The Almighty Lord Caspian

Chapter 722 The Power of Black Moon 

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.

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

huge mob of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all

but they were helpless against bullets that

about to smoke, causing more men from Skyarch

course. Some others picked up weapons and fired back at Lyndon.

they rushed forward instantly. Helpless, Lyndon could only set the gun down and pick up a knife from beside him before charging into the fray.

who was quite powerful himself, but when faced with so

his palm. Lyndon felt a chill go

His face stiffened before he spat out a glob of blood.

his body. He had only been hit once by the enemy. From this, one could see how powerful the man who had hit him

Lyndon was at his limit, the men from Skyarch Palace were not hasty in taking action. Lyndon looked back at the old man, asking, “Who are you?

about to die in a few days!” the old man said. He was also a martial artist, and his name was

at night. What are you

to capture the

for you to be so bold as to attempt

doing this under

he wanted to buy

back of the throng, “Under my orders, Chief Gorp!”

Jerry and his sons–Kelvin

of Raging Blade, and Jethro Roman, the head of Three Poisons Hall, followed beside them. Darren was holding a huge blade about as tall as a human. It was

unspeakably shocked upon seeing Jerry and his sons walk out. He knew of Jerry’s cruel nature, but he

Jerry, who had such standing in the royal

mistreated you, has he, Jerry? Why would you start a rebellion?”

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