The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 1183 Who Decided That SPeople Are Born Noble and Others Are Born Lowly Robin moved toward Doran with slow deliberate steps. His eyes burning with intense hatred.

This man had played a role in the massacre at Dragon Manor.

In Robin's mind, Doran was already a dead man.

Finished What puzzled Robin, however, was how the Dark Syndicate, the Dark Night Alliance, the super martial art masters from the World of Darkness, the international Thalrex Order, and countless other secret sects seemed to be united by sunseen force.

His instincts told him that the so-called ancient relic was merely a small piece of a much larger puzzle.

What is their true objective? How powerful is this relic, really? Could possessing it truly allow someone to rule the world? From the way they spoke, it seemed as though the holder of the relic could instantly reshape the entire world. Robin knew that while immense power could elevate someone to the top, it could never dominate the lives of every individual.

This vast and beautiful plwas far too complex for any single force to control entirely.

All people were born equal.

Every person's thoughts and beliefs were their own.

The idea that everyone could bow to a single power was nothing more than a fantasy; a dream impossible to achieve.

Even the most brutal forms of oppression could only maintain control for a limited time.

Those who believed they could use force or superstition to enslave the minds of the masses would eventually be crushed by the very people they sought to dominate.

"Oh?" Robin let out a dark chuckle. "I'll be able to find the light of this world if I follow your so-called Dark Lord? "Then tell me, what exactly is this world's light?" Doran sighed deeply, his eyes shining with a strange admiration.

"The Dark Lord has taught us that there will always be a divide in status, a separation between the noble and the lowborn.

"The world's order was once stable, until the corrupting forces of money and greed poisoned the hearts of the people.

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"When the lowborn began to think for themselves, they shattered the world's original structure.

"Society becunstable, and the demons among the lowborn rose to power! "If this continues, what will becof our planet? 94% Finished "The Dark Lord believes that only by restoring the world to its original form can we maintain order and stability. "The lowborn are destined to suffer in this world.

"How could they possibly enjoy life? How could they ever sit at the table of the nobles? "That's why only by following the Dark Lord, by unifying the minds of the people, can the world return to peace and order!" Robin's eyes widened as the truth dawned on him. "So all your talk about the Dark Syndicate's killings and propaganda is just an attempt to enslave everyone, so that your so-called Dark Lord can remain on his throne of power, ruling over all! "Who decided that speople are born noble and others are born lowly? Who declared that this world must always have fixed social classes? "The world is vast, and all beings are born equal! "The Dark Syndicate is nothing but trash! What gives them the right to decide who is poor and who is noble?! "That's ancient thinking! We're living in an era of awakening, where the people of the world are rising up. Those outdated, oppressive ideologies are nothing but relics of the past.

"You think a so-called ancient relic can turn back time? Stop dreaming! "Even if you do possess that relic, you won't change the course of history. The age of the people's awakening is already here, and it will only grow stronger with time.

"You're nothing but trash, willing to kill the innocent for your own gain! "The 35 innocent lives lost at Dragon Manor were taken by your kind-by people like you! Today, I'll use this dragon dagger in my hand to send you straight to hell!" As Robin's words lingered in the cold night air, nearly 20 men cloaked in black robes materialized from the shadows of the backyard.

Each of them radiated a swirling, dark energy that seemed to pulse with an ominous force.

These were the high priests of the Dark Syndicate, guardians of its twisted order.

Under the pale glow of the moon, a wave of deadly intent surged through the back hall of Snowy Inn.

Doran's voice was low and threatening. “Divine Drakebane, I suggest you abandon any thoughts of violence. Defying the Dark Syndicate will only lead to one outcome-death! 214 5 Chapter 1183 Who Decided That SPeople Are Born Noble and Others Are Born Lo..

"The Dark Syndicate will hunt down all who oppose its will without mercy until the end of time!" "Enough of your nonsense. Die!" In a flash, a streak of cold light cut through the bright snow.

Finished The dragon dagger sliced through the air, leaving a trail of golden brilliance. Doran's head was severed instantly, flying through the air like a lifeless puppet.

Even the mighty Red Robe Saint, ranked among the top five on the Dark List, had not anticipated being defeated so effortlessly by Divine Drakebane.

Doran's head, still clinging to a flicker of awareness, watched as his headless body stood motionless under the eerie moonlight. All the blood in his body was swiftly drained, absorbed by the dragon dagger as if it were a ravenous beast.

The blue-clad guard moved with blinding speed, clashing fiercely with the group of high priests.

After the dragon dagger had its fill of blood, it joined the battle.

The brutal fight lasted no more than five minutes before it was over.

Robin mounted the snowmobile and had barely traveled ten meters from Snowy Inn when two warriors from Tanqueria blocked his path.

Leading them was Errol Kaff.

This man had once been ranked 38th on the Dark List 20 years ago.

After the massacre at Dragon Manor, he had vanished from the world, only two the to reappear now two decades later in Se search of the ancient relic in Snow Valley. Beside him stood Mick Kingsley, a warrior from the Snow Mountain Tribe.

Robin glanced at the two men, his voice icy. "Move aside." Errol pointed at Robin. "You're from Draconia, aren't you? Hand over the snowmobile. I'll pay you double its price.

"Otherwise, I'll throw you off!" A few warriors who had just exited Snowy Inn recognized Errol and Mick. They quickly warned, "Mick, just let him pass-" Before they could finish, Errol suddenly shouted, "Are you going to letthrough or not? If not, I'll kill you! I'm in a hurry." The warriors from Snowy Inn wanted to warn Errol that this Eastern man was not to be trifled with.

But after 20 years in seclusion, Errol had underestimated Robin entirely.

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Mick, seeing Errol-ranked 38th on the Dark List, a super martial artm master-fall fall so so easily before Robin, finally realized the man before him was not someone to challenge. Quickly, Mick stepped aside, bowing low. "I'm sorry..." Robin snorted coldly. "Too late. Kill him." The blue-clad guard struck with a swift and deadly blow. Before Mick could even plead for his life, it was already over.

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