The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1332

Once Caym ended his video call with Robin, satellites from every nation—both civilian and military—were activated without delay.

Spy networks around the world began scanning every inch of the planet, but no one could find a single clue about the location of Netheris Island.

To those who had long studied the unexplained corners of science, this didn't come as a total surprise.

The vanishing island only reinforced a theory people had debated for two hundred years—

That our universe holds countless alternate worlds layered beside or beyond our own.

These parallel realms are either lined up with Earth or stacked above and below in ways we can't fully grasp.

Without a special key to open the path between dimensions, it's impossible to cross over—no human technology or eye could ever detect them.

Now that every satellite failed to locate the island, it proved one thing—the dark followers of the Netheris Island's Dark Syndicate weren't from Earth at all, but from a different dimension entirely.

Earth's detection systems and weapons had no effect on them.

But the light-speed warship piloted by Robin was a creation of the Steliaris from the Purple Civilization.

This ship had the ability to cut through all dimensional layers in the cosmos.

As long as it caught even the faintest signal from a different realm, it could instantly tear through space and reach that world.

By locking onto the data stream from Caym's video call, the warship zipped straight into Netheris Island without delay.

When Robin stepped off the ship, the place was already abandoned.

The crafty Caym and all his minions from the Dark Syndicate had fled without a trace.

The dark castle was gloomy and terrifying.

Only a dim, ghost-like glow remained inside the grand hall.

Robin emerged from the warship and strode into the eerie hall.

The cold wind was blowing in the empty hall, and it was as quiet as hell.

As he looked around, fury surged within him, strong enough to burn the entire island to the ground.

The Dark Syndicate members were nothing but cowardly shadows, too afraid to face him directly.

He swore, that once he returned to Harmonfield with Shirley, he'd hunt down every last one of them—even if he had to chase them through the darkest corners of the Netheris.

Walking through the grand hall of the Dark Syndicate, Robin made his way to the inner chamber at the back.

The first thing Robin noticed was Shirley, lying motionless on the cold stone altar.

Close by were Amber, Timothy, and others, all tied up and gagged against iron bars.

Robin quickly cut their ropes, then rushed to Shirley's side.

She had once been known for her beauty and grace—

But now, her hair was white, her face as pale as snow, lying there unmoving.

Robin, normally harder than steel, felt his chest tighten at the sight.

The woman he loved was now a shell, her soul taken by Caym, left cold and alone.

Tears broke free and slid down his face. "Shirley!"

His cry of pain echoed through the hall, rumbling like thunder as it shook the entire island.

"I'm sorry, Shirley ... I should've protected you ... "

The agony in his heart was almost too much to bear, and the sorrow he'd held in finally poured out.

Seeing Robin like this, even the Dunns were overwhelmed with emotion.

The cold-blooded Drakebane, unmatched across the world, could truly shed heroic tears—for the sake of one woman.

Everyone knows that the Divine Drakebane is cruel and fierce.

Yet hardly anyone knew—the man with the coldest heart could love with the fiercest fire.

He didn't fall for just anyone—

But when he did, it was all or nothing.

Amber grabbed onto Robin's arm tightly. "Mr. Ramsey, please don't fall apart! You're a hero, you have to stay strong!

"Please, Mr. Ramsey, you must stay calm—if you fall apart now, we'll lose all hope of bringing Ms. Dunn back."

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