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.

protect the King and ensure that His Majesty was safe no matter what. Even if the enemy fighters were all experts, they would be

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 before

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

to smoke, causing more men from Skyarch Palace to fall.

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

they rushed forward

battle with 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

palm. Lyndon felt a chill go down his back as a powerful force hit him with a muted thud.

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

had only been hit once by the enemy.

Skyarch Palace were not hasty in taking action. Lyndon looked back at the old man, asking, “Who are

know that you’re about to die in a few days!” the old man said. He was also a martial artist, and his name was Jett Dunn.

residence at night. What are you

young man? We want to

death for you to be so

this under orders,” Jett

to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on time, these men would be executed.

spoke at the back of the throng,

which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin

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

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

in the royal court, dared to orchestrate a

Majesty has never mistreated you, has he, Jerry? Why would