The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1369 Jaxon Rose of the Third Syndicate

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The two grotesque women from the previous night pushed through the crowd, their beady eyes burning into Robin with pure hatred.

“Priestess Hacyon was right–you’re utterly delusional!” one spat.

“The Four Warlords who once dominated Netheris? You’re not fit to lick their boots!”

Robin smirked. “Still gargling the Syndicate’s lies, I sec. Tell me, hogs–what have you ever done besides worship shadows?

“Just look at yourselves, acting like deluded fools.

“Those ‘Warlords‘ would crumble under one punch from me.”

The women’s lumpy faces twisted in rage, their sausage fingers twitching as if itching to strike.

The provocation sent ripples through the gathered warriors who were here for the Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris.

“Who does this trash think he is? He dares to disrespect the Third Syndicate’s legends!”

A thunderous voice cracked through the murmurs.

“Do you even know what kind of force the Four Warlords were back then?

“Under the High Pontiff, Netheris Syndicate flourished because of the Four Warlords and the Eighteen Golden Armor Knights. The Third Syndicate shaped eras with a glance.

“And you think you can eclipse them? You reek of madness.”

Robin searched for the voice and saw a group of ten men marching toward him.

A towering figure with muscles like steel cables led them. He looked to be 30 years old.

His eyes harbored a chilling murderous intent as they locked on Robin.

Arthur whispered in Robin’s ears. “Mr. Ramsey, that’s Jaxon Rose. The Third Syndicate’s Peak Grandmaster.”

Jaxon began striding toward Robin.

The crowd parted to make a way for him.

“That’s Jaxon from the Third Syndicate.”

“They say he’s already hit the Peak Grandmaster!”

“He’s ranked first in the entire Third Syndicate!”

“Rumor says he’s Warlord Gabriel’s final disciple.

by all Four Warlords and the Eighteen

man’s ruthlessness is legendary–even his syndicate fears provoking

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Jaxon Rose of the Third

makes anyone below Grandmaster level

Robin studied Jaxon’s approach.

man radiated palpable energy–a tsunami

to draw

the former ruler of the World

had an impressive cultivation

Third Syndicate’s Four Warlords and Eighteen Golden Armor Knights, excellence

had clearly bred arrogance. Jaxon carried himself with the swagger of someone

the

gutter syndicate spat you out?” Jaxon’s finger stabbed toward Robin, his neck veins bulging. “How

froze,

“Who is this nobody?”

from

got no

seems… pretty close to Hacyon from the

“Your precious Warlords are rotting in unmarked graves. Yet here you are, still

have a problem

“Mr.

his sleeve

he’s in such a

A fierce battle was about

Onlookers sized up Robin.

insane… or he’s already beyond

energy. “You just signed your

hags saw their chance. “Master Rosel We don’t know where this man hails from. Maybe this outsider

sister’s taking him to Pontiff Talmud in the Ninth

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her disciples with a glare. “Another word and you’ll lose your tongues.

lifted her chin. “Master

he has offended you in any way, wait until his meeting with Pontiff Talmud ends. Settle your ute

sneer didn’t waver as he shot

mere

Third Syndicate stood as the most

naturally looked down on someone of Hacyon’s

mentioned that Pontiff Talmud wished to see