The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1183 Who Decided That Some People Are Born Noble and Others Are Born Lowly

Robin moved toward Doran with slow deliberate steps. His eyes burning with intense hatred.

This man had played a role in the massacre at Dragon Manor.

In Robin’s mind, Doran was already a dead man.

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What puzzled Robin, however, was how the Dark Syndicate, the Dark Night Alliance, the super martial art masters from the World of Darkness, the international Thalrex Order, and countless other secret sects seemed to be united by some unseen force.

His instincts told him that the so–called ancient relic was merely a small piece of a much larger puzzle.

What is their true objective? How powerful is this relic, really?

Could possessing it truly allow someone to rule the world?

From the way they spoke, it seemed as though the holder of the relic could instantly reshape the entire world.

Robin knew that while immense power could elevate someone to the top, it could never dominate the lives of every individual.

This vast and beautiful planet was far too complex for any single force to control entirely.

All people were born equal.

Every person’s thoughts and beliefs were their own.

The idea that everyone could bow to a single power was nothing more than a fantasy; a dream impossible to achieve.

Even the most brutal forms of oppression could only maintain control for a limited time.

Those who believed they could use force or superstition to enslave the minds of the masses would eventually be crushed by the very people they sought to dominate.

“Oh?” Robin let out a dark chuckle. “I’ll be able to find the light of this world if I follow your so–called Dark Lord?

“Then tell me, what exactly is this world’s light?”

Doran sighed deeply, his eyes shining with a strange admiration.

“The Dark Lord has taught us that there will always be a divide in status, a separation between the noble and the lowborn.

“The world’s order was once stable, until the corrupting forces of money and greed poisoned the hearts of the people.

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lowborn began to think for themselves, they shattered the

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Dark Lord believes that only by restoring the world to its original form can

are destined to suffer in

they possibly enjoy life? How could they ever sit at the

Dark Lord, by unifying the minds of the people, can the world return to peace and

all your talk about the Dark Syndicate’s killings and propaganda is just an attempt to enslave everyone, so that

some people are born noble and others are born

world is vast, and

Syndicate is nothing but trash! What gives them the right to decide who is poor and who

We’re living in an era of awakening, where the people of the world are rising up. Those outdated, oppressive ideologies are nothing but relics of the

a so–called ancient relic can

you won’t change the course of history. The age of the

kill the

35 innocent lives lost at Dragon Manor were taken by your kind–by people like you! Today, I’ll use this dragon dagger in my hand to

the cold night air, nearly 20 men cloaked in black robes materialized from the

of them radiated a swirling, dark energy that seemed

priests of the Dark Syndicate,

pale glow of the moon, a wave of deadly

you abandon any thoughts of violence. Defying the Dark Syndicate will only lead to

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down all who oppose

your nonsense.

flash, a streak of cold light

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the air, leaving a trail of golden brilliance. Doran’s head was severed

the mighty Red Robe Saint, ranked among the top five on the Dark List, had not anticipated being defeated

awareness, watched as his headless body stood motionless under the eerie moonlight. All the blood in his body was swiftly drained, absorbed by the dragon

guard moved with blinding speed, clashing fiercely with

dagger had its fill of blood, it joined the

lasted no more than five minutes before

barely traveled ten meters from Snowy Inn when two warriors from Tanqueria blocked his