The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1068 A Brutal Lesson

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Hatred, buried like a dormant volcano for 10,000 years, finally erupted in full force on this fateful night.

Fueled by the weight of vengeance, the dragon dagger became an unstoppable force, cutting down anyone in sight like a demon possessed.

Robin was like a bloodthirsty war god, wielding his blade with unrelenting fury. In a single breath, he slaughtered 90 percent of the Clerys‘ security forces.

It didn’t matter whether they were human or animal–anything alive within the manor fell to the merciless edge of the dragon dagger.

Hundreds of slashes, each one deadly.

The entire Clery manor trembled under the massacre.

Guards and warriors, seeing no escape, commit suicide. The gruesome scene was beyond words–nothing short of sheer horror.

Blood from the fallen flooded the manor, a thick, iron–scented mist rising into the cold night air like an omen of death.

Thibault never imagined that his reckless decision would bring such utter destruction to his home.

Despite his years of witnessing bloodshed and war, even he could not withstand this level of ruthless slaughter–no, this cold–blooded extermination.

“Activate the manor’s defense mechanisms! Now!” Thibault roared, his back drenched in cold sweat.

The surviving guards, dazed by the carnage, finally remembered their last line of defense–the lethal hidden weapons.

In an instant, a storm of poisoned blades rained down like an apocalyptic downpour. They didn’t just target Robin, Cynthia, and Rita–many of their own men were caught in the deadly crossfire.

The first wave of hidden blades took out half of the remaining warriors.

The Clerys‘ arsenal was renowned as the deadliest in Sakurania.

Cynthia gasped as she saw the second wave hurtling toward them.

It was no different from being caught under the barrage of a hundred sniper rifles, all firing at once.

Despite knowing the killing prowess of Divine Drakebane, she dared not fully believe that Robin could withstand such an overwhelming assault forever.

The relentless storm of weapons gave the remaining Clery warriors a desperate flicker of hope.

They all wished for one outcome–to see Robin pierced by a thousand blades, his heart torn apart.

wish would

left every last soul frozen

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unimaginable speed.

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toward the desperate Clery

sharp clash of metal resounded like a symphony of

was like an invisible shield had formed around Robin, Cynthia,

single poisoned blades

masters.

they chased down the Clerys warriors, slicing their throats clean before the victims

a distance in stunned disbelief, their understanding of martial

such

Divine Drakebane–the one even

former confidence had vanished. Now,

provoking this

Ramsey! This is unbelievable!” Cynthia and Rita nearly burst

swords and daggers flashed around them,

witnessing such absolute power overwhelmed

fear of disrupting Robin, they would have gladly thrown themselves at his feet, baring

She would serve this man, even as a lowly servant,

clan gave up all resistance, surrendering to poisoned blades

belonged to the

the 380 lives that once populated the Clerys manor remained after

the

eerie glow of the manor’s lanterns, the

blood dripped onto the granite floor, echoing eerily through the silent

step, Robin advanced toward Thibault and Gauthier at

he passed, no

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those on the brink of death–none

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dagger with each step,

300 feet, 39

swelling within

master of the World of

must follow the code