The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1069 Sent Him Flying With a Slap

Faced with the indifferent Divine Drakebane, Thibault was at a loss for words.

As Robin approached, the overwhelming aura of death made his legs tremble.

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The Clerys, the most prominent family in the Brookville District with over 100 years of influence, were wiped out in less than two hours.

Eloi and the core members had already mentally broken down.

They had planned to capture and kill the Divine Drakebane, but instead found themselves in this tragic situation!

Thibault had instructed his people to call for backup.

However, when they tried to use their communication devices, they discovered that the Dark Web had completely blocked all signals.

It was as if the manor had become an isolated island, cut off from all contact or reinforcements.

Even if Robin killed everyone here, no one outside would find out.

“Please, Master Lysaght, make your move quickly, this … this is a devil!” Eloi, his eyes bloodshot, pointed at the approaching Robin and roared.

At that moment, the fear felt by him and the core Clery members was beyond description.

Just Robin’s gentle smile was enough to make several of them die of fright on the spot.

Now, they truly understood why even the top martial artists in the World of Darkness feared the Divine Drakebane.

“Cynthia, you traitor of the family! You will definitely face the most brutal and relentless retaliation from the family!”

“You have no chance!” A cold, chilling voice echoed in Eloi’s ears. Before he could place it, he found the terrifying God of Death standing in front of him.

“You…” Eloi struggled to speak, but no sound came out as air leaked from his throat, and his vision blurred until he succumbed to eternal darkness.

Eloi’s throat was cut, and the core Clery members fled immediately.

Only Thibault and Gauthier remained in the mansion’s meeting hall.

members had no idea that, today, the mansion had fallen entirely into the

to escape even if they grew

found themselves

dire situation, had no choice but to

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incessantly that Gauthier could steer them

focused his full attention

in 20 years, once again flashed its fierce cold

only crafted by the renowned “Northmare Blade God” Art Sloane but also bestowed with the title of “warrior blade” by

never been

years.

thanks to this blade, making him one of

years, his past

retired from the World of Darkness would not dare show disrespect when facing this hall–of–fame master of the

his 70s, radiated the majestic aura of a martial

a cold moon slicing through the night, instantly dispersed the ominous aura enveloping the

family members exclaimed

in the darkest of nights was reignited, fueling their will

clan and a hall–of–fame grandmaster of the Sakuranian race.

Lysaght takes action, that heartless man will

him into a

despite his careful observation, still could

experts of the Clerys were mere

killings reflected a deficiency in spiritual cultivation, for it was said that under the sword of a true master, not even

the mediocre and ordinary suggested

deep understanding of the divine ways. Without it, no one could ascend to the

his blade at Robin, Gauthier scoffed, “So, the Divine Drakebane is merely a low–level butcher. My blade has

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