The Almighty Lord Caspian

The Andrews family members were already set on rebelling, so there was no need for them to hide their identities.

After a chaotic battle, none of the King’s guards survived. They were skilled, but they were too few in numbers.

Numerous corpses piled up in the residence, and the floor was red with blood.

The men from Skyarch Palace were not idle. After dealing with the guards, they hurriedly made their way further inside the residence.

When Lyndon heard the footsteps approach, he had a bad premonition. The place was tightly guarded, and the average person should not be able to enter. In addition, the rapid footsteps he heard did not sound like those of the King’s guards.

That left only one possibility–the enemy had invaded the residence!

Lyndon was confused, though. Who would have the ability to do so? It was obvious that the opposing forces had been planning this for a long time.

He was the chief commander of the King’s guards, but all of them had died in West Aridlands. His army was not reconstructed yet, so he was the only one left.

He realized that this incident would be the most perilous one he had encountered ever since he began serving the King. If the guards in the King’s residence had all been killed, he was the only one who could protect the King.

King’s room. He must protect the King and ensure that His Majesty was safe no matter what. Even

artists in Skyarch Palace rushed forward. Upon seeing the huge mob of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all and fired immediately. He killed those people who had dashed forward

extremely powerful eternal grandmasters, but they were helpless against bullets that came at them all of a sudden. They

smoke, causing more men from Skyarch Palace to fall. Lyndon was alone in his efforts,

of course. Some others picked

this heated battle, his machine gun ran out of bullets. When the men from Skyarch Palace noticed that, they rushed forward instantly. Helpless, Lyndon could only set the gun

those men. He was an innate grandmaster who was quite powerful himself, but when faced with so many enemies, he found it difficult to maintain his short–lived advantage in battle after a few

back with his palm. Lyndon felt a chill

a few steps forward, almost collapsing to the floor. His face

hit once by the enemy. From this, one could see how powerful the

hasty in taking action. Lyndon

hearing my name, young man. You just need to know that you’re about to die in a few days!” the old

King’s residence at night. What are you

not that bright, are you, young man? We want to capture the King, of course!” Jett

be so bold

just doing this under orders,” Jett

whose orders?” Lyndon asked. He knew that his death was inescapable, but he wanted to buy

moment, someone spoke at the back of the throng, “Under my

and his sons–Kelvin and Zane–walked. They no longer

Hall, followed beside them. Darren was holding a huge blade about as tall as a human. It was Black

knew of Jerry’s cruel nature, but he did not expect him to be the one who led a huge mob

had such standing in the royal court, dared to orchestrate a rebellion!

mistreated you, has he, Jerry? Why