The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 1293

Robin's laughter echoed madly to the sky, leaving the world bewildered.

The leaders of Autreynia watched every move at HexaPoint Tower with bated breath.

With less than a minute remaining before Joanna and Eira were to be executed, the stakes were high.

Should Robin refuse Autreynia's terms, the threatened disaster would unfold.

Moved by the tension, numerous compassionate netizens pleaded collectively, "Mr. Drakebane, please release your hold on vengeance. We implore the Autreynian leaders to forgive your transgressions."

Robin's laughter ceased, his eyes blazing with determination and resolve.

He advanced steadily toward Ricardo as the seconds ticked down to a critical moment.

"Divine Drakebane, there's no escape for you," Ricardo warned as he nervously retreated. "If you surrender now, I can assure your survival. Otherwise ... "

"Otherwise, what?" Robin interrupted, seizing Ricardo by the hair and slamming his head onto the table. "Fool, do you think you have the right to threaten me?

"Do you know the fate of those who dare threaten me?

"Destruction!

"And you're no exception!"

Bloodied, Ricardo finally understood he was alone with a ruthless adversary.

"Mr. Drakebane, I-I made a mistake, please ... don't kill me ... "

Robin smirked. "I never forgive. Haven't you learned that yet? You're truly naive!"

A heavy thud resounded.

Robin stomped his foot down on Ricardo's head, and nearly a billion people across the globe gasped in unison.

The collective intake of breath seemed to shake the very foundation of the earth.

In an instant, within the command center of HexaPoint Tower, Robin's chilling figure vanished along with the light-speed warship.

Above Autreynia, the roar of warplanes and the commands issued from various military centers continued to resound.

The major cities of Autreynia descended into chaos.

Governments opened air raid shelters, rushing to evacuate the populace in an effort to mitigate the potential havoc of Divine Drakebane's wrath.

The entire region was engulfed by the dark clouds of impending warfare.

In the conference hall of the Watertown House, military strategists from across Autreynia stared at the screens displaying a formidable array of Autreynian warplanes.

Their faces were etched with unspeakable anxiety.

Despite the show of force, it seemed futile against someone like Divine Drakebane, who commanded light-speed warships and superweapon systems.

If not for their leverage over Joanna and Eira, Divine Drakebane could potentially wreak unchecked havoc across Autreynia.

What haunted them more was the prospect that if Joanna and Eira were to be harmed, Divine Drakebane would lose all remaining restraints.

The subsequent revenge would be catastrophic.

The President of the Alliance Council, Riyal, sat heavily, his brow creased as he contemplated their next move concerning Joanna.

This dilemma was enormously complex, made all the more pressing by the fact that Divine Drakebane had just eliminated Ricardo and vanished with the light-speed warship, posing a grave and imminent threat.

At that moment, a secretary handed a confidential message to Riyal. "Sir, Draconia has a request for you to ... "

Riyal raised his hand, silencing the secretary mid-sentence.

After a quick glance at the message displayed on the data screen, he scoffed.

This situation starkly contrasted the past when these countries followed Autreynia's lead, reaping benefits under its protection.

They lived luxuriously, profiting on the side and flaunting their power.

Historically, they had gained a lot of advantages from Draconia under this method.

It was fair to say that these methods account for 80 percent of their GDP each year.

However, this crisis was a matter of life and death.

Provoking Divine Drakebane could lead to even greater casualties than those suffered by Autreynia.

Amidst this dire scenario, the Watertown House fell silent.

Lucentia, the Chairman of the National Security Council, burst out, "These cowards! They're quick to escalate matters but disappear when real help is needed!

"In the past, they scrambled faster than rabbits when we conducted military drills in the Auripacea region.

"Now, they play ignorant!

"Once we've managed this crisis, we must hold these hypocrites accountable!"

Stiles responded with a light chuckle, "Mr. Lucentia, now is not the time to vent your frustrations!

"If you fail to recognize your errors now, we risk losing not just the military base but all of Autreynia!

"Mr. President, I urge you to cease all hostilities against Divine Drakebane immediately. The Watertown House, the Alliance Council, and both houses of Congress must implore his forgiveness.

"We must agree to whatever terms he sets and openly admit our faults in dealing with Divine Drakebane!

"Mr. President, please issue the order! Otherwise, Autreynia as we know it will cease to exist!"