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.

raised his head, astonishment written across his face, though he maintained an outward

Robin closely under the dim

hard to believe that the legendary and

associate him with terms

man who had shaken the entire World of Darkness in just a few years

realized he had to

Robin's strength, Darkwolf

seemed

like him could navigate the World of Darkness and instill fear in the most elite assassin organizations, such as the Phoenix Vanguard and the Dark Night Alliance. In the years he had spent retreating into the mountains, had the World of Darkness become so

asked, "Divine Drakebane,

heard of the Soul Collector from many years

playful manner, while pouring himself a cup of

that motivates you to track me down to Draconia and risk

up. He felt an unusual energy surrounding him-military

were powerful figures watching

Darkwolf regarded

on the police to dance

many years without defeat, because I'm faster than anyone else at killing, but my ability to escape is unmatched worldwide. The most important skill for an assassin is survival. If you can assassinate your target

quite

sizing up the

never

you a chance

at Robin with a chilly smile,

unaware of my true strength. As the Assassin King, I

slowly, as if casually gossiping, his face devoid of tension or

discussing trivial matters-not the obliteration of

be so sure you can escape from me? As for those military forces

them,

Venet

relied

wouldn't be

stiffened. "Lord Drakebane, you may be underestimating my power. After years of

underground, someone like you

appears, and

you've built today is merely a stroke of luck. When

asked coldly, "Thirteen

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

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

finish her sentence,

woman was tall, curvy, and breathtakingly beautiful-a true

tonight's

she leaned closer to Robin, almost spilling her

from

guy's attention," one of Ralph's companions remarked, glancing at Ralph. Those spoil brats understood all too well that Ralph came to the

Ralph's expression darkened.

he would

this scene, he

that guy what's what!"

business was looking to leverage the Preston Group to send their