The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1020 An Open Provocation Against the Thalrex Order!

Garth stood frozen in place, his mind struggling to catch up with what was happening.

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Staring at the familiar face in front of him, he instinctively took several steps back. "Young Lord Dragon...

Robin chuckled coldly. "Does this face bring back some painful memories?"

Garth nervously swallowed. "I-I don't know Young Lord Dragon!"

"It doesn't matter," Robin said as he slapped Garth on the shoulder.

Crack!

The force of the blow sent Garth's knees slamming into the hard granite floor, sending shards of stone flying.

The air was thick with dust, and streams of hot blood began to seep from the cracks in the shattered stone, slowly oozing and chilling in the eerie silence.

What had once been a cold, indifferent granite floor now resembled a nightmarish and sinister painting, tainted with blood.

Garth felt the agony pulse through his body, his vision spinning, nearly pushing him to the edge of unconsciousness.

Robin calmly took out a fresh white wet wipe and began to leisurely clean his hand.

"Twenty years ago, the Thalrex Order and the international military skills competition committee jointly hosted the first high-tech, intelligent war games competition on Qacalisle Island. You had an encounter with Young Lord Dragon," Robin said, his voice calm but deadly. Garth shuddered involuntarily, his eyes widening as he nodded once, only to shake his head in denial moments later.

Beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and his face paled in sheer terror.

"General Ramsey, I don't know anything! Please, you don't know what you're getting yourself into. Th-this will bring death upon you, just like Lord Dragon... "Garth stammered, his voice shaking. Robin noticed that Garth's fearful eyes kept darting upward, constantly checking the top of the palace. He understood that everything here was being watched.

Garth's voice dropped to a low murmur as he paused. "General Ramsey, let's stop this now. Take my advice, that control device will only bring disaster!

"I can't answer your questions. This involves the safety of Earth and the entire world. I advise you not to pursue the matter of Draconia's Young Lord Dragon... Robin discarded the wet wipe and unsheathed his dragon dagger.

"I'm not some fool who cares about the whole world, and I'm certainly not going to pander to the global masses like you!"

Robin's voice was dripping with disdain.

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disappearance 20 years ago and the Dragon Manor massacre are connected to your rotten organization!" "General Ramsey, I don't know..." Garth began, his voice

I won't waste my time," Robin

entire palace trembled as if it were

dagger slid from

a golden dragon materialized in the air, its fierce form surging

dragon's mighty presence howled in anger as it lashed out, its fangs sinking into Garth's neck and pulling a fountain

figure of Garth aged

me go! I'll talk! I saw Young Lord Dragon!" Garth screamed, his

suddenly pierced Garth's

swiftly dodged, his body a blur, just in time to avoid

at him.

collided with the palace's steel-reinforced walls, creating a three-feet-wide hole and

the Emberleaf Fans, pointing them toward the central top of the palace, where a hidden blast-proof surveillance eye was located. "If that is the case, let us make sure you disappear from

of the L1 Mystic Realm, turning the once-suspected extraterrestrial military base into a

L1 Mystic Realm system blared its terrifying alarms, filling the entire space island with ominous clouds as red

military competition arranged

battle to safeguard

to finish, this was nothing but a d*mn scam!" Robin sneered, activating the Mystic Realm targeting function of

to defend against an alien invasion, it had only been a means to satisfy their own lust

lie had run rampant for

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Now it was clear.

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by the Thalrex Order on Qacalisle Island were not about competition, but a carefully crafted conspiracy by the shadowy figures pulling the strings behind the scenes! Since that was the case, Robin would destroy it

he found the mastermind hiding behind the curtain, he would crush every

in the blood of every

of thunderous explosions echoed through the L1 Mystic

entire island trembled

for over half an hour, until a

L1 Mystic

of virtual reality,