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.

Drakebane?" The middle-aged man slowly raised his head, astonishment

closely under the dim

to believe that the legendary and terrifying Divine Drakebane was

associate

World of

had to take him

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

Robin seemed

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

asked,

Soul Collector

interested in any legends," Robin replied in a playful manner, while

you to track me down to Draconia and risk your own life?

lit up. He felt an unusual energy surrounding him-military or

were powerful

Darkwolf

to dance around me. Isn't that rather pathetic? "However,

the underground world for 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 and escape, then you are a true Assassin

I'm quite disappointed

up

overthinking this. I never rely on anyone's

can give you a

chilly smile, asking, "Divine Drakebane, are you

be unaware of my true strength. As the Assassin

spoke slowly, as if casually gossiping, his face devoid of

were discussing trivial matters-not the obliteration of a

and asked, "How can you be so sure you can escape from me? As for those military forces

them,

Venet

relied

wouldn't be the Divine Drakebane you speak

be underestimating my power. After years

underground, someone like you

appears, and you think

reputation you've built today is

set down his cup and asked coldly,

said, "In ten minutes, you'll be dead, and it will be

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

I feel

finish her

tall, curvy,

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

she leaned closer to Robin, almost spilling her ample bosom into

scent wafted from her

woman is Emmy Pena, the 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.

Ralph's expression darkened.

had boasted that he would definitely

this

show that guy what's

the troubles at the alliance, his family business was looking to leverage the Preston Group to