The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 432 Who Can Stand Against the Armored Battalion

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Although the members of Southlake City’s underworld forces knew a bit of fighting, they couldn’t be

considered true martial arts experts. Naturally, they couldn’t even put up a fight against the experts

from the TMAA.

Blood continued to splatter every single second, and Lincoln was heartbroken by the sight. These men

were all his comrades and friends.

Still, despite the catastrophic losses, Lincoln didn’t intend to retreat. He was going to stay put with his

men until Caspian arrived.

He knew that the tides would turn the moment Caspian showed up!

“Southlake City is weaker than I expected!” Ace said with a derisive scoff as he watched the fight from

a nearby cliff.

These fighters from Southlake City couldn’t even take a beating.

Ace couldn’t understand how Nixon, TMAA’s head elder, could’ve died in this city, along with the other

five thousand men. Who on earth killed them?

In fact, Ace was starting to think he had gone through all this trouble for nothing.

He had gathered all the finest experts in the TMAA to take down Southlake City, avenge their fallen

comrades, and seize the Eldorian Scroll fragment.

However, from the looks of it now, Southlake City was no threat to the TMAA at all.

“Southlake City is just a tiny city, Mr. Garland. It doesn’t have a single powerful person! All of those

rumors were lies! How dare Caspian openly stand against us? He’s got a death wish!” a bearded

elderly man declared with a chuckle.

He was Hector Kline, the second elder of the TMAA.

Ever since Nixon’s death, the position of head elder had been left empty. Hector figured he would

become the head elder once they returned to Dhord City. The thought of that ignited the fire in his eyes.

The day he had been waiting for all this while was finally coming.

“I’m curious to know what’s so special about Caspian. Just how powerful is he?” Ace remarked as he

stared into the distance. “That being said, since I’ve come to supervise the fight in

person, I doubt he can do anything.”

Ace had faith in his abilities.

So what if Caspian had killed Nixon? He was over ten times more powerful than Nixon. Less than a

handful of people in Diatoran could hold their own against him.

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Withdrawing his gaze, Ace looked at Hector and said, “Hector, you’ll be the head elder once we take

down Southlake City.”

“Thank you, Mr. Garland! 1 will do my best!” Hector declared as he got on his knees.

“You may rise,” Ace said with a wave of his hand.

He had no other choice anyway. Nixon was gone, and he could only rely on a few others.

This trip to Southlake City was made to prove the might of the TMAA.

Ace figured that having someone like Hector to lead the men in the fight would boost their morale.

Covered in blood, Bernard approached Lincoln and howled, “Mr. Zott, we can’t keep this up anymore.

They’re too strong! We can’t beat them. If this continues, we’re all going to die!”

Even Bernard couldn’t take it any longer.

In less than half an hour, they had lost a third of their people–nearly ten thousand of the fighters from

the underground forces.

Bodies were strewn all over.

They were bound to lose every single one of their people if the fight continued.

These fighters were once street thugs and hooligans, but even though they were vicious fighters, they

couldn’t stand their ground against the martial arts experts.

“Bernard! No matter what happens, we have to hold on until Mr. Lynch arrives!” Lincoln shouted.

“But…”

Bernard was anxious. Would Caspian really show up? They were all doomed if he didn’t!

But, of course, he dared not voice his doubts out loud.

“Don’t just stand there! Don’t forget who’s the reason why you’re still alive today,” Lincoln growled as he

eyed Bernard. “If you dare retreat, don’t blame me for cutting all ties with you!”

Bernard froze briefly. But soon, he tightened his grip on the machete with a hardened expression. He

was out of options.

“Come with me, men! Let’s kill them!” he roared.

“Let’s kill them!”

“Kill them all!”

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Emotions ran high as Bernard let the men into the fight once more. They were prepared to fight to the

bitter end, for they knew how brutal things would be for the people of Southlake City if the bastards

from the TMAA got into the city.

It would be an unthinkable sight!

“What a bunch of fools. They overestimate themselves. Resistance is futile!” Ace mocked with a

scomful sneer.

In his eyes, Bernard and the others were simply engaging in a meaningless struggle before their

deaths.

“Charge, Armored Battalion! Do your duty to defend the nation!”

“All who invade our territory must die!”

“The invaders must die!”

All of a sudden, many figures streaked into view. They were dressed in silver armor and armed with

curved blades.

With sharp, piercing gazes, they rushed into the fight like a horde of ferocious beasts!

In an instant, howls of agony rang out from the TMAA’s experts. They were powerless against the

armored battalion.

The blades of the soldiers glinted as the TMAA’s experts were slain.

It seemed like Bernard and the others were doomed just moments ago, but the armored battalion

completely turned things around.

“Mr. Lynch has come to save us! Let’s kill these punks, everyone!” Bernard shouted emotionally.

Once again, the fighters from Southlake City rushed into the fight, and the battle intensified

once more.

Soon, the experts from the TMAA were on the losing end of the fight.

Ace was startled by the unexpected change in the situation. He knew that if he didn’t do something to

stop the situation from getting worse, the TMAA might be losing all of their men who were out there

fighting.

“Hector, lead 800 of our eternal grandmasters into the fight to wipe out that armored battalion!” Ace

shouted.

“Yes, Mr. Garland!”

Hector and the eternal grandmasters immediately confronted the armored battalion head–on.

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The eternal grandmasters were the core members of the TMAA. They were the reason why the TMAA

managed to gain a foothold in Dhord City.

Ace was indeed doing whatever it took to get his hands on the Eldorian Scroll fragment.

Ace let out a deep breath as he watched the eternal grandmasters and the armored battalion

clashed.

He had carelessly jumped to conclusions earlier, but thankfully, he kept a trump card up his sleeves.

The armored battalion had to be the most powerful force in Southlake City, right? That had to be all,

right?

Ace couldn’t even bring himself to imagine what he could do if something unexpected cropped up

again.

Southlake City was just an average and insignificant city in Diatoran.

If Ace hadn’t been here to witness the fight himself, he would never have believed that so many expert

fighters dwelled in this city.

They fought with agility and precision. Their moves were disciplined and well–honed. It was clear they

had undergone rigorous training.

Ace never expected such fighters to show up here today.

A few figures appeared in front of Lincoln.

“Mr. Lynch!” Lincoln greeted respectfully.