The Almighty Lord Caspian novel Chapter 820

As the fighter jets circled around in the air above him, the intelligence officer was filled with terror. Feeling like he had disappointed the King of Filren, he ended his life with a handgun.

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Compared to Filren, which was flooded by desolation, Diatoran was alight with cheer.

Many big cities in Diatoran were broadcasting the wartime news in real time on massive screens. The Diatoranians walked out of their homes and partied on the streets. They shouted Caspian's name on the top of their lungs.

In their hearts, Caspian was undoubtedly the God of War himself!

"The enemy troops are in great disorder. The King of Filren is attempting to retreat back to the capital with his subordinates, but the process hasn't been smooth," a reporter described the newest developments from the frontlines.

On the big screen, Filrenian soldiers were running away in all directions.

"The King of Filren said that they wanted Diatoran to compensate them with 40 trillion dollars and also cede parts of our territory to them, but that's a total joke at this point!" the reporter said sarcastically, breaking away from the solemn tone they had been using.

The King of Filren had also proclaimed that Diatoran would be turned into a living hell, but it seemed that the opposite was happening.

The Diatoranians hated Jerry wholeheartedly. If not for him, Diatoran would have achieved victory long ago.

"The Diatoranian God of War, who has never lost a single battle, is currently inside the King of Filren's residence!" the reporter said enthusiastically.

The news excited everyone, but more people started to worry for Caspian. Although the Filrenian troops were losing, there were still a hundred thousand soldiers in their midst.

Caspian, on the other hand, only had ten thousand soldiers with him. When such a big disparity existed between the two sides, Caspian was still in some amount of danger.

Everyone was cheering and shouting, save for an old man who looked extremely displeased. He said, "The next time I see you, Caspian, it'll be time for you to die!"

The old man was actually Darren in disguise. He had planned to head to Southlake City, where he would kill Caspian. However, he could only return to Skyarch Palace after learning that Caspian was not here.

However, the headquarters of Skyarch Palace was a total mess when he returned, which enraged him. All the people in Skyarch Palace had been murdered too, and no one was capable of that save for Caspian.

Even Raging Blade, the organization Darren had spent half his life on, was nothing but a wasteland now.

Darren swore in secret that he had to kill Caspian and avenge his subordinates.

Just as he was in deep contemplation, he suddenly heard a volley of gunshots.

It seemed that the people from the Inspector General's office had been waiting for him in Raging Blade's headquarters for a long time.

Darren unsheathed Black Moon and parried the bullets flying toward him from all directions with it. He had improved his skills so much that he was now capable of blocking those bullets.

The office knew that Darren was powerful, so they had sent a lot of people here when they got wind of his whereabouts.

They had thought that Darren would end up being buried under gunfire, but what happened in the end was out of their expectations. Darren was so powerful to the extent that he stayed invincible despite having only a blade with him.

The people from the office had yet to be anxious, though. They had an advantage in terms of manpower. They had enough men present to wear Darren down eventually.

Darren had no intention to waste more time here. He slashed his hefty blade in the air forcefully, creating a powerful force laced with murderous intent so potent that the men from the office felt it.

The next second, dozens of men were sent flying by said force, and Darren vanished from the hall.

The men from the office were shel-shocked. Was Darren still human at this point?