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The Deadly Assassin Robin Chapter 1067 Vengeance Thibault abruptly stood up. “Where is Mr. Mihangel?”

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Finished “Mr.Thibault, Mr. Mihangel is dead! The 20 elite martial arts experts from the Clerys who accompanied him were also slaughtered by Drakebane!” The servant fell on the ground, sobbing.

Eloi grabbed the servant by the collar and demanded, “How do you know this “Ms. Cynthia said so.”

Gauthier’s aged eyes flashed with a trace of shock. “That doesn’t matter! How old was the man who entered the manor with Cynthia? What weapon was he using?”

The servant hesitated for a moment. “The man who came with Ms. Cynthia appeared to be around 21 or 22 years old. He was holding what seemed like a thick, dull, short blade.”

“Huh?” Gauthier’s expression changed drastically.

His instincts told him that the overwhelming presence outside the hall belonged to this man!

“What’s wrong, Master Lysaght?” Thibault sensed Gauthier’s astonishment. “I suspect Cynthia is exaggerating.”

“Mihangel led 20 elite martial arts experts, all top of the family, and they carried firearms. Even if that man is as skilled as a master, escaping would be nearly impossible–let alone slaughtering them!”

Gauthier ignored Thibault’s doubts and instead focused all his attention on the commotion outside the hall.

“Mr. Thibault, Ms. Cynthia, and a man have infiltrated the manor and already slaughtered 30 elite martial arts experts. They’re still advancing!”

Another servant burst into the hall and fell on the floor, his right arm severed. After speaking, he immediately collapsed unconscious.

“Turn on the surveillance feed!” Gauthier pointed at Eloi and commanded.

On the monitor, a man wielding a short blade rampaged through the manor like a tiger among sheep. Everywhere he passed was littered with corpses!

The once picturesque Clery manor had turned into a gruesome slaughterhouse.

Rather than a battle between the family’s guards and the intruders, it turned into a one sided massacre.

At that moment, Eloi finally realized the gravity of the situation.

His son, Mihangel, had undoubtedly perished under this man’s short blade.

“This man is a butcher! He’s slaughtering indiscriminately!” Thibault roared in fury.

“Eloi, activate the manor’s highest–level defenses immediately! Arm every guard with firearms and eliminate Drakebane!”

The original plan had been to capture Cynthia and Drakebane and dispose of them within the manor.

06:56 Tue, 11 Mar Chapter 1067 Vengeance Worse, they had drawn disaster upon themselves, leading the enemy straight into their home.

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Finished Gauthier studied the surveillance footage long before shaking his head in disappointment. “The weapon in his hand lacks any spiritual essence. It is certainly not a legendary ancient relic.”

“Master Lysaght, this man is strange!” Thibault squinted as he watched Robin carve his way forward like a war god. His brows furrowed deeply. “I can’t decipher his martial style. Just how high is his level of mastery?”

Gauthier stroked the warrior blade at his waist and chuckled. “Not as mystical as the legends make it seem!”

Eloi gritted his teeth. “Hmph! Drakebane dares to challenge the Clerys and kill my son? Today, I will chop him into mincemeat!

“Everyone, with Master Lysaght here, Drakebane is nothing!”

Thibault, his son, and Gauthier quickly stepped outside the hall.

At that moment, Robin, accompanied by Cynthia and Rita, was still cutting his way through toward the central hall.

A statue of a Clerys ancestor, placed in the center of the manor, was shattered into pieces with a single kick from Robin.

The family guards, wielding blades, charged at Robin in waves, only to collapse in droves.

The ongoing slaughter left the manor’s defenders horrified. Many of them, losing all hope, collapsed, wailing in despair.

Less than 10 minutes had passed since Drakebane’s arrival, yet over 70 warriors had already perished under his short blade.

The firearms that had been brought out for distribution hadn’t even been handed out before their wielders fell, one after another.

This was the most brutal massacre the Clery manor had witnessed since its construction.

Not a single guard or servant rose again after facing Drakebane’s blade.

Faced with this unrelenting bloodshed, the initially despairing manor warriors found renewed morale upon seeing their master and Gauthier step forward. They swiftly surrounded Robin once more.

As guards flooded in from all directions, Rita cried out, “Mr. Ramsey, their numbers keep growing! Should we break through to the perimeter?”

Although she believed Robin was unparalleled in combat, the relentless waves of suicidal attackers posed a serious threat.

Cynthia knew that in her family, retreating during the defense of the manor meant a fate far worse than death–not just for the guards but for their families as well.

If they died in battle, their families would at least receive compensation.

Thus, regardless of their enemies‘ strength, every guard fought to the death.

Even more troubling, snipers had already positioned themselves at the manor’s high points, taking aim.

06.50 Tue, Chapter 1067 Vengeance If the armed guards fired indiscriminately, even Robin might not make it to the hall alive.

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Finished Robin glanced at Daphne and Rita. “Stay low and follow me closely. Since we’ve fought our way in, there’s no turning back!”

As he spoke, another group of warriors brandishing long blades charged forward.

Robin didn’t wait for them to approach. With a flick of his wrist, the dragon dagger left his grasp.

Like a spinning dagger, it cut through like a gust of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

In the brief moment that dragon dagger was airborne, Robin grabbed two pistols from the ground.

In an instant, he emptied the 70 rounds in both magazines.

The dozens of snipers on the high ground all fell, each with a bullet hole between their brows.

Tossing the pistols aside, he caught the returning dragon dagger. He launched it in a straight line once more, slicing through the throats of 30 warriors instantly.

He then leaped forward, his fist shattering the skulls of several warriors in his path.

Each impact of his iron fists sent bone fragments flying.

Drakebane tore through the battlefield like a relentless storm, cutting down enemies with swift, decisive strikes.

With a sudden feint, he doubled back into the crowd, weaving in and out, his blade carving through layers of warriors like a specter of death. The once–solid formation of warriors crumbled into chaos–bodies flew, screams filled the air, and blood painted the ground.

At that moment, it was impossible to tell whether it was Drakebane or something beyond human, moving with inhuman speed and precision.

The number of attackers dwindled rapidly, their initial aggression giving way to sheer terror.

Some, realizing the futility of their assault, hesitated. Others, driven by blind loyalty, charged forward— only to drop dead before even raising their weapons, frozen in fear at the sight of him This was no battle. This was a massacre.

The remaining guards had lost all will to fight.

Some, overwhelmed by despair, slit their own throat.

Faced with the blood–soaked Robin, the manor’s warriors dared not advance any further.

They had seen ruthless men, vicious men, and even warriors with godlike martial skills.

But they had never seen a fighter as terrifying, brutal, and merciless as this!

This was a demon in human form!

The Clerys‘ warriors were terrified and hesitated, but Robin did not.

At this moment, he had completely surrendered to his bloodthirsty vengeance.

06:57 Tue, 11 Mar M Chapter 1067 Vengeance His entire being was consumed by the slaughter, growing ever more ferocious.

Because in his mind, a scene kept replaying.

His mother used her frail body to shield him from 18 knife strikes!

Now, he had only one belief. Revenge–the most ruthless revenge!

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