The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 247 I Leave No Survivor

At that moment, Ralph finally understood why Finn had been so terrified.

One man had the power to trample the entire alliance.

The Nevilles, the foremost clan in Ancient Martial, bowed to him in reverence.

The Wrights and the Dunns treated him as an esteemed guest.

Even the Slaters had vanished overnight, all due to Robin.

Such a figure was far beyond the reach of his family.

Ralph was deeply troubled with this discovery.

He immediately picked up his phone.

Meanwhile, Andrew swaggered over to Robin's tea table and plopped down with an air of confidence.

Darkwolf and Emmy turned their gazes towards him.

Andrew flashed a grin at Emmy, poured himself a glass of red wine, and prepared to enjoy a sip.

He was ready to enlighten Robin, that reckless fool who didn't know when he was courting disaster.

Haha! This fool dare steal my Harris's woman? He's asking for trouble!

Andrew lifted his glass, bringing it close to his lips.

"Put down the wine and get lost!" Darkwolf's cold voice cut through the air.

Andrew hesitated for a moment, then he pointed at Robin with a playful smirk. "Mister, I think you're telling him to get lost, right?" Before he could finish, a flash of cold light streaked by. Andrew clutched his throat in shock, staring at Darkwolf in disbelief.

Following that, Andrew's head rolled onto the ground!

"Arghhh!"

Emmy screamed at the sight of Andrew's head rolling on the ground and his blood spraying everywhere.

She fainted a moment later.

A chorus of screams erupted from the second-floor bar as chaos ensued.

The men and women who had been dancing wildly scattered and fled in all directions.

Robin shook his head and said, "You even kill people like this? What a disgrace!"

Darkwolf chuckled darkly. "I never discriminate when it comes to killing.

"He disrupted my plans, and he had to be eliminated! Divine Drakebane-let's never see each other again!"

With that, Darkwolf leaped over the railing of the second floor, cutting through the chaos of people to land outside the Marion Club's main hall. Ralph had never imagined the outcome.

Just as his call connected, Andrew's head had already rolled away.

The sudden, bloody scene made Ralph's stomach churn, and he nearly retched.

"Soul Collector is lousy!" Robin scoffed in disdain, watching Darkwolf disappear into the distance.

He turned and leaped through the large window facing the street.

"Oh my God! What is happening? Is this a hallucination?!"

Darkwolf's shocking display left many stunned.

Seeing Robin's even more incredible feat made them nearly lose their minds.

This couldn't be the set of an Autreynia superhero movie, could it?

Robin chased after Darkwolf, leaving the Marion Club behind.

Special military police lurking around the club rushed in to help maintain order.

Within five minutes, the West Sea Area police took control of the Marion Club.

Slowly, calm returned to the club, but many witnesses to the bloody scene were still in a state of terror and shock.

Ralph and the others stood frozen, answering the police's inquiries, trembling as they looked at the grim aftermath of Andrew's fate.

"Finn, I should have listened to you. If I did, Andrew wouldn't have died here," Ralph murmured, his eyes blank.

Finn, still shaken, replied, "I never expected the man sitting across from Robin to be even more ruthless.

"I just heard the police say that the middle-aged man was a notorious top-tier assassin.

"Just as I suspected-anyone associated with Robin isn't a good person!"

Ralph and the others breathed a sigh of relief, silently grateful they hadn't tried to provoke Robin.

Otherwise, they would have been the ones lying dead.

...

At that moment, Robin had already exited the Marion Club, pursuing Darkwolf.

After leaving the club, Darkwolf dashed into a nearby alley.

The narrow streets were far from the brightness of Rich Street.

He thought he might lose Robin in the night, but after weaving through several dark alleys, Robin remained just behind him.

Realizing he couldn't escape, Darkwolf stopped in his tracks.

It was clear that Robin was much faster.

Stalling like this would only put him in a more dangerous position.

Darkwolf turned to face Robin, who approached calmly.

"I'm going to abandon this mission. Why do you keep chasing me?" Darkwolf asked.

As Robin casually wiped his hands with a napkin, he strolled closer.

"Abandon the mission? Haha!" Robin replied, his demeanor cool and composed.

"Once the game starts, it must reach a conclusion. That's my rule. Do you think you can just come to assassinate and then walk away if it doesn't go your way?"

"Didn't you do any preparation before coming here, Darkwolf?" he continued.

"I'm called Divine Drakebane because under my dragon dagger, there are no survivors! This time, not a single one of the 13 killers who received the Phoenix Vanguard's bounty will return! Your naive Wolfshade can now declare bankruptcy!" The two men stood less than 30 feet apart.

At that moment, Darkwolf felt a palpable killing intent radiating from Robin.

A cold shiver ran down his spine.

He had never experienced such an ominous premonition in his decades of involvement in the assassin underground.

Though he wanted to retreat from this slaughter, it was too late.

Meeting a terrifying figure like Divine Drakebane meant only one outcome: either he would die or Robin would.

With nowhere to escape, Darkwolf let out a chilling howl that echoed through the alley.

An eerie, hellish gloom enveloped the alley.

The sound of his mournful wail caused the two wild dogs, who had been lurking at the entrance of the alley, to drop dead.

Whoosh!

Darkwolf lunged forward, his hands morphing into claw-like weapons that sliced through the dark night, aiming for Robin's shoulders. Robin stood still, showing no signs of evasion.

As the claws neared him, the dragon dagger at his waist shot out of its sheath.

The golden dragon soared through the air, unleashing two streams of intense flames.

Darkwolf's claws turned to ash in an instant.

He rushed up to Robin, but before he could comprehend what had just happened, the dragon dagger had already sliced across his throat.

In his final moments, an eerie smile spread across Darkwolf's face.

The golden dragon then ascended into the sky, illuminating the alley with a dazzling light.

That stunning scene lasted but a brief moment.

Darkwolf's body crumpled to the ground, a lifeless husk.

Robin glanced at the paper-like corpse on the ground and shook his head.

A breeze stirred the night air, and Darkwolf's body disintegrated into a wisp of smoke, vanishing into the endless darkness.

The long, dark alley returned to its chilling silence, as if nothing had occurred.

Robin pulled out a wet napkin to wipe his hands and strolled deeper into the alley with his hands in his pockets.

"Come out! Since you're already

here, why hide? I'm right here in front

of you let's do this!" Robin's voice

echoed eerily in the shadowy alley.

In an instant, seven or eight figures emerged from both sides of the alley, stepping closer to Robin.

Robin lifted his gaze toward the faint light at the end of the alley and sighed.

Nine of the world's top assassins charged at Robin at once.

Before they had taken on this assassination mission, the Phoenix Vanguard had promised a staggering reward for anyone who killed Robin.

However, upon entering Draconia and witnessing the gruesome fate of Darkwolf and the others, everyone realized the truth.

If they didn't team up, none of them would survive.

This wasn't just about the money anymore.

It was a matter of whether they could leave Draconia alive.

They understood now that they had been duped.

The information provided by the Phoenix Vanguard was entirely false.

Divine Drakebane was a formidable opponent.

Darkwolf, who claimed to be the world's top assassin, had fallen without even landing a blow against Robin.

In the end, there wasn't even a body left behind.

Such a shocking display left them in despair.

No one dared to dream of killing Robin and returning to the Phoenix Vanguard to claim their rewards.

In the darkness, they silently reached a consensus, discarding their last shred of pretense.

They no longer cared about their underground reputation and charged toward Robin together. Survival!

That was the only thing that mattered at that moment.

Without a word, they unleashed their full power, aiming to kill Robin.

They assessed that with the strength of all eight of them combined, they could at least hold their ground against this Divine Drakebane.

Surely there would be a chance to escape.

However, the next moment extinguished their last flicker of hope.

A flash of golden light pierced through the dark alley as the dragon dagger flew out, streaking across the air like a lightning bolt.

The eight assassins froze in place, each clutching their throats tightly.

In the next instant, the golden dragon roared, mercilessly draining the lives of the eight top assassins.

In less than a minute, the eight fierce killers, once feared, vanished just like Darkwolf had.

A gust of night wind swept through, intensifying the eerie atmosphere of the long alley.

Robin wiped his hands and tossed the napkin into the air.

Keeping his hands in his pockets, he slowly entered the alley.

At the end of the dim alley stood a man with thick-rimmed glasses, resembling a nerd.

Robin looked up at Kofror's man, known as Viper, and sighed.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"This is the first time I've felt pity before killing someone.

"Jabez, you've done something that makes me hesitate to take your life, but I still can't let you live."

Jabez shrugged and said, "Once I

chose this path, I was never prepared to turn back. If I die here today, it would be a perfect ending. Let's begin; we're both in a hurry to move on."

In an instant, dozens of surgical scalpels flew toward Robin like a rainstorm.

Robin looked at the twinkling blades, momentarily taken aback. "You do live up to your reputation."

A smug smile crept across Jabez's face.

He believed that with his ultimate skills, he might stand a chance against Robin.

However, the next moment, he realized that amidst the flurry of scalpels, Robin's figure had vanished without a trace.

In a flash, a blinding light swept before his eyes, and then there was nothing but silence.

His gaze grew increasingly hollow until, finally, he collapsed to the ground.

Robin looked at Jabez's lifeless body and called out to the shadows, "Leave him intact; take him away and give him a proper burial."

The deep alley glimmered with a dim yellow light, reflecting Robin's tall silhouette as it gradually faded into the distance.