The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 522 Who in the World Dares Challenge Him?

Chapter 522 Who in the World Dares Challenge Him?

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Robin raised an eyebrow and looked in Catherine's direction. "A mere insect dares to spout nonsense!" Prometheus hesitated for a moment, then said coldly. "Are you saying you refuse my offer?"

Robin glanced at the Draconite in his hand. "You're not worthy."

Prometheus's face contorted with rage, and the staff in his hand rose into the air as if by magic.

In an instant, it split into thousands of branches, trapping Robin within.

The Peachgrove shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck.

A thick cloud of dust rose from the surrounding cliffs, the rocks splintering and exploding layer by layer with a series of deafening blasts.

The powerful tremors forced all the onlookers to retreat instinctively.

Thick smoke and dust filled the air, creating an impenetrable wall that hid Prometheus and Robin from view

No one could see what was happening inside.

From afar, they could make out flashes of red light and blinding golden rays piercing through the haze.

Several beams of blood-red energy shot out, and amid the chaos, a golden dragon seemed to be twisting *and leaping through the smoke, as if alive. Some even thought they could hear the ancient sound of a dragon's roar echoing from the depths of time

-a joyful, unrestrained cry.

The onlookers shook their heads in pity as they gazed into the cloud of smoke.

What a shame.

The legendary Divine Drakebane would never write another chapter in his story.

Too young. He was still too young!

To throw his life away over a single Draconite-it wasn't worth it.

If he'd just been wiser, accepted Prometheus's offer, and handed over the Draconite, he could have become his apprentice.

Wouldn't that have been the perfect outcome?

But now, his life was gone, so what use was it to talk about possessing some wondrous treasure?

Ah, some people... they're just too blinded by arrogance.

As everyone outside the dust cloud debated who would win or lose, who would live or die between Robin and Prometheus, a sudden silence fell over the scene. 1/4

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dust began to settle, Prometheus's staff

a figure of unmatched power, clutched his bleeding throat, staring at Robin

could you possibly

slaughtering a chicken, Robin sneered, glancing down at Prometheus's

his hand, the dragon dagger

golden dragon soared out of the dagger, coiling

and marrow of four nearby elite fighters, draining

in an instant.

once-mighty Dark List

essence of the fallen, the golden dragon lazily receded back dragon dagger, and the

and eerie glow over the

looked toward the shadowy figure standing

"It's Divine Drakebane!"

is Prometheus, the number one on the Dark

for the towering figure

matter where she looked, she couldn't find Prometheus, the man who had wielded the staff

Robin, where is Lord

paper-thin remains on the ground and raised an eyebrow.

the greatest in the World of Darkness, was dead-slain by this Divine Drakebane. They looked at Robin's back in stunned silence, their bodies

who in the world would dare

Draconite, Robin raised the dragon dagger and pointed it toward the top-tier fighters who were still frozen in

to test their strength and try taking

single

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the top 20 fighters on the Dark List in just a matter of minutes...

Drakebane, we wouldn't

of Dragon

swept his cold gaze over the crowd. "If I see any

came the unanimous

word, the fighters fled the Peachgrove,

were all grateful that reason had ultimately triumphed over

they'd let their ambition get the best of them and taken one step

Vanguard, approached Robin, kneeling respectfully. "Honored Lord, I'll take my leave now,"

the group quickly

was, her eyes fixed on the Draconite

flickered with