The Almighty Lord Caspian novel Chapter 651

Tom bent down and grabbed Blake by the neck with one hand while forming a fist with the other. Then, he glared at Blake and snarled, "You guys were the ones who hit them! How dare you try to threaten them instead? I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"

In an attempt to scare Tom, Blake cried out, "I'm Blake Jessop, a scion here in Churron! If you even lift a finger against me, I'll make your life a living hell!"

"A scion, huh? That means nothing to me!" Tom retorted before throwing a punch.

There was a muffled crack as Blake's nose got smashed.

Blake screamed in agony as blood poured out of his nose. Tom hadn't held back at all.

"How dare you punch me? I'm going to fucking kill you! My dad's Fergus Jessop, the real estate tycoon in Churron, and my maternal grandfather's Jerry Andrews, the King of Diatoran's trusted subject!" Blake declared.

He was sure everyone who heard who he was would be terrified. After all, Jerry was an extremely powerful figure.

Unfortunately for him, Tom didn't care much about the political scene in Dhord City and barely knew anything about Balthazar.

"I despise people like you who abuse what power you have the most! I don't care who you are! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!" Tom growled before punching Blake a few more times.

Once again, Blake howled as the blows left him feeling like the world was spinning around him.

Meanwhile, the sudden turn of events shocked Cecilia greatly, and even Miranda was stunned.

When Blake's buddies heard his anguished cries, they felt terrified.

They opened their eyes ever so slightly and took a peek at Blake, only to find that his face was covered in blood. He was an absolute mess.

Thus, the two men continued to play dead. Neither one of them had the guts to try and save Blake.

They had seen what Tom could do, and they didn't want to be on the receiving end of that.

It didn't matter to them whether Blake survived Tom's beatings.

As for Blake, he could barely think straight. He never thought he'd ever run into someone who had dared to attack him despite hearing that Jerry was an important political figure.

"Stop! Have mercy! I made a mistake. I admit I was wrong. Please let me off the hook!" Blake begged.

He didn't want to continue suffering in this manner anymore, and he knew that Tom would give him a thorough thrashing if he didn't admit his fault in the situation.

"What a coward you are! I would've had some respect for you if you held on. I didn't think you'd start begging for mercy after just a few punches! But the more you beg, the more I want to beat you up!" Tom snarled.

Smirking, he punched Blake a few more times.

Blake ended up spitting out a mouthful of blood. He felt as if every bone in his body had been broken.

Tom's punches felt like boulders crashing heavily onto him.

Just as Tom was getting into it, Miranda called out, "Tom, stop! You're going to kill him!"

She sensed something was off when all the color drained out of Blake's face.

Tom paused. He wanted to give Blake a good beating, but the latter could barely survive a few punches.

If Tom continued, he could very well end up becoming a killer.

"I'll let you off just this once, but I'll crush you if I ever see you attempting this stunt of yours again!" Tom threatened.

Then, he straightened up and walked back to Miranda.

"Do you think he's dead, Tom?" Miranda asked fearfully.