The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1398

At this moment, Talmud was filled with fear.

Even a figure like Koslia seemed insignificant as dust before Divine Drakebane.

How could he possibly have the confidence to stand tall before such a man?

Even though he was of royal blood and the ninth son of the High Pontiff, one of the highest-ranking figures in the Netheris ...

In the face of true power, all worldly glory was nothing but fleeting clouds.

"Fine, fine!" Talmud took a deep breath.

"The message has been sent and they will be here soon. I hope you won't regret this!

"Koslia may be hailed as the number one in Netheris, but the High Pontiff has even more powerful warriors at his side.

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to leave here alive?

Robin chuckled. "Since I came here, I never planned on leaving quietly.

"To provoke me is to invite your own destruction."

Talmud wanted to argue further, but suddenly, the staff pressed down on his shoulder with crushing force, pinning him in place.

"Rita, point out every one of those bastards who hurt you." Robin turned to Rita. "We've got time on our hands, so let's use it to wipe out every piece of trash who abused you!"

Talmud roared. "Are you seriously gonna go this far?"

"Caym only took your wife's soul. Just trade the dagger for it! Why must you slaughter everyone?"

By now, Rita had already identified nearly 30 members of the Ninth Syndicate who had harmed her.

Among them were several grandmasters or people with higher ranks.

"Trade?" Robin sneered. "Is that the logic of the Ninth Syndicate?

"In my world, there's no such thing as equal exchange. There's only extra correction!"

As his words fell, the Vowbinder instantly transformed into a rain of Heavenfall Blades, decapitating every members who had ever abused Rita in the blink of an eye.

The remaining members who were spared for now all dropped to their knees. They had abandoned any thought of retaliation.

They knew that before the Divine Drakebane, all resistance was futile.

Now, all they could do was pray that Kage would arrive soon with powerful reinforcements to destroy this merciless man.

Talmud was even more terrified.

Just a few days ago, he'd heard tales of the Divine Drakebane from Caym.

Back then, he'd thought that the Divine Drakebane from Earthend was just another formidable warrior.

There were plenty of martial artist above the Sanctified Realm in the Netheris.

If the Divine Drakebane was exiled here, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But now, facing the man himself, Talmud realized that both the power and the will of the Divine Drakebane were utterly terrifying.

A man who left himself no retreat and feared nothing was truly invincible.

At this moment, Talmud bitterly regretted agreeing to take in Rita at Caym's request.

If not, he would never have brought such disaster upon himself.

"Mr. Ramsey, I'd like to speak with you." Talmud decided to compromise. He needed to make peace with Robin and withdraw from this hopeless conflict.

Robin slowly turned to him. "Speak."

"What happened to Rita was our fault," Talmud pleaded humbly. "You've already killed those who were responsible. Can we consider the matter settled?

"As for your grudge with Caym, I have no wish to get involved.

Was it all a lie?

All those lofty vows are just for us to follow.

When their own interests are threatened, they are the first to kneel.

Such behavior has never been seen in any syndicate of Netheris.

Talmud is groveling before a fighter from another world!

Kneeling to outsiders and looking down on our own people?

"Didn't you hear me tell you to kneel?" Talmud barked.

Hacyon, with tears of humiliation streaming down her face, dropped to her knees before Robin with a thud.

"Mr. Ramsey." Talmud looked up at Robin's expressionless face. "So, truce?"

Robin chuckled. "A truce? I've never heard of such a thing.

"But there's one question. If you can answer it, maybe I'll let you live."

Talmud's eyes lit up. "Please, Mr. Ramsey, ask me anything. If I know, I'll tell you."

"Koslia said that 20 years ago, Young Lord Dragon from Earthend came to Netheris. It's said he fought Koslia atop the highest peak.

"I want to know what happened to him afterward. Where did he go?"

Talmud trembled all over. He shakily looked up at the murderous Robin and was unable to speak for a long while.

"You can stay silent, or you can refuse to answer." Robin flicked his fingers. "But even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I'll get to the bottom of this!

"If you do that, you won't have even the slimmest chance of survival."

Talmud swallowed hard. "I ... I know about Young Lord Dragon ... "