The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 901 Bloodshed at Harpton Highlands

On Qacalisle Island, in the southern suburbs of Duskhaven, at the foot of Harpton Highlands, Annie had been tailing four Sakurania assassins.

Her pursuit had led her to a dense, eerie thicket nestled against the base of the mountains.

Harpton Highlands, a region about six miles from Duskhaven, had once been a beautiful and peaceful place, admired by both locals and tourists for its breathtaking views of the sunrise and sunset. However, everything changed two decades ago during the first Qacalisle Summit Meeting held by the Thalrex Order. After that autumn, strange and sinister events began unfolding in the Highlands. People mysteriously vanished or were found dead in the area.

Those who ventured into the thicket returned-if they survived-but mentally broken, as if their minds had been lost to the place.

The events led to the mass evacuation of the area, and over time, Harpton Highlands became an abandoned, forgotten stretch of land.

The early morning air around the foot of Harpton Highlands felt unnaturally quiet, and the overgrown thicket, draped in shadows from the looming mountains, gave off a chilling, foreboding atmosphere. The sense of fear and disorientation seemed to hang in the air. The four assassins, sensing something unusual, stopped in their tracks and turned to face Annie, who had been following them stealthily.

One of the assassins, his voice sharp and demanding, asked, "Who are you? Why are you following us?"

As seasoned professionals, assassins were always meticulous in their preparation.

They never left anything to chance, thoroughly surveying their surroundings before executing a mission.

Annie's sudden appearance caught them off guard.

They had never encountered her before.

As assassins who had been in the field for so long, they were extremely familiar with the methods and codenames of people from the major sects.

Annie showing up here brought them immense uneasiness.

Her techniques and presence felt completely foreign, unlike any sect they knew.

If she were a rookie from some major sect, how had she managed to track them for over six miles without detection?

And where was the man who had been so vigilant earlier?

Such a strange situation made even the most experienced assassins uneasy.

The unknown, after all, is often more terrifying than any known threat.

in the dense thicket, the four assassins quickly made a decision. There was only one course of action:

her surroundings. Her eyes fixed on the assassins

the assassin in black,

silent, her focus unwavering. In a swift

the assassins,

suddenly thick with an ominous,

calm

and composed expression was replaced by one filled with cold determination, her eyes

assassins rose in

confuse her-four points closing in, leaving her no escape. Annie stood firm at the center of the thicket, her senses fully engaged, relying on sight and sound alone to assess the

specialized in ambushes and deceit, the key was to remain calm and look beyond the surface of their feigned strikes, searching for the real opening to strike back.

moment, the four assassins could no longer hold back and rushed toward

their attack, a flurry of blades and sabers filled

projectiles shot toward Annie, raining down

fluid precision, her dagger cutting through the air to knock the projectiles

off and hit one of the

they entered the bloodstream, making the danger even greater. Annie saw

the wounded assassin, her dagger flashing through

Blood splattered as he fell, lifeless,

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fell into an unnatural silence for a brief moment, but then, like a swarm of

metal cutting through

the ground, closing the distance between

way to

she dodged and deflected the oncoming stars, her dagger striking them from

the assault finally slowed. But Annie could feel

grip on the dagger tightened

as she

realization hit her: The thicket had somehow filled with ten more assassins, identical to the ones she had been

froze. Where did they come from? How have

assassins formed a circle around her, trapping her in the

surrounded her, moving in an intricate,

made it impossible for anyone to predict their