The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1147

Dubh knelt on one knee, his right leg shattered under Robin's crushing step.

Despite his 63 years of cultivation, he was unable to overcome his rival, Robin, even for a brief moment.

The Soulrapier was just half a millimeter away from delivering the final blow, yet it was forced to stop.

This was the achievement Dubh would never reach in this lifetime.

Dubh's eyes burned with rage.

Twenty years of solitude, twenty years of painful waiting, and the outcome was tragic.

He looked up at the ancient relic in Robin's hand. It was so close, yet forever out of reach.

It was the very symbol of his faith, the object he had spent two decades obsessively pursuing under Zrifsas Lake, day and night.

For it, he had discarded his conscience and slaughtered innocent lives at Dragon Manor.

He had endured two decades of hardships, only to find that it was a destination he could never reach.

Yet, Dubh couldn't comprehend how Robin had done it.

The Soulrapier was only a centimeter from his throat, and Robin hadn't even made a move.

In that infinitesimal moment, he turned the situation around.

What kind of mastery did one need to achieve to reach such a height?

"Why don't you just kill me already?!" Dubh screamed in a voice filled with desperation, shaking the summit of Kirie Mountain.

Robin coldly wiped his hands and declared, "Killing you with a single stroke won't put the hatred in my heart to rest.

"I told you, before the eyes of the entire world, I'll dismember you filthy killers, torturing you bit by bit until death!

"How could I let you walk away that easily?"

Dubh raised his head in fury. "Drakebane, you're too cruel!

"My skills aren't a match for yours; you could have just killed me and avenged the innocent. Why humiliate me in front of the world?

"Are you not worried about people calling you dishonorable?"

"Dishonorable?" Robin sneered coldly. "I've never cared about those trivial things."

"Twenty years ago, when you stormed Dragon Manor and massacred the innocent, why didn't you worry about people calling you dishonorable or accusing you of lacking ethics?

"You thought that with your skills, you could do something as detestable as that, and no one would know? You thought you could look good in front of the world, as if nothing had happened?

"What are you thinking? You pretentious sc*m still want to talk to me about ethics? Do you even deserve it?

"Mr. Keegan, do you really think the world is full of fools, and you're the only wise one?

"Once you step into the martial society, there's no way to avoid paying the price for your methods.

"I'll tell you, this is what your life's pursuit has led to!

"If evil deeds in this world could go unpunished, it would defy all justice!

"Get ready! This time, I'll cripple your left arm!" Robin tossed his wet napkin high, his foot crashing into Dubh's left shoulder.

With a loud crack, Dubh collapsed to his knees.

His left side caved in, and his arm hung lifelessly.

Dubh looked up to the sky in despair. "Drakebane, you're so cruel.

"My years of hard work are destroyed by you today! Please, kill me already!"

Robin chuckled softly, "I didn't destroy your glory; you did it to yourself.

With another loud crack, he stomped on Taraghlan's skull.

The summit of Kirie Mountain was eerily quiet.

Robin aimed his dragon dagger at the warriors and all the police officers trying to maintain order.

"Do any of you still think you can use moral high ground to restrain me? Come at me!

"If you all can't accept this, I'll start another massacre, turn the whole world upside down!"

Dust and rocks were swirling in the air on the summit, and under the blazing sun, a bloody, tragic scene unfolded.

No one dared to make a sound.

After a long moment of silence, Robin turned back to the nearly breathless Dubh. "Since you've lost your temper, let's continue. I'll send you on your way!"

"Wait!" Kendrick shouted.

"Mr. Drakebane, that's enough. Mr. Keegan killed your family years ago, and you've already come this far. Can't all the hatred be erased now?"

Robin coldly turned to Kendrick and retorted, "No! The hatred in my heart can never be erased!

"All the beautiful things in my life have been destroyed by these butchers!

"They destroyed my house and took away my warmth!

"My life started full of hope, but because of these killers, all I've known is wandering, a life of exile, with nothing left but the bitter road back!

"Let these beasts go? My heart won't allow it!

"You destroyed my home, and now you want me to give you a dignified death? Do you think you deserve it?"

With a sickening crack, he stomped on Dubh's neck, breaking it in one blow.