The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 941 Because It Bothers Me!

The sudden shift in the atmosphere caused the entire meeting room to tense up in an instant.

Thirty members of the Dark Night Alliance appeared out of nowhere, swiftly forming a protective circle.

Galen and Ernst exchanged a glance before turning to examine the young man who was slowly walking toward them.

To their surprise, among the group trailing behind him were Felix and Luella!

For a moment, both Galen and Ernst were stunned.

They had spent the entire afternoon in this villa, imagining various scenarios for the fall of the Aldridges.

But they never expected to see them here!

Could it be that Gottlieb, in an effort to give Ernst a live opportunity for revenge, had deliberately brought Felix and the others here alive?

Mateo, in a black robe, and a young man dressed in black quickly approached Galen.

"Chief Guardian Galen, this is the combat master hired by the Aldridges. He's the one who killed my son!" Mateo exclaimed.

Another man in black robes cried out in shock, "Master, this is Robin, my sworn enemy from the Brookhaven Martial Alliance!" With that, he pleaded, "Please, Master, let me personally eliminate this murderer who destroyed my entire family!" Galen coldly appraised Robin, ignoring Mateo and Sam.

He looked around, searching for members of the Caffereys or the Spartine Warriors.

But aside from Kolton and the Aldridges' guards, there was no one else!

A sudden, ominous feeling hit him like a ton of bricks.

What was going on here?

The Dark Night Alliance had teamed up with the Caffereys and the Spartine Warriors.

The assassination plan had been meticulously designed over three months, nearly perfect!noveldrama

There should have been no room for error.

Ernst, too, felt a wave of confusion.

For the first time in 50 years, he was standing face to face with Felix, the object of his vengeance.

A complex feeling welled up inside him.

His original plan had been to meet Felix in his final moments, after Gottlieb and Leandro had taken their turn, to declare his victory.

But how was it that this old man appeared so strong, so healthy, right in front of him?

This script was all wrong.

"Who are you? How dare you intrude on my house?" Galen's voice was icy as he pointed that question at Robin.

Robin chuckled darkly, "The one who's here to kill you."

As his words rang out, dozens of Dark Web Assassins appeared, swiftly getting rid of the members of the Dark Night Alliance inside and outside the villa. Galen was shocked.

He recognized their identity through the way they moved.

Could it be that the Aldridges were working with the Dark Web?

"You're from the Dark Web?" Galen demanded, his voice cold.

"We've always kept to our own business. Are you trying to make enemies with the Dark Night Alliance?"

"What if we are?" Robin took a disinfectant wipe from the blue-clad guards, casually wiping his hands.

Galen froze in shock, his eyes widening as he watched Robin's calm hand-wiping motion.

There was a legend about a terrifying figure, a person who always wiped his hands both before and after a kill.

This individual had once said it was because he held life in reverence.

He didn't kill for the sake of ending lives but to rid the world of evil.

That figure, feared even by the gods, was known as Divine Drakebane!

"Y-you are..." Galen instinctively stepped back.

"That's right!" Robin smiled coldly, slamming his hand on Galen's shoulder.

A loud crack echoed through the room.

Galen's right shoulder collapsed instantly. His massive frame hit the ground with a loud thud.

Both of his kneecaps shattered under the impact.

The room fell eerily silent.

Ernst watched in stunned disbelief, his eyes blank.

The dying sunlight streamed through, piercing his weary, unwilling eyes, still clinging to the last traces of stubbornness. "W-why are you doing this to me?" Galen gasped, looking up in terror at the towering figure of Divine Drakebane.

He never imagined he would one day face this monster as an enemy.

Robin flashed a dazzling grin. "Because it bothers me. As simple as that!"

A loud bang rang out.

The heavy combat boot slammed down, crushing Galen's skull in a brutal, merciless blow.

Even in death, Galen never understood why this living legend had chosen to kill him.

Mateo and Sam stood frozen, dumbstruck.

Galen was one of the top ten guardians of the Dark Night Alliance. His combat prowess had ranked in the top 30 of the World of Darkness.

Yet before Robin, he was utterly powerless.

"Come here. Let's settle the score!" Robin beckoned Mateo with a wave of his hand.

Mateo, now dry-mouthed and fearful, stammered, "D-do you know who you just killed? He was one of the top ten guardians of the Dark Night Alliance!" "Really?" Robin wiped blood off his combat boots and said indifferently, "Well, that's just perfect. I want to kill Dark Night Alliance members."

"I don't have time to waste with you. I'm going to kill you and move on to the next!" Mateo sneered.

In an instant, Mateo raised his hand high, sending a thick cloud of black smoke crashing toward Robin.

Inside the smoke, Robin's hand struck Mateo's face with a violent slap.

Slap! The sound echoed loudly.

When the smoke cleared, all that remained was Mateo's headless corpse, blood pouring from the neck in a foul, putrid stream.

"How disgusting!" Robin muttered as

he accepted a thick bundle of wipes

from the blue-clad guards. He

cleansed his hands, wiping the blood until it vanished.

After using the final wipe, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Sam? This is interesting! Your grandfather had already been

secretly working with the Dark Night Alliance, and at the end of his life, he pushed you to the edge of the cliff.

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"Ronald spent a lifetime scheming to make the Brookhaven Martial Alliance the greatest faction in Draconia, only to end up with a ruined family.

"He was just a delusional fool,

unable to understand that small intelligence, enormous schemes,

and weak virtue always lead to disaster. His end was inevitable!"

"Robin, I won't let you insult my grandfather!" Sam cried out, pulling off his black hood.

In an instant, his eyes turned red, his face filled with dark mist as he swung his hand to strike at Robin.

Robin sneered coldly. "Did you learn this pathetic move from the Chief Guardian of the Dark Night Alliance? Kneel!" Sam's body, leaping in mid-air, crashed to the ground with a sickening thud.

"W-what did you do to me? Let me go! I'll kill you!" Sam howled, struggling, but he couldn't get up from the ground. The blood-red sunset grew even more intense.

It bathed the place in an expanding, empty stillness.

Sam's screams grew softer and softer, and in the end, there was only a desolate dust cloud in his eyes.

Through the blood-red twilight, Sam gazed up at Robin's figure.

Standing tall and powerful, like an unscalable mountain, his presence became an eternal symbol of despair.