The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1192

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"Gabriel, you may think you've found the perfect moment to strike down Divine Drakebane, but you won't be able to claim the ancient relic for yourself!"

Jessiah and the other two warlords quickly made their way toward Robin.

They weren't about to let Gabriel take the relic, one that they had waited decades to get their hands on, without a fight.

The Four Warlords, who had previously stayed back and watched, suddenly moved toward Robin, causing an immediate stir among everyone.

The Nevilles, Phoenix Vanguard, Catherine, Maverick, Brendon, Elliott, and others, who had been locked in a violent battle with the super warriors from the World of Darkness, now saw Robin's condition through the blinding snow. His body was covered in blood, and bullet holes marked his skin.

At that moment, Gabriel, the leader of the Four Warlords, prepared to land the final blow, seizing the opportunity while Robin's life hung by a thread.

Those close by could only watch helplessly as nothing could be done to save him.

Catherine and the others exchanged despairing looks, their urgency growing as they rushed to Robin's side. "Master Ramsey ... "

But even with all their speed, they were too far to reach him in time.

More importantly, Gabriel was standing just behind Robin's wounded form, making it impossible to shoot without risking hitting Robin instead.

The other three warlords were closing in, ready to trap and finish Robin off.

There was no way they could save Robin.

Jane, moving with lightning speed, rushed forward. "Gabriel, you old monster! If you kill my mentor, I'll tear you apart!"

Gabriel laughed loudly. "No one alive can defeat me! Little girl, if you want to die, just wait. I'll make that happen for you!"

Tristan and Anthony arrived soon after, both filled with hopelessness.

They knew better than anyone how many of the world's super martial arts masters had fallen to Gabriel's zen staff.

Even legends like the Dragon Slayer, Elijah, and other grandmasters had struggled to survive against him.

In this moment, Robin, already weakened by multiple gunshots, was in no condition to fight back. His body was failing him—his reflexes, his speed—everything was far below his usual strength.

And now, facing not just any fighter, but Gabriel, the top martial artist in the world, Robin's situation was critical.

Gabriel raised his zen staff, gathering all his strength and speed into one final, devastating strike.

He only had one purpose now: to kill Divine Drakebane and take the ancient relic for himself.

Robin was as good as dead.

"Divine Drakebane, die!" Gabriel shouted, his staff aimed at Robin's head.

"No! Master Ramsey!" Jane screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Catherine, Elliott, Maverick, and Brendon could only watch in horror and disbelief.

In the cold, desolate Snow Valley, their cries of despair were the only sounds in the silence.

"Old fool, my life, my life isn't yours to take!"

Despite his severe condition, Robin's spirit refused to fade, the aura of a battle-hardened warrior radiating from him.

"Even with all these bullets in me, I will not die by the hand of your filthy zen staff!"

Just as Gabriel's zen staff was about to crush Robin's skull, Robin made a quick move to the left, leaping 30 feet away in an instant, then rolling to the ground.

Gabriel, the leader of the Four Warlords, wouldn't miss such a clear opening to finish off Divine Drakebane. He immediately followed Robin's movement, launching himself into the air.

Gabriel came down on Robin like a missile, his zen staff raised high, descending with the ferocity of a hawk diving for its prey.

"Old fool, looks like you've lost your touch!" Robin chuckled, lying on his back in the snow, a sharp, cold smile on his face. "Anyone who tries to kill me won't live to see it happen."

Gabriel, baffled by Robin's words, sneered. "Divine Drakebane, I don't have time for your games—just die!"