The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1238 Ultimate Showdown

“Then there’s nothing more to discuss!” Robin’s voice was like ice.

“Jane, Anthony, take out their security tea

and fighter jets!”

At his command, Jane and Anthony launched ten explosive armor–piercing rounds.

They for through Tanqueria’s armed heli

and security forces with brutal precision.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

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The armor–piercing rounds detonated in officials.

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violent force.

rapid sun, just a hundred meters behind Tanqueria’s

Tanqueria’s specially–designed long–range armor–piercing rounds were the undisputed kings of nge armor–piercing rounds were the undisputed kings of destruction.

Their power and penetration were unmatched.

The helicopters carrying Gustov and his team, along with their missiles, rockets, and elite guards, were reduced to smoldering ruins.

Gustov hadn’t expected Robin to strike so swiftly.

He had clearly made up his mind to take Tanqueria down.

“Divine Drakebane, you … you really are beyond control!” Gustov’s voice trembled with fear and disbelief.

“Do you understand how dangerous your actions are? You could start a catastrophic war!

“A war, once ignited, won’t stop just because you or I want it to!

“Your recklessness will bring endless suffering to many!

Robin’s fists clenched, a bone–crushing crack echoing in the cold air. “I didn’t start this war. You did!

“Enough whining. Keep this up, and you’ll destroy your own reputation as Tanqueria’s God of War”

Gustov shook his head, a bitter smile crossing his lips. “Alright. Divine Drakebane, I can take your demands to Tanqueria Palace.”

“But let me remind you–Tanqueria’s highest core can issue a statement, apologizing publicly for the missile attack.”

“However, Valdemar, as the head of the National Security Bureau, cannot be handed over to you.”

Robin cut him off, his laugh sharp as ice. “Not possible!

“The National Security Bureau challenged my authority, and they must pay the price!”

Gustov interrupted, his voice hard. “That’s impossible. The chances of that happening are zero.”

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“Oh, really?” Robin’s smile was cold, his eyes burning with fury.

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In a blink, he appeared before Rishi, the deputy director of the National Security Bureau, and seized him by the throat.

“You want to kill me? Every one of your

ision–makers will die!

“No one on this earth has the power to order an assassination on Divine Drakebane.

“Anyone who dares to make such a move will die!

“That is my rule!”

The sound of a throat snapping echoed like the breaking of glass.

Tanqueria’s diplomats and armed guards stood frozen, eyes wide, not daring to breathe.

Rishi, the Deputy Director of Tanqueria’s National Security Bureau and Gustov’s most trusted disciple, lay lifeless at Robin’s feet.

Robin flung Rishi’s body toward the group of officials. Anyone else?” His voice was cold, like a glacier. “Step up.”

Silence. No one moved. No one met his gaze.

Gustov’s whole body trembled. Fury surged through him like wildfire.

Rishi had been like a son.

He was the boy of Gustov’s comrade.

He’d raised Rishi after his father died in battle when the boy was only three.

Trained him.

Watched him grow.

He had big plans–Rishi would be the next director.

Gustov brought him along for this assassination to aid Rishi in his political career.

But now, Rishi was gone. Killed right in front of him.

Gustov’s eyes turned crimson, rage coursing through him, threatening to tear him apart.

Tanqueria’s God of War no longer cared about the consequences.

With a single step, he lunged forward, his fist slamming toward Robin. A strike fueled by 70 years of sheer

power.

Boom!

The world seemed to explode in a frenzy of wind and show.

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The punch carried the weight of a lifetime.

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The sheer force behind it sent Tanqueria’s entourage flying, their bodies tossed back by the shockwave.

Robin’s smile never wavered. In an instant, his hand formed a fist, and he met Gustov’s punch with his

own.

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The collision shook the air, a deafening sound that left everyone stunned.

Gustov barely held his ground, his feet sliding back, leaving deep marks in the snow.

But Robin–Robin stood unyielding, as solid as a mountain.

“Again!” Robin’s voice sliced through the air, icy and unforgiving.

This time, his punch wasn’t defensive.

It was a direct, overwhelming strike aimed at Gustov, still reeling from the last blow.

A sharp, brutal fist shot forward. A violent crash as Robin’s fist collided with Tanqueria’s God of War’s ironclad strength.

The explosion of energy detonated outward, a shockwave that tore through the air.

In a blur, a twisting vortex of fury shredded Gustov’s coat.

It flung fabric and threads, exposing his solid chest, muscles flexing with every movement.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The spiraling force ripped forward, carving into Gustoy’s chest, tearing it apart, leaving only mangled flesh behind.

Gustov’s roar echoed in the frozen air.

The blow rocked him, fury igniting inside him like a furnace.

Pain? It didn’t matter.

Gustov hurled another punch, his fist sweeping with the power

at had made him a legend.

But in Robin’s presence, even the mighty God of War seemed to falter.

Gustov roared again, his iron fist crashing with a storm of power.

Robin? He was unshaken. Never had he feared such a force.

He met the blow head–on, his fist smashing against Gustov’s in a brutal collision.

The air cracked and splintered with the force. The ground trembled with every earth–shaking hit.

For two long minutes, the two titans clashed–20 punches exchanged.

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Every strike was raw power, no evasions, no tricks, just brutal force meeting brutal force.

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The sounds of their fists colliding were deafening, like the heavens themselves were splitting apart.

Shockwaves from each punch radiated out, sweeping across the battlefield, obliterating everything in their path.

Snow? Gone. The earth was scorched, as though a storm had razed it clean.

Hundreds of meters around them lay barren, untouched, like a path had been carved through the land.

Everyone around them scrambled, scrambling for safety, some barely escaping the violent shockwaves.

Those who couldn’t? They were swallowed by the blast

“This … this is the true peak of battle!” Tanqueria’s officials could do nothing but stare, paralyzed by the sheer power.

Gustov was a god to them.

In their eyes, no one could defeat their God of War.

But now, as the battle raged, their legend was crumbling before them.

For the first time, despair seeped into their hearts–fear crept in, chilling them to the core.

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