Home / THE LAST KEEPER / Chapter 412: Frontier in Flames

Continue on Novkyn

THE LAST KEEPER

Chapter 412: Frontier in Flames · Oct 30, 2026

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Chapter List (473)

Page number / 10

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

Black smoke rolled off the northern ridges of the Kovura Pass, choking the pine valleys in a sulfurous haze.

Down in the rocky gorge below the pass, the frontier market settlement of Olaro was burning.

Timber roofbeams collapsed into the muddy streets in sparks as civilian families fled southward toward the fortress roads.

Heavy iron boots drummed against the frozen riverbed in a synchronized rhythm that shook the valley floor.

Advancing through the freezing mist came the vanguard of Glacial Lanka—five thousand frost-plated Soulless in iron-braced columns.

Their faces were concealed behind featureless iron visors, moving in eerie silence.

Only a twisted alliance could birth such an abomination to invade the sovereign territories of Tagayia.

They carried eight-foot pikes and bronze-plated shields, marching through burning fences without breaking stride.

On the high limestone bluffs overlooking the gorge, three hundred warriors from Galka War Academy and the northern garrison held the bottleneck.

Senior Instructor Lotaga stood on a jagged outcrop, his tactical cloak whipped by the biting gale.

His weathered hands moved with fluid speed, nocking broadhead arrows to his recurve horn-bow and releasing shafts in rapid succession.

Each iron-tipped arrow punched clean through an enforcer’s throat joint, dropping them into the freezing slush.

Yet the Soulless behind them did not pause, stepping over the fallen without breaking rank.

”They don’t bleed and they don’t scream,” Lotaga muttered, spitting onto the rock. ”Just hollow bones and dead meat.”

Beside him on the lower shelf, Captain Fuwuka slammed his massive bronze-headed war mace against his shield, his voice bellowing across the ridge.

In the absence of Grand Marshal Senraki and Marshal Salka, who were still south in Alika, Captain Fuwuka had taken command of the academy forces.

He had not led the cadets out to wage war alone, but to march north in support of the northern tribes.

Grand Zorath Zaka Asakana might have lost to Sagiri in their duel, but he was still very much the chief of the northern clans.

Protecting the northern tribes and their ancestral lands remained Zaka’s highest priority, and his veteran warriors were already locked in combat on the primary northern ridges.

Fuwuka had brought the cadets north to bolster their numbers, hold the secondary passes, and secure Zaka’s exposed mountain flanks.

”Nonagon formation! Lock shields and hold the bridgehead until the last cart clears the southern cut!”

Fifty third-year Galka cadets in obsidian sashes slammed their rectangular bronze shields together in a seamless wall.

Behind them, second-year spear-cadets leveled ten-foot ash-wood lances through the shield gaps, anchoring their heels into frozen soil.

The Soulless vanguard slammed into the shield wall with the brutal force of an avalanche.

CRACK.

Bronze groaned against iron as three-pronged pikes drove into the shield seam with terrifying, mechanical weight.

A cadet on the left flank grunted in pain as a pike grazed his shoulder, but the warrior beside him immediately braced his own weight against the bronze.

”Hold the line!” Fuwuka roared, leaping from the ledge and driving his heavy mace down onto a Soulless commander’s iron helm.

The skull caved with a crunch, the kinetic impact blowing two nearby pikes away from the shield wall.

Fuwuka spun on his heel, sweeping his mace in a horizontal arc that shattered three knee joints in succession.

”Second rank, thrust!” Fuwuka commanded, his breath billowing like white steam in the sub-zero wind.

The Galka cadets drove their ash-wood lances forward in unison, piercing chestplates and unbalancing the front rank of enforcers.

From the cliffs above, junior archers released coordinated volleys of whistling arrows into the enemy’s rear ranks.

Dozens of Soulless fell into the rocky riverbed, but hundreds more continued to surge through the burning village like rising floodwater.

Further up the gorge, three heavy alchemical ballistas mounted on iron-studded sleds emerged from the pine forest.

The Lanka crews pulled back the massive bronze ratchets, loading four-foot iron bolts tipped with corrosive green fire.

”Heavy siege bolts on the northern trail!” a cadet scout shouted from the watch-rock. ”They are targeting the bridge!”

Lotaga’s eyes narrowed as he spotted the lead ballista crew locking their firing pin into place.

He reached into his quiver, drawing an armor-piercing iron needle arrow wrapped in dried pitch.

He struck the flint toggle at his belt, igniting the tip, and drew the bowstring until the horn limbs creaked under tension.

THWIP.

The flaming arrow arced across three hundred paces of freezing air, striking the open powder cask beside the siege sled with pinpoint precision.

BOOM!

The alchemical kegs detonated in an emerald fireball, tearing the ballista into shrapnel and scattering its crew over the cliffs.

”Good shot, old hunter!” a cadet yelled from the shield line.

”Don’t celebrate yet, boy!” Lotaga barked back, already drawing another arrow. ”They’ve got two more sleds behind the ridge!”

Across the lower valley, the last caravan of ox-drawn refugee carts rumbled across the narrow stone bridge into the southern tunnel.

A young mother carrying an infant looked back toward the burning settlement, tears streaming down her soot-stained cheeks as warriors held the pass.

”The bridge is clear, Instructor!” a sentry signaled with a yellow flare from the tunnel mouth. ”The civilians are through!”

Fuwuka parried a double-spear thrust with his mace handle, driving his elbow into the enforcer’s throat before stepping back half a pace.

”Phase two!” Fuwuka bellowed. ”Collapse the bridge and initiate fighting retreat to the second cut!”

Two third-year cadets rushed to the center of the stone bridge, driving iron chisels into the keystone wedges beneath the arch.

With heavy sledgehammers, they struck the iron pins in rapid succession.

CLANG. CLANG. CRACK.

The central keystone gave way, and the stone bridge collapsed into the churning mountain torrent with a thunderous roar.

The severed bridgehead halted the Soulless vanguard’s advance, trapping hundreds of mechanical enforcers on the northern riverbank.

”Move! Up the ridge path!” Fuwuka ordered, ushering the bruised cadets up the narrow stone stairway toward the cliffs.

The Galka warriors moved with disciplined speed, maintaining rear-guard spear screens as they climbed into the rocky defile.

Lotaga remained on the high rock until the last cadet had scrambled past, picking off approaching Lanka scouts with lethal precision.

When enemy archers finally gained the lower ridge, Lotaga leaped down onto the trail, running with the wolf-like endurance of a western hunter.

Half an hour later, the detachment reached the high plateau of the Kovura Watchpost.

Cadets collapsed against granite walls, panting heavily as field healers in green robes moved through the ranks, bandaging wounded warriors.

Fuwuka leaned his back against a stone pillar, inspecting his dented bronze mace while drinking water from a leather canteen.

”How many did we lose?” Fuwuka asked the squad leader.

”Four dead from the vanguard, eleven wounded,” the cadet reported, his hands shaking slightly as he cleaned his sword. ”We held them for three hours.”

Lotaga walked to the edge of the watchtower parapet, staring north through his bronze scouting spyglass.

Beyond the smoldering ruins of Olaro, the mountain passes swarmed with endless columns of iron-armored troops.

Behind the five thousand Soulless vanguard marched heavy siege automata, alchemical supply trains, and frost-wolf cavalry.

”That wasn’t an army,” Lotaga said quietly, lowering the glass. ”That was just the point of the spear.”

Fuwuka joined him at the parapet, his weathered northern face darkening as he took in the massive scale of the invasion force.

”Grand Zorath Zaka is holding the primary ridge with the Asakana and Bami veterans,” Fuwuka rumbled, his grip tightening on his mace.

”Our job is to secure his flank and bolster their numbers with these cadets. The invaders know if they can break this pass, they can encircle Zaka’s host from behind.”

Lotaga adjusted the horn limbs of his bow, his eyes scanning the endless iron ranks moving through the distant snow.

”Zaka has thirty thousand seasoned clan warriors, but Lanka has double that number in monsters,” Lotaga said grimly. ”We hold this watchpost until Salka’s shadow blades arrive from Alika.”

A cold northern gust swept over the watchpost, carrying the faint, ominous rhythm of thousands of war drums beating in the glacial passes.

The frontier was burning, but the lines had held.

Far to the south, beyond the jagged peaks, the message of mobilization was already spreading through every tribe in the realm.

The storm had struck the gates, and the warriors of Tagayia were bracing for the clash.

Prev Chapter Novel Info Next Chapter

Also worth opening

Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses Monkey Bread

Shadow Slave Guiltythree

Reincarnation Of The Strongest Sword God Lucky Old Cat

My Vampire System JKSManga

Versatile Mage Chaos

Chaotic Sword God Xin Xing Xiao Yao

Living In Another World With A Farm Ming Yu

Gravity Mage with Level-Up System Aravind_S

Martial God Asura Kindhearted Bee

Invincible Shen Jian

Shadow Slave Guiltythree

Supreme Emptiness Heavenly Overlord

Ancient Godly Monarch Jing Wu Hen

The Almighty Ring Primodial Saint

Affinity: Chaos Springs_Halo