The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1221

Major General Antonio Tamlin of the 39K Armored Division slowly put down his binoculars.

"What an insolent man!

"Since the formation of the 39K Armored Division, we have never endured such disgrace!

"Get the missile launchers ready!

"I refuse to accept that he is some kind of god!

"Rocket Artillery Unit, focus all firepower to eliminate Drakebane!"

Following Antonio's orders, the 39K Armored Division, stationed in the Northwest Defensive Armored Division, shifted into combat readiness.

Tanks, armored vehicles, and Rocket Artillery Units formed an attack formation.

The Rocket Artillery Unit led the offensive.

In an instant, the snowy night was illuminated by blazing light as dozens of missiles streaked across the sky like falling stars, engulfing Robin and his team.

Jane shouted in alarm, "Mr. Ramsey, we're surrounded by missiles!"

Robin pointed toward the left flank. "Alexander, lead them that way! Carry out the command now!"

Without hesitation, Alexander grabbed Jane and Anthony, sprinting frantically toward the left front.

Amid the missile downpour, Robin dashed toward the Black Ocean Special Assault Camp like a phantom.

The thick layers of ice and snow erupted from the impact.

Snow swirled around the outer perimeter of the base, while shrapnel scattered in all directions.

Robin's dragon dagger spun and twisted, deflecting the incoming shrapnel.

As he moved, an idea struck him. He wanted to test whether his body, restored by the dragon blood and essence stone, could withstand the impact of the shrapnel.

A missile exploded to his right, and he instinctively leaned aside, raising his right arm in defense.

A sharp cracking sound rang out as metal shards struck his body, but each one bounced harmlessly away.

Robin smirked slightly. With a single strike, he could unleash tens to hundreds of tons of force, while his body remained unscathed by the deadly shards of exploding rocket shrapnel.

His body had now become an indestructible fortress—impervious to blades and bullets alike.

Despite this, Robin still chased after the Tanqueria soldiers who had not yet withdrawn from the battlefield.

This ancient warrior nation fought with relentless ferocity.

Determined to eliminate Robin, Antonio gave the ruthless order to annihilate Drakebane at any cost.

Even though their own soldiers were still within the artillery's blast radius, the bombardment did not cease.

Realizing the enemy's relentless strategy, Robin weaved through the remaining soldiers, pushing forward with unwavering determination.

In under 30 minutes, the advance team of the 39K Armored Division had suffered catastrophic losses.

As Antonio watched this unthinkable scene unfold, fury consumed him. He jabbed a finger toward the tanks and armored vehicles, bellowing, "Move forward! All of you, attack!"

Pietro gave a casual shrug. "General Tamlin, is brute force really the only tactic you've got?

"Can't you see? The strength of the so-called Divine Drakebane has already exceeded human limits.

"I have reason to believe this man might be one of Draconia's super soldiers."

Antonio let out a furious roar. "I don't care if he's a man or a god. Under my artillery fire, he's nothing but dust!"

About half a mile from the Black Ocean Special Assault Camp, an explosion erupted!

The violent assault was so overwhelming that the figures within the fire and smoke became completely obscured.

Antonio smirked. "There is no opponent in this world that my 39K Armored Division cannot eliminate! Even Divine Drakebane will not survive! Hahaha ... "

"Major General Tamlin, look at that ... " Pietro's eyes widened in disbelief.

The command center fell into complete silence.

Through the blizzard and roaring fire, Divine Drakebane emerged, walking confidently!

The king of war's artillery launched a fierce and devastating assault this evening, resembling a reckless final stand.

Hundreds of explosive rounds devastated everything in sight on the battlefield.

The command center had been reduced to rubble, while tanks, armored vehicles, rocket launchers, and helicopter combat regiments had lost communication and were now fighting independently.

At this point, they could no longer tell friends from foe as chaos engulfed them.

Every blast from the artillery claimed the life of another soldier.

Over ten thousand elite soldiers, a hundred tanks, a hundred armored vehicles, three hundred rocket launchers, and ten combat helicopters made up the ace special armored division of the Northwest Defense Center.

In less than three hours, their most advanced and lethal artillery had completely annihilated their own forces.

The Black Ocean Special Assault Camp was now eerily silent.

Apart from the dim glow of dying embers, the desolate land beyond the perimeter looked like a scene from the underworld.

The frigid wind swept up swirling snowflakes, carrying with it the lingering scent of blood, unwilling to fade away.

Antonio, who had lost his legs, lay weakly in a pool of blood, his eyes vacant as he stared at the approaching silhouette of the phantom-like Divine Drakebane.

What a dreadful man he was!

Amidst the storm of bullets and explosions, he stood alone, unscathed!

Robin came to a halt in front of Antonio, lifting a battle blade from the ground.

"Mr. Ramsey!" Alexander's gaze was filled with desperation.

Robin paid no heed to Alexander's plea and lifted the blade high.

"If you dare oppose me, you must pay the price!"

With a sharp slash, blood sprayed in all directions!

The 39K Armored Division of the Northwest Defense Center was completely wiped out!