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.

must protect the King and ensure that His Majesty

an instant, the martial artists in Skyarch Palace rushed forward. Upon seeing the huge mob of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all and fired immediately. He killed

they were helpless against bullets that came at them all of a sudden. They were only human,

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

of them could dodge the bullets, of course. Some others

engaged in 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

was quite powerful himself, but when faced with so many enemies, he found it difficult to maintain his short–lived advantage in

a chill go down his back as a powerful force hit him with a muted

few steps forward, almost collapsing to the floor. His face stiffened before he spat out

body. He had only been hit once by the enemy. From this, one could

limit, the men from Skyarch Palace were not hasty in taking action. Lyndon looked back at

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

at night. What are you after?”

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

you to be so bold

under orders,” Jett replied.

whose orders?” Lyndon asked. He knew that his death was inescapable, but he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on time, these men would be

back of

Skyarch Palace cleared a path immediately, on which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin and Zane–walked. They

Roman, the head of Three Poisons Hall, followed beside them. Darren was holding a huge blade about as tall as a human. It was Black Moon, which

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

such standing in the royal

you, has he, Jerry? Why