All Chapters of Last Man Standing: Chapter 511 - Chapter 520

He had just felt the formidable power of a martial knight at the ultimate mastery stage from his adversary, and his face took on a grave expression. Yet, in the depths of his eyes, a fierce eagerness for battle sparked to life."Rakshasa, take Qemal to the side for a breather," he said, pausing briefly before signaling to Blood Rakshasa, who was hurrying over."Got it!" Blood Rakshasa shouted back. "Sir, watch your back. If things go south, we'll make a quick exit!""Retreat isn't in Blood Shadow's vocabulary!" Sabertooth shot back, then strode a few paces toward the Inferno Maned Lion, his blade at the ready."You've got guts, messing with a Rackaham VIP. After today, your Infernal Gate will be history in The Dark World!"The Inferno Maned Lion's laughter boomed.He paused for a moment, then raised his voice at Sabertooth. "An ant at the level of martial knight major mastery, spouting such big talk? You're off your rocker. Are all Rackaham's folks as brainless as you?"Are you

With those words, he faced the Inferno Maned Lion once more. "End it yourself. I'll let you keep your dignity intact. Though, I can't do anything about that arm of yours!""Cursed!" The Inferno Maned Lion's expression was stormy, his face a mask of fury.In his state, there was no way he could take on Sabertooth, who was at the peak of his powers.Without a second thought, he spun and bolted to the side, knowing all too well that any delay spelled doom."Thinking of running now? Too late!"Sabertooth's voice boomed as he surged forward, his blade flashing like lightning, aiming for the Inferno Maned Lion's back."No!"The Inferno Maned Lion, panic-stricken, pushed himself to move even faster.However, his injuries were too severe, he could not dodge the inevitable slash, and a streak of silver cut across his waist.Propelled by momentum, he stumbled several steps before his body split in two, crashing to the ground as blood gushed out."Told you it was too late to run," Saber

"Sir, look out!""Sabertooth, duck!"Blood Rakshasa and the others shouted their warnings in unison."Huh!?" Sabertooth felt the full brunt of the incoming strike, his eyes narrowing as his energy erupted. Gritting his teeth, he crossed his saber before him and summoned every ounce of his strength to create a shield of protection aura."Foolish!" sneered the Inferno Demon Sovereign, a calculated smirk spreading across his face. To think a mere peak martial knight could catch his strike was laughable!Forget a peak martial knight; even a fledgling martial ancestor would not stand a chance!However, in the next instant, his smirk froze solid.In a heartbeat, his skin prickled as every pore opened wide, and he was overwhelmed by an intense sense of danger that flooded his every cell.At the same time, a streak of blood-red light sliced through the sky, zooming into his vision with no time for him to react. It struck with lethal precision.The blade left a crimson trail from his s

Vicenzo's thanks came from the depths of his soul. He never expected the King of the West to save him personally—a rare honor by any standard.Without Howard's intervention, Vicenzo and his allies like Sabertooth might not have survived. The thought of being responsible for such a loss was unbearable.Howard waved off the thanks with a chuckle. "No need for formalities, Mr. Jencks. Just doing what's right."Soon, they reached the desolate battlefield, a grim reminder of the conflict. The ground was a macabre tapestry of severed limbs and a river of blood—the aftermath of a fierce struggle.Despite the sheer number of adversaries, they were nothing more than the weaker forces of the Infernal Gate, easily overpowered by Waldo's four fierce deputies and the Blood Shadow crew.In no time at all, each one hit the ground. Though a few were still hanging on by a thread, their time was running out."Salute to the marshal!" The crowd roared as Howard appeared. They had met with Howard jus

"Blood Rakshasa, let's get into the details about that map," Howard said, shifting his gaze to Blood Rakshasa.He might not care for the map itself, but with Rakshasa's very survival at stake, it was time to get involved."Right," Blood Rakshasa agreed with a nod before diving back into the conversation."To be honest, I had no clue what that map was all about. Lately, though, there's been this buzz around The Dark World."Rumor has it that some martial emperor—a real powerhouse—bit the dust in the mountains here about twenty or thirty years back. They say he left behind all his secrets."And now, everyone's tripping over themselves to get there!""A martial emperor, that's it? Is it really that big of a deal?" Yoel could not hide his skepticism."Mr. Louis, for most folks who live and breathe martial arts, becoming a martial emperor is like a pipe dream," Sabertooth chimed in. "So when a chance like this falls into your lap, you bet they're all in.""How'd The Dark World even