The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 246 Your Life Has Started the Countdown

In the dimly lit bar on the second floor, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the bustling first floor.

Robin scanned the crowd in the upstairs lounge, his eyes landing on a familiar face.

It was Finn, a disciple of the Alliance.

After the fierce battle at Spiral Heights, the Alliance had disbanded.

Most of its members had scattered from Harmonfield and Brookhaven, seeking their own paths.

Finn himself hails from the provincial capital.

Today, he was accompanying a few childhood friends from home to the Marion Club to check out the new model from Rashea.

Meanwhile, Finn caught sight of Robin.

He had been laughing and joking with his friends, but the moment he saw Divine Drakebane, his expression turned cold, nearly purple, and his teeth began to clatter in fear. The shock that Robin brought was indelible.

Though Finn had not witnessed the bloody events at Dragon Ridge Valley firsthand, the horrors he witnessed at the Harmonfield Hotel had etched themselves in his memory forever. Finn had once believed that Kyler and Ronald represented the pinnacle of strength in the world.

However, Robin's appearance shattered all of his previous beliefs.

The terrifying presence of Robin had left a deep psychological scar on Finn.

At that moment, facing Robin, Finn instinctively lowered his head, a chill running down his spine.

What is Robin doing here?

Did he come to eliminate all the disciples of the Alliance?

From the corner of his eye, Finn stole a glance at Robin, who seemed indifferent to him.

Only then did Finn dare to slowly lift his head.

He felt a slight sense of relief when he saw Robin walking toward a corner table.

The tall and handsome Robin attracted attention once more, drawing gasps and excited whispers from the crowd. Finn's companions were a group of young men from the provincial capital, all notorious for their unruly behavior.

Among them was Ralph Preston, the heir of the Preston Group, who held a leadership position among the group.

Next to Ralph sat Andrew Lambert, whose family owned a boxing gym in the provincial capital, boasting three franchises of fight clubs within Brookhaven.

With his skills and family background, Andrew often stuck close to Ralph.

The rest of the group were second-generation scions of noble families from the provincial capital.

With a chorus of beautiful women gasping, the young men turned their gazes toward Robin.

Although they frequented nightclubs and social events and had met many attractive people, none had ever encountered someone with Robin's extraordinary aura and striking looks. Jealousy stirred within them.

Under the scrutinizing stares of the crowd, Robin approached a middle-aged man with thick hair and sat down.

"Darkwolf, we finally meet," he said.

head, astonishment written across

Robin closely under the

to believe that the legendary and terrifying Divine

would never associate

had shaken the entire World of

realized he had

Robin's strength, Darkwolf

seemed almost

fear in the most elite assassin organizations, such as the Phoenix Vanguard and the Dark Night Alliance. In the years he had spent retreating

he smiled and asked, "Divine Drakebane, are you truly this

Soul

playful manner, while pouring himself a

Vanguard offer that motivates you to track me down to Draconia and risk your own life? "Now that I'm here,

eyes lit up. He felt an unusual energy

were powerful

disdain, Darkwolf

expected someone like you to rely on the police to dance around

unmatched worldwide. The most important skill for an assassin

Drakebane, I'm quite disappointed

smirked, sizing up

overthinking this. I never rely on

give you a chance to avoid

chilly smile, asking, "Divine Drakebane, are you really

strength. As the Assassin King, I can find countless ways to

spoke slowly, as if casually gossiping,

discussing trivial

you can escape from me? As for those military

them,

Venet

relied on them

be the

may be underestimating my power. After years of

underground, someone like you

appears, and

assassins, you are nothing! The reputation you've built today is merely a stroke of luck. When I returned to

asked coldly, "Thirteen assassins? Now there

glanced at his watch and said, "In ten minutes, you'll be dead, and it will be down to ten. By

a striking woman in crystal high heels and a daringly short skirt approached,

sauntered to the table and smiled charmingly at Robin. "Hey there, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but I just can't

could finish her sentence, she burst into

woman was tall, curvy,

tonight's venue, marking her

closer to Robin,

scent wafted from her

queen escort of Marion Club. It looks like she's trying to catch that handsome guy's attention," one of Ralph's companions remarked, glancing at Ralph. Those spoil brats understood all too

Ralph's expression darkened.

that he would definitely take Emmy

witnessed this

I'm going to show that guy what's