The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1432

After three years of seclusion on Qacalisle Island, Robin ordered the Dark Web to go silent.

Every secret guard on Qacalisle Island was pulled back immediately.

Daphne, Rita, Amber, and the rest all vanished from the public eye.

Except for Felix, no one knew Robin or his group still lived on Qacalisle Island.

Not Luella, nor Pierre—the island's security chief—and not Kelsey or her management team. No one knew Robin had been living there for more than three years.

The sunset bathed this isolated stretch of the island in a soft glow, marking a forbidden zone.

After taking over Qacalisle Island, Robin had Felix arrange this secret refuge under his name.

It had been three years since the Mistral Depths air disaster.

The whole world was certain that Divine Drakebane, the one who had once shattered Earthend's most powerful factions, was truly gone.

Earthend, once twisted and broken, had slipped back into its old rhythm.

This kind of hiding could fool ordinary people, but it couldn't evade the watchful eyes of those from higher realms.

Four years earlier, the Curnow couple's decades-long scheme to expand across the stars was completely shattered—by Robin, all alone.

Not only that, but he left Stellaris' light-speed warship—built over centuries—stranded right on Earthend.

Without its colossal energy source, that warship was nothing but a lifeless shell.

During their last interstellar clash, Stellaris' Interstellar Research Center had intercepted a message from Sergio's team just before their crash into the Numerion Empire.

"Robin's dragon-slaying dagger can absorb the energy of super martial arts masters, and it holds enough power to last five thousand years. This massive energy reserve solves the problem of fueling ultra-long-distance space travel."

The Foreign Planet Planning Center at Stellaris aimed to get their hands on the dagger, hoping to replicate this extraordinary power source.

But just as they moved to make their move, bad news hit—Robin was presumed dead, and the dragon-slaying dagger had disappeared without a trace.

Stellaris' spies hidden on Earthend kept watching, but three years passed without a single hint of Robin or the dagger.

Then, after nearly four silent years, a sudden message came from Old Fred.

It revealed that Stellaris was gearing up to return to Earthend.

Their mission was clear: reclaim the dragon-slaying dagger and recover the light-speed warship.

For a moment, Robin couldn't tell if this message truly came from Old Fred—or if someone was using his name to test the situation.

If the latter was true, then Old Fred was gone, lost somewhere in the vastness of billions of star systems.

At the same time, a devastating war loomed on the horizon.

Robin switched his special phone to vibrate and kept it close at hand.

Then, from his box, he pulled out the dragon-slaying dagger that hadn't seen the light of day in three years.

The moment the invaders made their move, this ancient relic would ignite a new storm of bloodshed.

The dagger trembled fiercely, releasing a joyful roar like a dragon.

A golden aura shimmered around the Golden Dragon, its whiskers flicking playfully against Robin's long white hair.

Suddenly, the entire Harpton Highlands was flooded with blinding golden light.

"All right, I'm bringing you along," Robin said softly, giving the excited dagger a gentle pat before turning and walking out. He slid into his car and sped toward the coastline.

The dagger's brilliant golden glow faded away almost instantly ...

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