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.

machine gun and stood guard outside the King’s room. He must 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 in front of bullets.

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

grandmasters, but they were helpless against bullets that came at them

and again until it was about to smoke, causing more men from Skyarch Palace

dodge the bullets, of course. Some others picked up weapons

out of bullets. When the men from Skyarch Palace noticed that, they rushed forward instantly.

powerful himself, but when faced with so many enemies, he found it difficult to maintain his

hit Lyndon’s back with his palm. Lyndon felt a chill go down his back as a powerful

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

been hit once by the enemy. From this, one

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

aren’t worthy of hearing my name, 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 his name was Jett Dunn.

night. What are you after?” Lyndon asked.

are you, young man? We want to capture the King, of

bold of you! Are you courting death for you to be so bold as to attempt capturing the King?” Lyndon

doing this under

he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements

spoke at the back of the throng, “Under my orders,

Palace cleared a path immediately, on which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin and Zane–walked. They no longer needed to hide their identities.

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

of Jerry’s cruel nature, but

who had such standing in the royal court, dared to

Jerry? Why would you start a rebellion?”