The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1386

Ten Pseudo Sanctars surrounded Robin, closing in without leaving the slightest gap.

Everyone watching knew this would be a battle to the death—there would be no room for compromise.

Robin hadn't just provoked the Dark Syndicate with his actions—his words had also crossed a line, striking at the heart of what these high-ranking figures stood for.

The Dark Syndicate would stop at nothing to eliminate such a defiant threat.

Ten Pseudo Sanctified Realm guardians, each wielding a devastating ancient relic—the combined power of these forces ranked among the absolute peak within the Netheris Domain.

From a distance, Vania watched the scene unfold, anxiety tightening in her chest.

She couldn't help but wonder if this mysterious man—man-the one who had brought her back to life—could truly stand against the 10 guardians hunting him down.

"Mr. Ramsey, please ... You have to win," she murmured under her breath.

Her whisper instantly drew Hacyon's ire. "Vania, do you even know what you're saying?

"As a believer of the Crownward Syndicate, you're worried about someone who defies the doctrines of the Dark Syndicate? That's betrayal!"

Arthur tugged at Hacyon's sleeve and spoke quietly, "Hacyon, you shouldn't say that. Mr. Ramsey might be right."

"Shut your mouth!" Hacyon snapped, his eyes blazing with fury.

"If you keep talking like that, it's going to ruin my future with the Crownward Syndicate!

"Vania is a traitor!"

"No, that's not true!" Arthur's eyes flashed with something strange, something new. "Dad said what Vania is doing ... It's called awakening! They're the ones who are lying ... "

"Enough!" Hacyon growled and smacked Arthur on the head in frustration.

"Whatever the case, there's no way Robin is getting out of this alive. Not against the 10 guardians."

Arthur scoffed. "Don't forget, Mr. Ramsey just broke through to the Empyrean Sanctar level!

"Forget 10 Pseudo Sanctars—he could crush 10 First-rank Sanctars without even blinking!

"Right now, in the Netheris Domain, Mr. Ramsey is untouchable!"

Hacyon froze for a moment, then looked up at Robin, who stood bathed in golden light, his eyes filled with reluctant awe.

"How ... how did he ascend to the Empyrean Sanctified Realm so easily?"

Boom! A thunderous explosion tore through the air.

Valdor made the first move, slashing straight at Robin with his Dawnrend Blade.

Robin raised a hand and struck through the air without making contact.

Rumble! A vast surge of Pure Energy erupted like a flood.

It was as if a river of stars had fallen from the sky, mountains crumbling in its path.

The dark clouds that blanketed the heavens were suddenly torn apart.

Amid the swirling debris, that single palm strike became a towering blade from the heavens, slicing Mount Netheris clean in two.

No matter how lethal the 10 ancient relics were—whether it was Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, or the likes of Glacial Wrath, Blazing Skyfire, Dawnrend Blade, or Thunderheart—they were all torn apart by the force of that single palm strike, dissolving like smoke in the wind.

In the face of Robin's might, the 10 guardians were struck with terror. Instinctively, they retreated 164 feet, too shaken to hold their ground.

Robin's power was beyond terrifying.

The guardians were left frozen in place, wide-eyed and stunned, not one of them daring to advance again.

The crowd of warriors watching from afar erupted into screams of disbelief.

It was the first time anyone had witnessed the power of a true Empyrean Sanctar.

There were legends of the Dark Lord splitting mountains with a single punch—but no one had ever witnessed it with their own eyes.

And now, Robin had cleaved Mount Netheris in half with a single palm.

Everyone could tell—Robin had been holding back, toying with the 10 guardians.

If that strike had landed on any one of them, it would've meant instant death.

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