The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 928 Killing Every Last One of Them

The crowd was surprised at the black-robed man insulting Luella.

He even went so far as to threaten her openly, declaring that today would be the day she died.

In this world, no one had ever been so reckless as to spew such brazen arrogance-especially not at an Aldridge banquet.

What the man in the black robe likely didn't know was that at this very moment, over ten sniper rifles were trained on his head from various vantage points around the venue.

One tap of Luella's phone and his life would be snuffed out in an instant.

The guests outside the banquet hall were momentarily frozen in shock.

Their first thought was that this man was either utterly suicidal or completely deranged.

Nestor was taken aback too.

He scrutinized the intruder carefully but couldn't determine his origins.

Luella's expression darkened.

With a cold laugh, she said, "A nobody like you has no right to decide my fate!"

Abel, the black-robed man, let out a sinister cackle.

"That's not up to you!"

"Who are you to spout such nonsense?" Pierre stepped forward and barked, "Get out of here this instant!"

Abel chuckled. "Trash like you has no right to speak. Stay out of my way if you don't want to die."

Pierre raised his fist and charged at Abel.

With a dull thud, Pierre was sent flying 25 feet backward.

He struggled to get up, coughing up a mouthful of blood as his vision spun.

The guests in the banquet hall instinctively stepped back further, crowding against the edges of the room.

For someone to possess such overwhelming strength, it was no wonder he had the confidence to speak so arrogantly.

However, they were curious about the reason this man was so intent on taking Luella's life.

All eyes in the room turned to Nestor, the Spartine Warrior Champion.

If anyone could take down Abel and save Luella, it had to be him.

Yet Nestor remained rooted to the spot, showing no intention of stepping forward.

discerned that Abel's strength

now would be

the situation, saw an

was the perfect chance to play the hero

he had stepped forward to save Luella and defeated Abel now, she

beings,

Aldridges were at least somewhat evenly matched in

this thought, Teagan pointed coldly at Abel. "How dare you behave so insolently! Did I give

"Permission? Hahaha! Who do you think you are?

erupted, and he clenched his fists tightly. "I am a Seven-Star Spartine

Spartine Warrior?" Abel's eerie laughter grew louder. "Spartine

flicker of coldness flashed

his fists and turned to Nestor. "Mr. Nestor, let me deal with this

stop him, Teagan launched a punch

full-force blow felt as though

power was

burly figure flew backward like a

heart skipped a beat, and a

had judged Abel to be formidable but believed he could at least hold his

witnessing Abel's effortless defeat

Teagan wasn't among

top-tier Spartine Warriors, his

not

fighter could

had dismissed him

blow, it was clear Abel had no intention of killing Pierre

he had, they'd

Teagan, who was still coughing up blood, and shook his

a pack

turned his gaze to Nestor, whose face was

I advise you to stay out of it,

moment but ultimately did not step

of the distinguished guests

of being unbeatable, now didn't even dare to utter a word. Nestor wasn't

was that the Aldridges' feud with

involved in a blood

you coming with me, or do

coldly. "Who are you? Why are you hiding yourself from

the

revealing his face.

hide.

don'tyou? He's my gra

Aldridges has lingered for more than