The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 522

Chapter 522 Who in the World Dares Challenge Him? 

Chapter 522 Who in the World Dares Challenge Him? 

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Robin raised an eyebrow and looked in Catherine’s direction. “A mere insect dares to spout nonsense!” 

Prometheus hesitated for a moment, then said coldly. “Are you saying you refuse my offer?” 

Robin glanced at the Draconite in his hand. “You’re not worthy.” 

Prometheus’s face contorted with rage, and the staff in his hand rose into the air as if by magic. 

In an instant, it split into thousands of branches, trapping Robin within. 

The Peachgrove shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck. 

A thick cloud of dust rose from the surrounding cliffs, the rocks splintering and exploding layer by layer with a series of deafening blasts. 

The powerful tremors forced all the onlookers to retreat instinctively. 

Thick smoke and dust filled the air, creating an impenetrable wall that hid Prometheus and Robin from view 

No one could see what was happening inside. 

From afar, they could make out flashes of red light and blinding golden rays piercing through the haze. 

Several beams of blood–red energy shot out, and amid the chaos, a golden dragon seemed to be twisting *and leaping through the smoke, as if alive. 

Some even thought they could hear the ancient sound of a dragon’s roar echoing from the depths of time 

-a joyful, unrestrained cry. 

The onlookers shook their heads in pity as they gazed into the cloud of smoke. 

What a shame. 

The legendary Divine Drakebane would never write another chapter in his story. 

Too young. He was still too young! 

To throw his life away over a single Draconite–it wasn’t worth it. 

If he’d just been wiser, accepted Prometheus’s offer, and handed over the Draconite, he could have become his apprentice. 

Wouldn’t that have been the perfect outcome? 

But now, his life was gone, so what use was it to talk about possessing some wondrous treasure? 

Ah, some people… they’re just too blinded by arrogance. 

As everyone outside the dust cloud debated who would win or lose, who would live or die between Robin and Prometheus, a sudden silence fell over the scene. 

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When the dust began to settle, Prometheus’s staff and Robin’s dragon were visible–both broken in 

Prometheus, once a figure of unmatched power, clutched his bleeding throat, staring at Robin in shock. 

“You… how could you possibly kill me…” 

“Fool! Killing you is no harder than slaughtering a chicken, Robin sneered, glancing down at Prometheus’s collapsing body with disdain. 

In his hand, the dragon dagger burst into a brilliant golden light.. 

A golden dragon soared out of the dagger, coiling through the air. 

With a thunderous roar, it drew in the essence and marrow of four nearby elite fighters, draining them dry 

in an instant. 

The bodies of these once–mighty Dark List warriors shriveled up into husks within seconds. 

After feasting on the blood and essence of the fallen, the golden dragon lazily receded back dragon dagger, and the radiant golden light gradually faded from the Peachgrove. 

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Only a soft, ghostly moonlight remained, casting a mysterious and eerie glow over the still surface of the pool. 

As the smoke cleared, everyone looked toward the shadowy figure standing alone in the grove.. 

“It’s Divine Drakebane!” 

“But… where is Prometheus, the number one on the Dark List?” 

Catherine’s eyes searched anxiously for the towering figure she had once looked up to. 

But no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find Prometheus, the man who had wielded the staff and dominated the Dark List. 

“Robin… Robin, where is Lord Prometheus?” she stammered. 

Robin pointed to the shriveled, paper–thin remains on the ground and raised an eyebrow. “Your ‘lord‘ is dead.” 

It was only in that moment that the surrounding fighters fully grasped the truth: Prometheus, once the greatest in the World of Darkness, was dead–slain by this Divine Drakebane. 

They looked at Robin’s back in stunned silence, their bodies trembling with fear. 

With such terrifying strength… who in the world would dare challenge him? 

Holding the Draconite, Robin raised the dragon dagger and pointed it toward the top–tier fighters who were still frozen in shock. 

“Does anyone else want to test their strength and try taking the Draconite from me?” 

Not a single person spoke. 

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To have killed several of the top 20 fighters on the Dark List in just a matter of minutes… who in their right mind would dare provoke him now? 

One by one, the fighters dropped to their knees, 

“Lord Drakebane, we wouldn’t dare!” 

“Now get out of Dragon Ridge Valley–all of you!” 

Robin swept his cold gaze over the crowd. “If I see any of you here again, you’ll be dead.” 

“Yes, Lord Drakebanel” came the unanimous reply. 

Without another word, the fighters fled the Peachgrove, disappearing as fast as they could. 

They were all grateful that reason had ultimately triumphed over greed. 

If they’d let their ambition get the best of them and taken one step further, it would be their bodies lying in the Peachgrove now. 

Ezra, the leader of Duskvale in the Phoenix Vanguard, approached Robin, kneeling respectfully. “Honored Lord, I’ll take my leave now,” 

Robin waved him off dismissively. “Get lost.” 

Heads lowered, the group quickly left Dragon Ridge Valley. 

Catherine remained where she was, her eyes fixed on the Draconite in Robin’s hand, gleaming with a radiant light. 

Her gaze flickered with something intense.