The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1108 Proud of Their God of War

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At an altitude of six miles, the Drakebane J–70 unleashed a devastating strike, reducing Black Serpent No. 301, the lead fighter jet, to a fiery wreckage.

The captain, Geraint, thrown into the open sky, felt a chill run down his spine.

In a mere fraction of a second!

The Drakebane had exploited an almost imperceptible chance and delivered a direct hit.

Once a legendary pilot, he found himself in utter disbelief, his mind struggling to accept reality, wishing desperately that this was all a hallucination.

High above, the smoke gradually faded as the parachute carried him downward.

The scattered debris of the downed fighter jet drifted through the boundless sky like tears of despair, fading into the void.

A heavy sigh cut through the thick clouds, filling Geraint’s chest with an overwhelming sense of grief.

He had never imagined that the formidable Black Serpent squadron would crumble so easily before the might of the Drakebane.

This battle had no purpose!

Bryon’s miscalculation had destroyed decades of careful planning.

It was more than humiliation, it was total annihilation.

As Geraint descended, burdened by regret, the Drakebane J–70 suddenly came to a halt right before him.

Inside the cockpit, Robin lifted a hand, shaping his fingers into a mock handgun as if to say, “Gotcha!”

A moment later, a searing laser beam erupted from the cannon.

Geraint let out a bitter smile before being instantly vaporized by the searing heat, vanishing into a plume of smoke.

The two wingmen, No. 302 and No. 303 trailing closely behind Black Serpent No. 301, immediately committed a suicidal attack.

One veered left, the other right, both roaring toward Robin’s fighter jet at full speed. At the same time, their fire–control radars locked onto their target, and two missiles launched in unison, streaking through the sky with deadly precision.

With a swift yank of the control stick, Robin sent the Drakebane J–70 soaring over 0,6 miles straight up.

The two incoming missiles met midair, colliding in a violent detonation, forming a blazing sphere of destruction.

With their captain gone, the Black Serpent No. 3 squadron plunged into disarray.

Out of nowhere, Drakebane 0002 emerged from the side, firing off two precise missiles that obliterated Black Serpent No. 302 and No. 303 in an instant.

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of Their God of

the Black Serpent No. 3 squadron had been

“Incredible!”

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12 miles, the international Thalrex Order F–22 squadron had an unobstructed view of the battle

squadron leader, Pierre Mann, could hardly contain his excitement, practically ready to leap out of

was, without a doubt, the most breathtaking aerial combat he had

this fight would be one of a kind, something no one could ever

Robin as a rival but had

have vanished before Lord Drakebane just

pilot in all of Escea, going up against Robin right now would only lead to his

aerial combat skills were, he had no chance

were impossible to

Draconia also roared with excitement, filled

an incredible achievement was more than just worthy of applause, it was the triumph

warrior!

an even

sworn to protect our homeland, when would we finally have the chance to unleash our unyielding

constant restraint have left us seething with frustration and

this fearless battle uniform, at the mighty warships and artillery beneath us, and then at those politicians

extravagant decorations are

lowly scoundrels from unremarkable places mocking me right to my face, flashing obscene gestures,

everything, just like the Divine Drakebane, and

“But I cannot!

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so, then let’s lose ourselves in this breathtaking aerial battle, as if we are part of

Force has already guaranteed Felix that the

be completely wiped out

the last three remaining fighter jets choose to surrender, considering Divine Drakebane’s ruthless nature, he will still hunt

of shock, Black Serpent No. 304, 305, and 306 swiftly maneuvered out of Robin’s attack range,

activate the stealth mode but instead revealed himself directly in front

military

ability to cruise at supersonic speeds

present, no other fighter jet can

lags behind, unable to

could possibly keep up with the Drakebane

305, and 306 turned around to pursue the Drakebane J–70, Robin suddenly pulled the nose up, maximizing the aircraft’s aerodynamic drag

the Black Serpent squadron reacted instantly, tilting their canards and tail fins in unison, lifting their noses to slow down immediately, unintentionally exposing their