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 incomparably weak

Palace rushed forward. Upon seeing the huge mob of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all and fired immediately.

helpless against bullets that came at them all of a sudden. They were

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

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

men from Skyarch Palace noticed that, they rushed forward instantly. Helpless, Lyndon could only set the gun down

was quite powerful himself, but when

his palm. Lyndon felt a

almost collapsing to the floor. His face stiffened before he spat out a glob

by the enemy. From this, one could see how powerful the man who had hit him

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

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

night.

We want to capture the King, of course!”

of you! Are you courting death for you to be

this under orders,” Jett

he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived

at the back of the

a path immediately, on which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin and Zane–walked. They no longer needed

Everett, the head 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 Black Moon, which was left behind

out. He knew of Jerry’s cruel nature, but he did not

the royal court, dared to orchestrate a rebellion!

he, Jerry? Why would you start a rebellion?” Lyndon