I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System - Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Battling with the Enemies (8)
The crowd was shocked as they watched the Night Dharma neatly slash through the meteors, cutting them apart with precision.

Draconic Draco was surprised for a moment before he smiled.

“Now things are getting fun.”

The Night Dharma didn’t stop after finishing off the meteors. It appeared in front of Draconic Draco, slashing downward with its sword.

Draconic Draco grinned, raising his palm forward to defend against the attack.

The sword impacted his hand, but instead of being cut, he clamped the blade between his fingers, stopping it in place.

The crowd watched in amazement—how was he able to stop such an attack with just his bare hands?

Then, suddenly, Draconic Draco’s expression changed.

He felt a powerful surge of energy traveling through the sword, striking him directly.

Bit by bit, he began to stagger backward, struggling against the force.

Then—

BOOM!

The energy finally overpowered him, sending him flying backward and leaving a deep dent in the ground upon impact.

The crowd watched in disbelief—Draconic Draco was actually being pushed back.

Then, suddenly, he reappeared in the sky, rolling his shoulders and stretching his muscles.

CRACK! He casually snapped his bones back into place, as if he was just warming up.

Then—

SWOOSH!

He vanished.

A split second later, he appeared right in front of the Night Dharma.

Everyone was stunned by his speed—he was even faster than before!

Deus had no time to think—instinctively, he threw a punch forward, trying to stop whatever attack was coming.

And then something shocking happened.

The crowd gasped.

Deus himself was left speechless.

Draconic Draco had effortlessly caught the Night Dharma’s punch.

Then, to everyone’s disbelief—

He lifted the entire Night Dharma into the air!

With a mighty roar, Draconic Draco hurled it toward the ground.

BOOM!

A massive explosion erupted as the impact shook the battlefield, sending dust and debris flying in all directions.

A deep crater was left behind.

Meanwhile, Deus coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face pale with horror.

He couldn’t believe it.

What kind of monstrous strength was this?!

Draconic Draco didn’t stop.

He rushed forward and began unleashing a flurry of punches, each strike causing sonic booms that shook the ground and sent shockwaves through the battlefield.

The Night Dharma was taking a relentless beating, its form cracking under the pressure.

This continued for several minutes.

The crowd watched in stunned silence as Deus spat out more and more blood with each blow.

Tera stared at Draconic Draco in shock and astonishment.

His punches might have looked ordinary, but the power behind them was anything but.

It was as if he had fused his domain with his very being, his control over his Originat energy was absolute.

Then, everything stopped.

The crowd held its breath, watching the aftermath of the battle.

A massive pit had been formed by Draconic Draco’s fists.

As for the Night Dharma—

It was in pieces.

Its body was shattered, completely demolished by Draconic Draco’s relentless assault.

Then, Draconic Draco stepped out of the crater.

But he wasn’t done yet.

With a powerful flap of his silver draconic wings, he took to the sky once again.

Then—

SWOOSH!

He dived toward the remains of the Night Dharma, slashing at it over and over, breaking it down even further.

Realizing the danger, Deus quickly recalled the remains of the Night Dharma before it could be completely destroyed.

He then turned his gaze toward Draconic Draco, his eyes filled with cold fury.

Then—

A flash of cold light.

Suddenly, the Night Dharma began to break down—but it wasn’t being destroyed.

Instead—

It was fusing with Deus.

The crowd gasped in shock as they watched Deus’s form begin to change.

When the fusion was complete—

Deus stood before them, transformed.

His appearance had merged with the Night Dharma itself, as if its armor had wrapped around his body, amplifying his strength.

His aura surged to new heights.

And then—

The same sword reappeared in front of him.

Deus gripped it firmly and took his stance.

At that moment—

He was no longer just Deus.

He was the embodiment of Night itself.

When Tera saw this, he sighed deeply, observing the form Deus had taken and the aura he was emitting.

At that moment, he understood what was happening.

LAW!

The next realm after Intent Domain—you couldn’t call yourself one of the strongest in Cerulean if you didn’t possess it.

It was the minimum requirement.

Looking at Draconic Draco, Tera wondered—had he mastered a Law?

Even a single one?

If not, it would be difficult for him to stand against Deus in battle.

When Draconic Draco saw the aura Deus was exuding, for the first time, his expression turned serious.

He calmed himself down.

It no longer felt like he was looking at Deus—

Instead, he felt as though he was staring into the very essence of Night itself.

It was as if Deus no longer existed.

All he could see was darkness.

Not a man, but the embodiment of the Night.

Then—

In the blink of an eye—Deus vanished.

A moment later, Draconic Draco felt an unimaginable force strike him, sending him flying backward.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could steady himself in midair, he was bombarded by a flurry of punches.

Shock and astonishment filled him.

What was happening?!

Why couldn’t he sense Deus at all?!

All he felt was nothingness.

Watching Draconic Draco struggle, Tera shook his head.

He had expected this outcome.

Only those with special eyes or control over the power of Law could perceive Deus’s movements.

To cultivate Law was the first true step toward forging one’s own Dao.

At this moment, Deus was in perfect sync with the Heavenly Dao—

For all Laws originated from it.

BOOM!

Draconic Draco’s body crashed into the ground, forming a deep crater.

Lying in the pit, all he could feel was pain.

A strong energy, something that felt akin to the Heavenly Dao itself, was trying to tear his body apart.

Then—

“Plunder!”

Ding!

[Host’s comprehension of Law is too low to plunder this.]

Hearing this, Draconic Draco sighed.

He had truly underestimated the head of a clan.

There was a reason they were chosen as leaders—

A reason their clans remained powerful under their rule.

But that didn’t diminish his fighting spirit.

He still wanted to fight.

Maybe—just maybe—he could learn something.

Why was Deus this fast?

Draconic Draco flew out of the pit—

But the moment he re-emerged, he was immediately punched again.

Up. Down. Again. And again.

His entire body throbbed with pain.

His Draconic scales cracked and broke apart.

Then—

“Idiot! Use your eyes to look at him!”

Xylara’s voice rang out in his mind.

One might wonder—how was she able to communicate with him?

The answer was simple—

They were all from Draco.

An extension of him.

Meaning—

They all had access to the system.

Even Spirits could communicate with them.

The moment Xylara spoke, something clicked in Draconic Draco’s mind.

He didn’t know how, but he focused.

His Originat surged into his eyes.

What he didn’t realize was that runes began to appear within them.

They shone with a silvery light, resembling a galaxy of stars.

And then—

He saw him.

For the first time—

He could see Deus’s movements clearly.

Then, a name surfaced in his mind—

“Starry Draconic Eyes.”

That was it.

His new power.

Then—

He moved.

Draconic Draco rushed toward Deus—

But even though he could see him, his speed still couldn’t keep up.

As a result—

He was still being beaten down, though not as severely as before.

The battle continued—

Deus suppressed him relentlessly.

Then—

“It’s time to avenge my son.”

Deus’s voice was cold.

“And to show all of Cerulean that the heads of a Main Clan cannot be provoked.”

Draconic Draco chuckled, wiping blood from his lips.

“I don’t think so.”

Then—he sighed.

This left him with only one choice.

If he wanted to stand against Deus—

Then—

ROAR!!