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.

ensure that His

mob of people, Lyndon did not hesitate at all and fired immediately. He

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

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

bullets, of course. Some others picked up

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

by as Lyndon engaged in battle with those men. He was an innate grandmaster who was quite powerful himself,

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

forward, almost collapsing to the floor. His face stiffened

been hit once by the enemy. From this,

not hasty in taking action. Lyndon

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

at night. What are you after?” Lyndon

to capture

you to be so bold as to attempt capturing the King?” Lyndon

this under orders,” Jett

death was inescapable, but he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on

this moment, someone spoke at the back of the

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

followed beside them. Darren was holding a huge blade about as tall as a human. It was

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

in the royal court, dared to orchestrate a

Jerry? Why

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