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

not hesitate at all and

but they were helpless against bullets that

from Skyarch Palace to fall. Lyndon was alone in his efforts, but the enemy could do nothing against

of them could dodge the bullets, of course. Some others picked up weapons and fired back at Lyndon.

When the men from Skyarch Palace noticed that, they rushed forward

glints 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,

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

steps forward, almost collapsing to the floor. His face stiffened

He had only been hit once by the enemy. From this, one could see

was at his limit, the men from Skyarch Palace were not hasty

just need to know that you’re about to die in a

at night. What are you

that bright, are you, young man? We want to capture the King, of course!”

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

this under orders,”

whose orders?” Lyndon asked. He knew that his death was inescapable, but he wanted to buy more time. If the reinforcements arrived on time, these

the back of the throng, “Under my orders, Chief Gorp!”

from Skyarch Palace cleared a path immediately, on which Jerry and his sons–Kelvin and

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 by

his sons walk out. He knew of Jerry’s cruel nature, but he did not expect him to be the one who

Jerry, who had such standing in the royal court,

he, Jerry? Why would you