The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 240 Why Shouldn't I Kill Him?

The Hellclaw assassin knew all too well the truth of his situation. Escaping alive in the presence of someone like Robin, the terrifying Divine Drakebane, was utterly impossible. Years ago, this man had reduced the Dark Lord, the Phoenix Vanguard, and the Drumskulls-all notorious gang factions-to mere ants.

The former Dark Lord, Caym, had reached the pinnacle of the Ancient Martial Realm with millions of followers worldwide.

However, he ultimately met a gruesome end on top of a church.

Legend had it that the one who ended this top-tier figure in the Ancient Martial Realm was none other than Divine Drakebane with a single blow.

Even a figure as legendary as the former Dark Lord fell to a single strike from Robin.

What chance did an insignificant Hellclaw assassin like him stand?

If he didn't die from torture, that would already be the best outcome he could hope for.

At this moment, all he wished for was a quick death at the hands of the Divine Drakebane. "What?!"

The scene unfolded before Talia was beyond her comprehension.

"How can a vicious Hellclaw's assassin show such fear in the presence of Robin?

"Is this some kind of illusion?"

As an elite member of Draconia's Investigation Division 7, Talia found it impossible to accept what she was witnessing.

The Hellclaw assassination organization had risen quickly in less than a decade, yet this notorious group had already caused countless bloodbaths across Draconia.

Most of its members were hardened criminals who had escaped from the prisons of Draconia and Southeast Aurientia.

Once they joined Hellclaw, they underwent brutal training to become assassins, reaching a level of skill that allowed them to participate in the organization's missions. As a result, each member was a formidable fighter.

Ordinary police officers and even special forces struggled to survive against Hellclaw assassins.

Talia had once trained in special forces.

Not only was she skilled in combat, but her marksmanship was also sharp.

Although she couldn't match the elites of Draconia's War Wolf Special Forces, she was still considered top-tier among regular officers.

Despite her prowess, she could barely hold her own against an average Hellclaw assassin.

Encountering someone like Grizz would likely leave her struggling to escape.

Yet here was Robin, who had not only severely injured Grizz but had also killed three Hellclaw assassins.

Now, he had rendered the assassin before her so terrified that he knelt, trembling as if he had seen a devil. Who exactly was Robin?

What made him so fearsome that even the Hellclaw killers were terrified?

conflict with the Brookhaven Martial Alliance at the Harmonfield

next day, the

had it that it was

Talia couldn't believe

they couldn't stand against the most powerful alliance in Draconia, let alone

guy a

a combat expert, she would never

was clear enough that this guy

he was a slightly more

was puzzled as to why this

Vera was equally astonished.

many adventures, she recognized

the Hellclaw was a group of

that these

Vera doesn't get it.

want to

with such a formidable man brought her

hired these people to assassinate her, her anger flared! That b*stard is

fortune and attempted to get rid of

I had nothing to do with them

Silva Group thriving, he wanted

of this, he seeks

Hmph! Jamie, you're dreaming!

Silva Group is my mother's life work and a gift from

take

inner turmoil

kicked a dagger

dagger glinted coldly as it plunged into the neck

did you kill him?!" Talia shouted as she put her gun into its holster, her voice full

cast a quick glance at

was on the verge

burstin

and said, "Why should

wave of

the onlookers to their

shot out from the darkness of the crowd, a dagger slicing through the air, and

expert took advantage of Talia and Robin's distraction to launch

barely had time to

out!" Tobias and Dustin, both injured, yelled in

of her eye

fast; she didn't even have a chance to draw her weapon. "Perfect timing! I was worried you

pulling

left armpit and drew her gun, placing it