The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1184 The Four Warlords

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The cold, ceric moonlight bathed Snowy Inn and the vast, desolate snowfield in a ghostly, unsettling glow.

For a long time, no one dared to speak.

Will and Virgil, now wrapped in bandages, trembled as they stared at the lifeless bodies of Errol and Mick, sprawled in the snow.

The deep wounds on their own bodies no longer caused them pain–shock had dulled their senses.

They were simply grateful they hadn’t met the same fate as Errol, who had been decapitated in an instant by Divine Drakebane’s blade.

They kept reminding themselves that from now on, they would need to show respect to those around them.

They never knew when they might cross paths with a super martial arts master capable of ending their lives with a single strike.

Before this, none of them could have imagined encountering someone as terrifying and elusive as Divine Drakebane at Snowy Inn.

A few warriors quickly disposed of Errol and Mick’s bodies, tossing them into a nearby drainage ditch.

The remaining warriors silently returned to Snowy Inn, feeling that staying inside was their only safe option.

Each one kept their head down, quietly drinking strong liquor to calm the fear gnawing at their insides.

Nearly all of them had heard of Divine Drakebane’s reputation.

But none had expected the legendary figure to appear so close to them, so suddenly.

They were warriors from the World of Darkness, all seeking the ancient relic.

Now, after witnessing Divine Drakebane’s brutal methods, almost all of them began to reconsider their plans.

None of them were willing to venture deeper into Snow Valley.

It was several long minutes before anyone remembered Doran, the innkeeper.

That was right–hadn’t Doran gone into the back hall to show Divine Drakebane the snowmobile and never returned?

The moment those words were spoken, a chill ran through everyone.

They all knew what had happened to Doran.

After a brief silence, a few of the bolder warriors stood up and opened the door to the back hall.

in the snowfield was beyond anything

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this, all the warriors quickly retreated

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and

would have

sound of footsteps in

deep, gruff voice called

like someone from Ugonland

some food. We’ll keep moving after

the warriors in the inn recognized

of the Panacea Ocean

followed

Hand Syndicate, Kaseth from the Angel Society, Haniel from the

entered one

arts masters from

to Snow Valley to hunt down Divine Drakebane and claim

called out, “Doran, bring

“Bring out all your

the snowmobiles

calls,

Eagle, frowned. “Huh?

he answered, “The owner,

“What?”

Killed not long

immediately turned their attention to Will. “What do you mean?

shrugged. “Divine Drakebane. He just

were too late. If we’d arrived sooner, we could’ve taken

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could defeat Divine Drakebane. Virgil couldn’t hold back any longer.

unfazed. “So what? Isn’t it common

Errol, ranked 38th on the Dark List, from 20

Haniel, and Blake froze

had to be a super martial arts

curious, asked, “Who killed

killed Errol

even have a

fell silent. You could hear a

Haniel, and Blake exchanged