I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

The system's response made Draco's face go pale. His excitement about the power of the Plundering Ability had been misplaced.

He called out for Xylara but received no reply.

This filled Draco with rage. **You weakened my strength, told my opponent that my power was halved, and now I'm almost at his mercy,** Draco screamed internally.

"It looks like I had too much hope for you," Blum taunted, his words cutting deep and fueling Draco's anger even more.

He looked at Blum in anger. He knew that for Blum to comprehend a Level 2 Intent, it was all by himself, not with the system's help, although the system might have assisted a bit.

It looks like I'm depending too much on Xylara and the system. What if they cease to exist one day? Draco thought.

He gazed at Blum, who was emitting a black aura. Draco resolved to give his all in this battle. If he did so and still lost, then it was fate. There was no need to fear the five-level deduction; he would just level up again.

Draco could feel his mind transcending. With this thought, even his anger had subsided.

It's said that without defeat, one wouldn't know the meaning of victory.

Blum was surprised when he saw Draco's calm expression. This wasn't the result he had expected. Draco now looked at Blum as a true opponent, his mind filled with killing intent. Since they can't die, why not give it your all in this battle?

He charged towards Blum, but Blum knocked him back with a punch, causing more serious injuries. Draco didn't stop. He continued and continued, battle intent surging through his mind.

Xylara shook her head, sighing as she watched Draco being knocked back repeatedly. In battles between hosts, spirits aren't meant to participate. For his battle with Champs, she hadn't told Draco about the Plundering Eye but eventually revealed it to him.

It was Draco himself who discovered its full potential. But in this battle, Draco had already learned what he needed to know, so she had no reason to interfere or offer him a plan.

Draco's figure was knocked down again and again and again. Even Blum felt helpless about it. A normal opponent would have died or admitted defeat by now, but Draco's resilience was astonishing.

Rose clenched her fists as she watched, her eyes filled with concern. As for Ivy, killing intent surged within her mind. If not for Alya holding her back, she might have torn through the arena.

Lyraea, too, had flashes of killing intent in her eyes, but hers wasn't as excessive. In their minds, Blum had officially made it onto their must-kill list.

As Draco was knocked back once more, Blum noticed that his attacks weren't affecting Draco as much as before. Though the difference was small, Draco's body was slowly adapting.

Blum stared at Draco in surprise and thought, "It looks like I have to end this match quickly."

His hammer reappeared in his hand. He circulated both the black aura and Thunder Intent into it, causing the hammer to glow with a golden-black light. Black-gold lightning surged around it.

Draco's entire body felt a surge of danger. His instincts screamed at him. Without wasting time, he moved his hands, summoning two fire dragons. They flew out, roaring with anger. He had fused them with his Fire Intent and Draconic Aura, hoping they would be enough to parry the black aura Blum emitted.

Finally, Draco looked at what was triggering his sense of danger and saw the hammer in Blum's hand. But its appearance and aura had changed drastically.

Suddenly, something clicked in his mind, but before he could piece it together, he was interrupted by the onslaught of the hammer.

WHOOSH!

The sound of the hammer flying through the air echoed across the arena.

The hammer suddenly split into three, shocking Draco.

"Damn it!" he cursed, watching the scene unfold.

Without hesitation, he quickly summoned two more Fire Dragons, gripping the Weapon of Plunder in his hand. As he glanced at the dragons hovering above him, he sighed. If only I could access one of my bloodline flames, I would have the confidence to counter this attack.

Two of the dragons surged forward, heading for one hammer each, while Draco prepared himself to confront the last one.

He gripped the Weapon of Plunder tightly, knowing that he dared not use his bare hands this time. He understood the consequences. If his hand was vaporized by the hammer, it would be a guaranteed victory for Blum.

The flaming dragons roared as they collided with the two hammers, their fiery bodies coiling around them in a fierce struggle.

With great effort, they managed to halt the two hammers.

But something shocking happened next.

Both hammers transformed into beams of light and shot toward the final hammer, fusing with it. The overall strength of the last hammer increased drastically, causing Draco's expression to pale.

He attempted to recall the four dragons, but they had already dissipated, having exhausted all their energy stopping the two hammers.

It's too late to summon another one, he thought grimly.

Left with no other choice, Draco placed his hope in the Weapon of Plunder, praying it would be enough to halt the hammer's advance.

BOOM! CLANG!

Both weapons finally met. The Weapon of Plunder successfully blocked the attack, but the shockwave it generated was overwhelming for Draco, sending him flying.

As he was flung through the air, Draco felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere. His eyes darted forward to see Blum waiting for him at his landing point.

"Sh*t," he cursed, realizing his mistake. He had completely forgotten about Blum. Even though Blum had launched the hammer, he hadn't moved. Instead, he had stayed in place, waiting to reap the benefits of his plan.

Draco knew there was no way he would escape unscathed after stopping that hammer.

With flickering black thunder coursing through his arm, Blum threw a punch. The force sent Draco hurtling into the air, every bone in his body breaking under the impact.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

He crashed to the ground, grunting in pain. But even as pain surged through him, inspiration struck. He recalled the moment when Blum had circulated his black aura into the hammer, and an idea formed.

What if I do the same? he thought.

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Gritting his teeth, he began channeling his Fist Intent into the Weapon of Plunder.

Suddenly, the weapon began to glow. Everyone, including Blum, turned to look at Draco, curiosity and confusion in their eyes. Was he planning a counterattack?

As the golden glow dimmed, a pair of gauntlets appeared, radiating an aura of fist intent. Their overwhelming presence filled the arena. Slowly, the gauntlets moved, fusing with Draco's hands.

Draco felt a surge of newfound power coursing through his body. Every cell within him buzzed with excitement, as if they were cheering for this new strength.

Thundero's eyes widened in shock at the sight, while Xylara smiled knowingly. She hadn't expected Draco to discover this hidden feature of the Weapon of Plunder.

The crowd erupted in excitement, grins spreading across their faces. It looks like this battle isn't over just yet.

Blum moved swiftly, his hammer arcing toward Draco. But this time, Draco raised his hand, catching the hammer mid-strike. To everyone's astonishment, he stopped its advance completely.

Blum's eyes widened in disbelief. How could he stop it?!

The crowd watched in awe, their gazes fixed on Draco's gauntlets. His resilience was unmatched. He was adapting right before their eyes.

Ivy, Rose, Alya, Lyraea, and Adrianna all relaxed, their tense expressions easing.

"As expected of my Darling!"

"As expected of Papa!"

"As expected of Master!"

"As expected of him!"

These were their shared thoughts. They gazed at Draco with shining eyes, their admiration growing deeper. He never failed to meet their expectations.

Blum gritted his teeth, increasing the momentum of his attack. He swung the hammer once more, aiming straight for Draco.

Draco raised both hands, bracing himself to stop the strike. But this time, the force behind the hammer was far greater. It pushed him back, making him take two steps in retreat.

Rose and the others' hearts were shaking, hoping Draco wouldn't be defeated again. They looked at him, wishing he would emerge as the winner.

Blum breathed a sigh of relief. There's still a chance to win.

Draco shook his hands, testing his grip. I can't rely on this alone to beat Blum, he thought.

Then, a wild, reckless idea crossed his mind—one that couldn't be undone once it began.

A grin spread across his face.

He poured every ounce of his Intent and ability power into the Weapon of Plunder. The weapon responded instantly, emitting an intense, radiant light that engulfed Draco completely.

Even Blum stood frozen, stunned by the overwhelming brightness. He squinted, his eyes nearly blinded by the intense glow.

As the light began to fade, Draco's figure was revealed once more.

Everyone's jaws dropped in disbelief, their eyes locked on him in shock.