The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 519 A Thousand Years

519 A Thousand Years

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Philip's scream pChapter ierced the air, its shrill intensity shaking the very earth. The force of his cry fractured the stone walls around him, sending tremors through the ground and rattling the trees.

The entire peach blossom forest-the hidden sanctuary-shuddered under the sheer power of his fury. Dust swirled through the air, thick and choking, as if the land itself trembled in fear.

Warriors with lower cultivation levels collapsed, blood spilling from their mouths as pain wracked their bodies

The more powerful among them gritted their teeth, struggling to maintain composure against the full force of Philip's wrath, the third-ranked figure on the Dark List.

Once, Philip had carried himself with grace, a dignified figure of poise and wisdom. But now, that image had shattered.

The composed scholar was gone, replaced by an aura of pure, unrelenting killing intent, so potent it seemed to warp the very fabric of the world around him.

Prometheus and Paulson, the top two strongest fighters on the Dark List, stood motionless, their eyes cold. and focused on Robin.

He continued his steady advance toward the pond, but they were prepared-should Philip make a move, they would strike without hesitation.

After the initial shock of Philip's outburst, all eyes turned toward the center of the pond.

There, the legendary Draconite stone radiated a dazzling, otherworldly light.

The sight was mesmerizing, pulling at something deep inside each onlooker,

This was more than just a rare treasure; it was a chance to change their destinies, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Whoever claimed the Draconite would rise above all, gaining a powerful ancient relic that could command the very World of Darkness. The temptation was overwhelming.

Even with the odds stacked against them, many were willing to risk everything for a chance at such unimaginable power.

The

prospect of success stirred a flicker of hope in each of their hearts.

Much like those cherished dreams of the past, there was a spark of hope alive in everyone's heart.

Taking one bold risk might lead to ruin, but what if it miraculously succeeded?

limitless success, a rapid ascent to

if they were too afraid to even envision

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question: Did they have

the Dark List, the treasure hunters in the peach blossom forest

for the Draconite,

the water's edge, hundreds of eager, greedy gazes followed him. Philip's

energy of the stone, its light dancing like a living thing, as though celebrating

leaping and spinning in the air. sending

music, and for a brief moment, it felt as if the Draconite itself was singing,

and magic, as if a passionate spirit, cloaked in red, was reaching out to its long-awaited

after our

countless ages and endless

in armor, to return on the wind's wings so we can rise together and unite the

waited for it for a

me, and I can wait no

entire forest seemed to tremble in anticipation, mirroring

a sound like the innocent, delicate laughter of a child,

hand, and the Draconite grew still its radiant light dimming slightly as the mist settled

droplets of

itself was frozen, captured

leaving behind a trail of peach blossoms in full bloom.

impossible.

the Draconite. Philip's cries broke through the moment, shrill

519 A Thousand

recognizing that the Bloodbound King had

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capable

chant in a strange, eerie tone, his cold, snake-like eyes flashing beneath his glasses as hundreds

in alarm, "Mr.

remained on the Draconite, the stone that had waited a thousand years for

the Draconite reached him, its ancient magic warding

command. Philip's summoned beasts

of four monstrous serpents, two massive tigers, ten wild wolves,

enough to swallow entire buildings, their jaws

razor-sharp, and the wolves were dripping with

and silent, slithered through

the warriors, and the magnitude of Philip's power struck terror into