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.

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 in front of

an instant, the martial artists in Skyarch Palace rushed forward. Upon seeing the huge mob of people, Lyndon did not

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

Skyarch Palace to fall. Lyndon was alone in his efforts, but the enemy could

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

his machine gun ran out of bullets. When the men from Skyarch Palace noticed that, they rushed forward instantly. Helpless, Lyndon could only set

of light flashed by as Lyndon engaged in 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 advantage in battle

old man hit Lyndon’s back with his palm. Lyndon felt a chill go down his

steps forward, almost collapsing to the floor. His

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

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

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

invaded the King’s residence at night. What

young man? We want to capture the King,

for you to be so bold as to attempt capturing

doing this under orders,” Jett

wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on time,

of the

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

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

upon seeing Jerry and his sons walk out. He knew of Jerry’s cruel nature, but he did not expect

standing in the royal

Why would you start a rebellion?” Lyndon said angrily.