Robin Cyborg Novels & Stories

The cyborg hesitated for just a moment before launching another series of relentless attacks. The directive was clear: the target must not fall, and the mission must not fail. Maxine had no choice but to meet the onslaught head-on, and the two exchanged blows in a fierce dance of combat, neither gaining the upper hand. "What are you waiting for? Finish off Ivano!" barked the foreman, issuing a new order. Cyborgs were the perfect soldiers—resilient, durable, and without the need for benefits or insurance. Their only flaw was a lack of quick thinking.

Harvey replied coldly, “Are you not embarrassed to say all that?” “If it weren’t for Dragon Cell and the firearms, would you even dare come and challenge me?” “Let me tell you right now. If I wanted to, killing small fries like you would be the same as killing ants on the side of the road.” Robin covered his face and replied, “Stop pretending already, Harvey!” “You’re not even worthy of challenging Dragon Cell!” Robin didn’t believe that Harvey could take advantage of him without Yona and Kait’s assistance. Clack! Harvey threw a crystal badge in front of Robin.

If people outside the clan were to cultivate this and if they were careless, they might have a psychotic break. Robin was a talented genius. Although she was a girl, her cultivation speed was extremely quick. She was in her teens when she reached a sixth-grade level. On top of that, she was the clan head's only daughter, so she received the adoration of the entire clan. When Robin was sixteen, outsiders invaded and destroyed the Moyo Clan's home. Back then, Robin fought with them with all her might, but they were too powerful. In the end, all of her clan died, but only she managed to escape.

Voices continued to pour in over the communicator. Robin said, "Everyone, I'm the weakest link in the team, and I have no family. You all have other things to do in this life, so I should go. Fighter Thirty-Four approaching the target." His tone was heavy during that last sentence. "Don't do anything rash, Robin…" Whoosh! Several bird monsters closed in as Tempest-34 soared through the air. Robin set his jet to automatically return to the cargo planes. Whoosh! Activating the eject sequence, Robin was shot out of the jet. He held onto a bundle of explosives as he charged toward the bird monsters and the griffin.