I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

"Thundero, Leon, Sylpha, and Void. Won't you greet this old friend?" Xylara said. Beside her stood Andy, who accompanied her to where Blum and the rest were.

"Oh, if it isn't Xylara," Thundero chuckled, appearing in front of them. Three other spirits appeared alongside him.

"If you are here, that means..." said a dark silver-haired man called Void. If one didn't look at him carefully, they might think he didn't exist at that moment. He was the Spirit of Void, controlling both time and space.

The other spirits looked around before laying their eyes on the Demonic Draco, who was slaughtering the mercenary members.

"What happened here?" they asked, unaware of the events as they had been in deep sleep, trying to regain their strength.

"Just a question: do you guys remember what caused the gods to go into reincarnation?" Xylara asked, eyeing all of them.

"No. I've found that there's a relapse in my memory," Void said, looking at Xylara and the others.

Xylara looked at the others, who nodded in agreement—they all had the same issue.

"Same with me and Andy," she replied, her words making their expressions turn grim.

"It looks like something bad happened to the gods," Thundero said solemnly.

The others nodded at this, falling into thought and rummaging through their memories for any ideas.

They eventually gave up trying to find any information related to what might have caused such devastating injuries to the gods.

"Anyway, I need your help," Xylara broke the silence.

"What for? And do you think we'd help you?" Sylpha, a green-haired female spirit, ridiculed.

"I'm sure you would help. Or do you want a whopping ninety percent of innocent people to die?" Xylara folded her arms, looking at Sylpha.

"I'm sure that's against your so-called morals," she added, making Sylpha snort, while the others watched the two women bickering.

"You know about Fox, don't you?" Xylara said. The spirits nodded.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"She got wounded saving my master. She's now on the pathway to death. The end," Xylara's words made the others frown.

"Why would she save your master?" Leon asked, confused.

"Let's just say she's the lover of my master," Xylara said, making the others frown while Thundero laughed out loud.

The others, including Xylara and Andy, looked confused, not understanding what was so funny.

When Thundero felt all eyes on him, he coughed and calmed himself down. "The lover I know she has is called Draco Xandros."

"Yes, that's my master," Xylara nodded.

"Yes... wait, what?" Thundero's mouth fell open.

"How come...?" He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He looked at the Demonic Draco and compared him to the Draco in his memory.

The difference was vast. The simp he knew was now a killing demon. He also remembered talking to Blum, warning him to be careful of the plunderer, only to realize the plunderer had been beside them all this time. Thundero shivered in fear.

The others looked at him, waiting for an explanation. Even Xylara and Andy stared, wanting to know how Draco and the Silver Fox met in this life.

Her name was Rosaria in their master's past life. As for how they met, only Xylara knew, but that was a story for another time.

After summarizing the story Blum had told him about Draco and Rosaria's meeting, Thundero made the others laugh when he mentioned Rosaria had chased Draco for more than five years.

"I never thought your master was such an airhead and also so jealous when he realized his feelings," Leon teased.

"Hmph. It seems you've forgotten my fist," Xylara retorted, making Leon sweat and unconsciously step back a bit.

From Leon's expression, one could wonder what Xylara had done in the past to make both him and Andy behave this way.

"Ahem! So what are you here for?" Void asked.

"I guess you know. If not, then I've overestimated your intelligence," Xylara snorted.

Her words made Void twitch. He looked at her with seething anger. "You want to fight?"

The other spirits shook their heads, exasperated. When Xylara appeared, they had thought perhaps she and Void had reconciled or no longer wanted to fight.

But they were wrong. The two stared at each other as if ready to kill. In the past, when Xylara and Void would sneak out of their master's place to fight, the other spirits would often have to combine their strength to stop them.

"Hey, you two, stop! We're dealing with an issue concerning our master. Void, you're a man. Don't bother yourself with her," Thundero tried to intervene.

"So what do you mean?" Xylara seethed with anger, glaring at Thundero like a devil.

"Nothing. I'm just trying to spread peace," Thundero waved his hand, a bead of sweat dripping down his small body.

Woo-woo-woo!!

This noise disrupted them, and they turned to see police cars arriving.

"How dare you butcher my mercenary members!" a voice shouted.

They looked up to see Swim hovering arrogantly in the air.

"He's finished," the spirits thought. They watched as he was sliced to pieces and his body burned by black flames.

They shook their heads. In their minds, Swim was a fool. He had shouted, attracting the attention of a raging demon, despite not being strong enough.

If Swim could hear their thoughts, he would have wailed. How could he have known that the Demonic Draco was this monstrous? If he had known, he wouldn't have come here. He would've fled the city.

"Void, I need your help to rewind time on her wound," Xylara said, turning to him.

"That's going to take a lot of energy, which I currently don't have. Also, Master's strength isn't enough to do this," Void replied.

"Don't worry about that. We will give you the energy for it," Xylara reassured Void. "What I need from all of you is to convince your host or master to fight him."

"No, that would be leading them to their deaths," Leon shook his head, with the others agreeing.

Xylara rolled her eyes at their attitude. "Don't worry, they won't die. Blood and Lust will also fight."

Void, Thundero, Sylpha, and Leon raised their eyebrows in surprise. "The Demon Lord is surely regaining his power," they remarked.

As his enemies, they didn't want this, but they had no other option.

"Go tell them and calm them down," Xylara said, moving away with Andy, leaving the others behind.

"How was it?" Adrian asked, eyeing Xylara and Andy as they returned.

"You all have to gather his attention for a while so I can awaken Lilith and Alya," Xylara instructed, moving toward Alya's location.

"I hope this is easy," Adrian chuckled, watching the mercenary members committing suicide out of fear.

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The crowd watching the events unfold regretted ever peeking. Now, their lives were in danger. They felt like crying.

Demonic Draco, who had been watching the mercenaries commit suicide, turned his gaze toward the surrounding crowd, making them all shiver in fear.

**CLANG!**

The sound of metal clashing echoed, drawing their attention. A red sword struck the back of Draco.

As for who struck, it was Adrian. "I knew this wasn't going to be easy," Adrian muttered, shaking his head as he saw that Draco's body remained unharmed.

**Whoosh!**

Demonic Draco disappeared from the crowd's view.

"Oh, shit," Adrian cursed, swinging his red sword toward his back.

**CLANG!**

The sound of weapons clashing rang out again. The crowd turned to see Demonic Draco behind Adrian.

Adrian moved, disappearing, and Draco vanished as well.

Those with lower strength could only hear the sounds of weapons clashing. The stronger ones could catch glimpses of the battle as flashes of movement.

This exchange continued for five minutes before they both reappeared, maintaining a large distance between each other.

Demonic Draco took a deep breath, exhaling cold air. His heart pumped more blood, circulating faster than before.

**Whoosh!**

He disappeared again, alarming Adrian, who also vanished. In Adrian's place, a blood-red hand fell to the ground.

Not far from Demonic Draco, Adrian reappeared—his right hand gone. "It looks like I still underestimated Master," he muttered.

"Are you okay?" a voice called. Adrian turned to see Adriana, who was looking at him in panic.

"No worries. This is nothing," he chuckled as blood and flesh regrew from his body, replacing the lost hand. The old, disintegrated flesh turned to ash as the new one formed.

Adrian knew he couldn't stop Demonic Draco alone, so he allowed Adriana to help, even though she was just a newly born vampire. She was nothing like him, who had once been a Vampire God.

They moved together, striking at Demonic Draco.

**CLANG! CLANG!**

The sound of weapons clashing echoed as they separated once more. Both Adrian and Adriana were wounded, even with their combined strength tripling when they fought together.

Demonic Draco had grown even stronger.

"Watch out!" Adrian yelled, pushing Adriana aside as black-red flames hit his body.

Adriana stared in shock, her mind scarred by the sight of the raging demonic fire.

"Phew, that was close," she muttered, relieved to see Adrian unharmed. Her fear subsided.

Adrian had used a blood clone to shield himself from the fire. Although he could defend against it directly, doing so would have caused him serious injury due to his current low strength compared to Draco's overwhelming power.

"It looks like we'll have to use our full strength," Adrian said, looking at Adriana. She nodded in agreement.

They stood side by side, bat wings....