The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 828 I Had No Choice but to Compromise

Kennedy's sudden attack engulfed the entire villa's hall in dense, choking black smoke.

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From the depths of the haze emerged millions of writhing worms, surging forward with a vicious hunger, aiming straight for Robin.

The executives of The Dunn Group, frozen in terror, cowered on the ground as they witnessed the horrifying scene unfold before them.

It was as if they had been thrust into the middle of a nightmare; it was a scene ripped straight out of a horror film. For a fleeting moment, they questioned whether they were still in the real world or trapped in some cruel illusion. Never in their lives had they seen anything so grotesque or terrifying.

Every corner of the hall reverberated with Kennedy's maniacal laughter.

From the upper floors, dozens of deformed men descended, their twisted mouths spewing torrents of wriggling, grotesque insects.

"Destroy this filthy, demonic trash!" Robin commanded coldly, his voice cutting through the chaos like a blade.

Without hesitation, two of Robin's blue-clad guards drew their short blades and charged headlong into the grotesque swarm.

The sheer number of worms made them seem invincible, yet their strength lay in a single weakness-the mother parasite that controlled them all.

If the mother parasite could be located and destroyed, the rest of the worms-soulless and directionless- would turn on each other and perish.

The mother parasites were carried by the black-robed disciples of the Poison King Sect, who guided the

swarm.

With calculated precision and deadly speed, the two guards zeroed in on the disciples holding the mother parasites. Their blades struck true, cutting down their targets in quick succession.

A spray of blood painted the hall as the disciples fell, and the once-unstoppable swarm of worms suddenly froze in midair. Foul-smelling black smoke rose as the worms began to devour each other.

The Poison King Sect disciples, masters of poison and parasites, were ill-suited for direct combat.

They quickly fell before the seasoned guards, their specialized skills proving useless in a head-on fight.

With swift and deadly precision, the two blue-clad guards unleashed a flurry of attacks, their knives flashing through the air. Dozens of Poison King Sect disciples fell in an instant, their bodies crumpling to the ground. The black smoke that had filled the hall dissipated, and the grotesque caterpillars withered and died mid-air, raining down onto the floor.

Soon, a carpet of black insect corpses covered the ground.

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Despite witnessing the gruesome demise of his disciple before they could even unleash their poisonous attacks, Kennedy's face remained impassive.

lips as

thicken,

grotesque orb, crawling with worms, surged toward Robin in a furious

Ramsey, watch out!" Rosalie cried out instinctively unable

furious

before he could unleash the full force of his parasitic attack, a sharp, piercing sound echoed through the hall-a dragon's

light streaked across the room as Robin's Dragon Dagger shot forward like

was severed cleanly, and the grotesque black sphere

shock, struggling

the sphere responding to him

he saw his severed

moment the mother parasite lost contact

as black blood sprayed from his stump

him no

by Robin's vital energy, shot through

to a pathetic limbless torso,

and died, while the

had reduced

before, but never

"Mr. Ramsey

her voice barely

even glance

on Kennedy's neck,

he growled "How dare you lay your filthy hands on my neonle? Are you so eamer

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Had No Choice but to

die?"

in agony. "Rosalie,

raising her hand as if to release her poison, but

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a glance. Ilis foot pressed down harder

Liam will kill

with fear, raised his gun and pointed it at Shirley's

could pull the trigger, a gunshot rang out,

screamed in pain as blood sprayed from his wrist, the gun clattering to

terrified Shirley into

a fragile bird, trembling uncontrollably, her eyes squeezed

Robin whispered gently, his voice steady and reassuring. "With me here, no one

"Robin..." Shirler

her face as she buried

truly was-no longer the composed, cold professional but a vulnerable woman who had been pushed to her

Ferell fired three

Bang! Bang! Bang!