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 ensure that His Majesty was safe no matter what. Even if the enemy

of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all and

against bullets that came at them all of a

again until it was about to smoke, causing more men from Skyarch Palace to fall. Lyndon

course. Some others picked up weapons and

they rushed

those men. He was an innate grandmaster who was quite powerful himself, but

moment, an old man hit Lyndon’s back with his palm. Lyndon felt a chill go down his back as a powerful force hit him with a muted thud.

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

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

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

in a few days!” the

the King’s residence at night. What are you

you, young man? We want to capture the King, of course!” Jett said in

bold of you! Are you courting death for you to be so bold as to attempt capturing

this under orders,” Jett replied.

his death was inescapable, but he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on time, these men would be

the back of the throng, “Under my

on which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin and Zane–walked. They no longer needed to hide their identities.

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

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

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

you, has he, Jerry? Why would you start

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