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?

would open the door to limitless success, a

that leap, or if they were too afraid to even envision it, those dreams would

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have the strength to gamble their

Dark List, the treasure hunters in the peach

for the Draconite, no matter

walk toward the water's edge, hundreds of eager, greedy

the stone, its light dancing like a living thing, as though celebrating a reunion with

leaping and spinning in the air. sending beams of light scattering across the

stirred by ethereal music, and for a brief moment, it felt as

was a relic filled with life and magic, as if a passionate spirit,

after

countless ages and endless time, I've waited for

on the wind's wings so we can rise together and unite the

for it for a thousand

upon me,

forest seemed to tremble in anticipation, mirroring the excitement of the

like the innocent, delicate laughter of a

extended his hand, and the Draconite grew still its radiant light dimming slightly as

surface became clear, revealing the sparkling droplets of water that

it seemed time itself was frozen, captured in the

a shy grace, moved toward Robins waiting hand, its glow swirling around him like a celestial dance, leaving behind a trail of peach blossoms in full bloom. The sight was beyond anything they could

impossible.

in awe of the millennia-long reunion between Robin and the Draconite. Philip's cries broke through the moment, shrill and filled with fury. 16:44 Mon,

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back, recognizing that the Bloodbound King had

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with, capable of summoning

tone, his cold, snake-like eyes

in alarm,

focus remained on the Draconite, the stone that had waited

Draconite reached him, its ancient magic warding off the world around

command. Philip's

massive tigers, ten wild wolves,

long enough to swallow entire buildings, their jaws

razor-sharp, and the

through the mist

magnitude of Philip's power struck terror into