I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 107 Battle with HellFire Crow (2)

"Surely a descendant of a god-level Volkoid can do more than this," Draco taunted, his voice dripping with icy confidence. "Show me your true strength."

The black crow felt angry at this, opening its beak, black flames erupting from its mouth.

Draco chuckled at the sight, opening his mouth as he breathed out his own flames—Draconic Flames.

Both fires neutralized each other. They began to attack each other with blows, breathing out fire whenever an opportunity arose.

The baby crow, Lyraea, and Ivy just watched the battle unfold. Only the nest was safe from their attacks; the trees bore the brunt of the impact.

Both opponents separated after exchanging several blows, realizing they couldn't inflict significant damage on each other.

They moved again.

"Blood Manipulation," Draco muttered. The black crow felt the unsettling movement of her blood. She snorted, suppressing the disturbance.

Draco saw that the effect of the Blood Manipulation Skill had been nullified due to the significant gap in their cultivation levels. Even though he had recovered his strength and stats, his cultivation was still too low.

The only difference between him now and his former self was that, back then, he had no way to fight against the Hellfire Crow. But now, he could hold his own and even escape if needed.

However, the system's mission was to subdue the Hellfire Crow, and as for the penalty—he didn't want to think about it. Dropping back to Level Zero would be a fall from grace and a disgrace.

If that happened, he wouldn't be able to participate in the academy contest, which would incur another penalty: a deduction of five levels.

"Charm Manipulation," Draco said, trying to control the Hellfire Crow to stop, but it was to no avail.

"Stop trying these childish tricks on me," the Hellfire Crow snorted. With a flap of her wings, her speed increased as she struck Draco, who didn't expect the move, sending him flying.

The impact left a crater in the ground. Draco stood back up and launched a counterattack.

The Hellfire Crow wouldn't let her enemy recover. She swooped down, her sharp claws gleaming with killing intent. Continue your adventure at empire

Draco saw this but didn't cower. He met her claws head-on.

BOOM!

Their clash caused an explosion. The Hellfire Crow felt something strike her, sending her flying into the air—it was Draco's dragon tail.

One of the most lethal weapons of a dragon's body is its tail. One hit can fracture bones or even reduce someone to a paste.

Draco didn't stop there. His wings began to flap, and with great speed, he surged forward, slashing his wing at the Hellfire Crow, who was still airborne.

Draco took a deep breath, watching the Hellfire Crow.

"It seems I underestimated you. You managed to wound me," the black crow said. A small gash was visible on her body, but it healed rapidly.

"Playtime is over," she said. Her crow form began to shrink. Draco felt a growing sense of danger—the smaller her form became, the stronger her aura and Originat grew.

She finally reduced to a human-sized form, yet her raging Originat was palpable.

"Five Element Dragon Spell," Draco muttered.

ROAR! ROAR! ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!

Five dragon roars echoed as five different-colored dragons appeared behind Draco. Each was twenty feet long:

A red dragon, commanding fire Originat.

A green dragon, commanding wood Originat.

A brown dragon, commanding earth Originat.

A golden dragon, commanding metal Originat.

A blue dragon, commanding water Originat.

These five dragons roared, exuding an aura that sent shivers down anyone's spine.

Draco began to control the dragons, reducing their size while amplifying their aura. The black crow regarded them with a serious gaze.

Now five feet long, the dragons launched their attack on the black crow.

BOOM!

Each dragon moved, controlling its elemental Originat to attack. Draco had fused his Draconic Flame, Five Element Intent, and the power of his Draconic Core, making the dragons appear lifelike and giving them the ability to wield their elemental Originat.

The red dragon led the charge, releasing its dragon breath, which was countered by the crow's flames. As the crow defended, tree branches surged forward like whips, entangling her wings.

The blue dragon flew above the crow, unleashing a waterfall-like torrent of water to douse the crow's flames. The brown dragon joined in, using its weight to pin the crow, forcing her descent.

The golden dragon moved in, summoning multiple golden swords that streaked toward the crow's neck.

Lyraea, Ivy, and the baby crow watched in silence, each praying for their loved one to emerge victorious.

"Hmph, childish tricks," the black crow sneered. Her flames burned fiercely, causing the brown dragon to cry out mournfully as it dissolved into Originat.

With a flap of her wings, the remaining four dragons were destroyed, letting out mournful cries. Draco was stunned—she had eliminated all the dragons with a single strike.

But that wasn't all. Draco chuckled.

The crow that destroyed the attack felt something strange. As she looked around, she saw Draco smiling at her.

BANG!

A tail struck her, sending her flying. She turned to see a five-headed dragon, each head representing one of the five elemental Originats.

ROAR!

A draconic roar echoed as the dragon flew forward, each head spouting Dragon Breath. The attack hit the black crow, sending her hurtling through the air.

Despite this, Draco felt something was off. It seemed as though the crow was toying with him. He had used his strongest intent, yet the crow had not used even one. This puzzled him.

A strong Volkoid like her should have comprehended at least one intent. This realization made his expression turn serious. It was also one of the reasons he hadn't moved closer to attack her directly.

If her level of intent was stronger than his, he would be doomed. Coupled with her high cultivation, she could end him if he wasn't careful.

As Draco ruminated on this, he heard a tragic cry from the dragon, pulling his attention back to the battle scene.

He was shocked...

The black crow had appeared behind the five-headed dragon, severing all five of its heads. Draco noticed a green energy emanating from the crow's wings.

"Wind Intent," Draco thought in shock. He could feel the dreadfulness of the wind—it was at a level far higher than his five elemental intents.

He quickly maneuvered his energy to form a protective barrier, creating a five-colored armor around his body.

"You are so slow," a teasing voice said. Draco turned in shock to find the black crow standing behind him, smiling mockingly.

With a single flap of her wings, his arm was severed. He quickly moved away, evading further attacks.

Draco distanced himself, staring at the crow in disbelief. She didn't pursue him. It was as if she wanted to force out whatever trump card he had before either killing him or making him her slave.

Draco could feel a mysterious energy destroying his body at an alarming speed. Though his body tried to resist it, they were at a stalemate.

He realized it was the crow's Wind Intent. "System, what's the level of this intent?"

[Level 9 Wind Intent]

Draco's expression turned to horror. A Level 9 intent. He now understood just how strong his healing capability was—if not for it, he would already be dead.

Without wasting any time, he summoned the Weapon of Plunder, pouring all his power into it, including his slaughter intent and five-element intent.

The crow observed Draco's movements in surprise, watching him with amusement. His body began to radiate light.