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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Serpent No. 3

“Incredible!”

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an altitude of 12 miles, the international Thalrex Order F–22 squadron

Pierre Mann, could hardly contain his excitement, practically

breathtaking aerial combat he had

fight would be one of a kind, something

Pierre felt fortunate that he had never viewed Robin as

he had done otherwise, he might have vanished before Lord Drakebane just

of Escea, going up against

his aerial combat skills were, he had no chance of

impossible to anticipate, was

of Draconia also roared with excitement, filled with pride for their revered

achievement was more than just worthy of

warrior!

this, an even greater excitement

finally have the chance to unleash our unyielding spirit to the

repeated humiliation, tolerance, and constant restraint have left us seething with frustration

artillery beneath us, and then at those politicians

are nothing

time, I witness those lowly scoundrels from unremarkable places mocking me right to my

the Divine

“But I cannot!

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Their God of

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

Dermot of the East Falcon Carrier Force has already guaranteed Felix that the

fated to be completely wiped out by the end of today.

Divine Drakebane’s ruthless nature, he

maneuvered out of Robin’s attack range, reorganized their formation, and launched another assault

activate the stealth mode but instead revealed

Autreynia military

at supersonic speeds and ranks among the fastest jets globally.

present, no other fighter

to match even half of its velocity.

chase, no aircraft could possibly

Robin suddenly pulled the nose up, maximizing the aircraft’s aerodynamic drag to execute

pilots of the Black Serpent squadron reacted instantly, tilting their canards and tail fins in unison,