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

you won't talk, then I won't waste my time," Robin sneered,

trembled as if it were about to

dagger slid

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

anger as it lashed out, its fangs sinking into Garth's neck and pulling a fountain

imposing figure of Garth aged rapidly, his

I saw Young Lord Dragon!" Garth screamed, his voice ragged and

of white light suddenly pierced Garth's skull, the force obliterating his

in time to avoid a laser-guided explosive round shooting

at him.

creating a three-feet-wide hole and causing half of the realm master palace to cave

let us make sure you disappear from the LI Mystic Realm forever!" Robin declared coldly. Simultaneously, he signaled Freya to withdraw all monitoring personnel

from the northeastern corner of the L1 Mystic Realm, turning the once-suspected extraterrestrial military base into a massive rift that plunged deep into

filling the entire space island with ominous clouds as red warning

mere military competition

battle to safeguard Earth or

scam!" Robin sneered, activating the Mystic Realm targeting function of the Emberleaf

of uniting the world's strongest forces to defend against an alien invasion,

lie had run rampant for years,

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Now it was clear.

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a carefully crafted conspiracy by the shadowy figures pulling the strings behind the scenes! Since that was the

curtain, he would crush every last one of

be paid for in the blood of

thunderous explosions echoed

island trembled

continued for over half an hour, until a torrential downpour from the skies finally began to settle the

L1

once a prison of virtual reality, faded away like a dream