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

closely under the dim bar

hard to believe that the legendary

never associate him with terms

entire World of Darkness

he had to

brief assessment of Robin's strength, Darkwolf felt no oppressive aura emanating from

seemed

elite assassin organizations, such as the Phoenix Vanguard and the Dark Night Alliance. In the years

asked, "Divine

the Soul Collector

Robin replied in a playful manner, while

to track me down to

up. He felt an unusual energy surrounding

powerful figures

Darkwolf

you to rely on the police to dance around me. Isn't that rather pathetic? "However,

my ability to escape is unmatched worldwide. The most important skill for an assassin is survival. If you can assassinate your

quite

sizing up the once-feared Assassin

overthinking this. I never rely on

can give you a chance

smile, asking, "Divine

of my true strength. As the Assassin King, I can find countless

as if casually gossiping, his face devoid

were discussing trivial matters-not the obliteration of

can you be so sure you can escape from me?

them,

Venet

relied on them

be the Divine Drakebane you speak

stiffened. "Lord Drakebane, you may be

underground, someone like you

appears, and you

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

coldly, "Thirteen assassins? Now

and it will be down

striking woman in crystal high heels and a

charmingly at Robin. "Hey there, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but I just can't remember where,

she could finish her sentence, she

tall, curvy, and

beauty could easily outshine anyone in tonight's venue, marking her as the queen

Robin, almost spilling her ample bosom into

enticing scent wafted from her slightly

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

Ralph's expression darkened.

would definitely take Emmy

witnessed this scene, he

going to show that guy what's what!" Andrew declared,

at the alliance, his family business was looking to leverage the Preston Group to send their disciples