!" A chorus of a hundred voices echoed the plea.For t