I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 128 Adrian's Fear

As they stepped outside, they suddenly sensed the presence of five people lurking in the shadows. Moments later, five unknown men emerged.

"Our boss asked us to lead you to him," one of them said coldly.

"Who's your boss?" Draco asked coldly. He looked at the five men, sensing a familiar feeling from them, but where had he felt it before?

"Our boss... If we show you this, you will come with us." Each of the five men began to transform into a form Draco recognized: Vampiric Transformation.

Draco immediately understood who their boss was. As for Jane, she was confused by the unfolding events and wondered how Draco was connected to these people. She had never witnessed such a transformation before.

Draco frowned in confusion. Why hadn't Adrian come himself? Why send subordinates instead? His expression grew colder. Did this mean Adrian wanted to betray him?

He was merely a reincarnation and wasn't sure what kind of relationship his past life had with them. Perhaps he had subdued them with strength rather than earning their loyalty. After all, each of the demon seats was exceptionally talented in their own right.

"The location has been sent," Jane's grim voice pulled Draco out of his thoughts.

"Tell your boss to come meet me, or else..." Draco snorted. However, the five men didn't leave and continued to surround him.

Draco moved, disappearing from their view. "I hope this isn't what I'm thinking," he muttered to himself.

"Who does he think he is?" one of the five men snorted.

"Our boss invited him, yet he expects the boss to come to him," another added.

"The boss didn't specifically ask us to invite him," a third one said. "He only told us to inform him if Draco appeared."

"Hmph! I'm sure the boss just wanted to meet him, but he dares to refuse," the first one sneered.

"I hope this doesn't cause any problems. I have a bad feeling about this," another said.

"Let's go back and break the news that he didn't accept the boss's invitation," they decided before taking their leave.

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Draco and Jane boarded a taxi and headed toward the location. The sun was already setting, suggesting that the Night Family planned for this to take place at night.

As they traveled, they noticed they had entered an abandoned area. Draco was speechless. It seemed that even Mercenary City wasn't immune to imperfection. Just like Calonia, it had its dark side.

Good and evil always coexisted. The few people who lived here looked malnourished, showing just how much they were suffering.

As they proceeded, they saw a line of people donating blood in exchange for food. This sight surprised Draco. At least some improvements were being made here.

"I'm sorry, but I can't go any further," the driver said, parking the car.

"Why?" Draco asked, checking the location. There was still some distance left.

"We've been prohibited from entering this area. If we do, we risk being sent to prison and having our belongings confiscated," the driver explained solemnly.

Draco and Jane sighed and exchanged glances before getting out of the taxi. After paying the fare, the driver left.

They checked the location on the phone. It was clear the Night Family had chosen this place carefully. If Draco and Jane were eliminated here, no one would know about it, and their battle couldn't be traced.

They walked, following the directions sent by the Night Family. For now, they were pawns in the hands of a queen.

After several minutes, they arrived at an unfinished building. A foreboding presence made Jane's expression turn grim, while Draco chuckled.

Meanwhile, the five men returned to deliver Draco's message. They entered a building and explained how he had rejected the invitation.

The person they reported to grew angry. "How dare he reject the boss's invitation? I'll tell the boss myself and ensure that fool learns never to belittle the boss. I'm sure the boss will teach him a lesson."

The person disappeared into the shadows, and the five men nodded before dispersing.

In a certain part of Mercenary City, a silver-haired, pale young man watched over and supervised a group of people storing blood in well-contained containers.

This was Adrian. Over the past month, he had changed significantly—he had grown taller and no longer looked like a fifteen-year-old boy. He had been diligently completing the mission Draco had given him: to expand across Cerulean.

This task hadn't been easy. So far, he had only managed to expand within Mercenary City. As a Vampire God, Adrian could transform humans into Vampires with noble bloodlines. However, there was a problem—normal humans couldn't withstand the toxin that would transform them.

He began searching for strong individuals, but they couldn't be too strong, as those above level twenty would be unsuitable. Adrian eventually found five individuals in whom he had high expectations.

These five were chosen from the slum areas. After explaining the risks to them, they agreed to undergo the transformation. Adrian injected his toxin into them, initiating their transformation. To his delight, all five survived and became noble Vampires.

This success filled Adrian with joy, as he hadn't expected all of them to survive. He immediately gave them a mission: "Spread across Mercenary City."

The five began converting humans into Vampires. Of course, this was not done by force—it was an instruction Adrian had given them.

However, a new problem arose: how to feed the Vampires. Adrian came up with a solution that worked—severely injuring a Volkoid to extract its blood before its death. This had to be done carefully, as Cerulean law dictated that a dead Volkoid would turn into loot.

He also devised another method: exchanging food for blood. This was what Draco and Jane had seen on their way. It was Adrian's idea.

Of course, problems caused by human greed inevitably arose. Adrian dealt with them swiftly. Now, the group was a hegemon in Mercenary City, known as The Blood's.

"Boss, we have news," said the person the five men had informed earlier as he arrived.

"What is it?" Adrian raised his eyebrows.

"Boss, the person you wanted to invite rejected you," the messenger said angrily.

He added, "He said, 'Tell your boss to come meet me, or else...'" The person imitated Draco's tone as he repeated the words.

Adrian's expression turned icy. As a Vampire God, he had his pride. How dare someone say this to him? The surrounding Vampires, who overheard, erupted in anger, their faces full of fury.

Adrian held a high place in their hearts—he was their ancestor. If he hadn't insisted on being called "Boss" instead of "Ancestor," they would have addressed him as such.

"Who dares to speak like that to our boss?"

"Let's discipline him so he'll never disrespect the boss again!"

"It seems our reputation isn't well known!"

The Vampires shouted, ready to teach the offender a painful lesson he would never forget.

"Who is this person?" Adrian asked.

"This young man," the messenger said, showing Adrian a picture of Draco. The moment Adrian laid eyes on the image, he froze and shivered.

"Didn't I tell you to inform me the moment this person arrived?" Adrian yelled, his body breaking into a sweat. The Vampires were baffled by their boss's sudden change in attitude.

"Sh*t," Adrian cursed under his breath. Judging by how the Vampires had handled the situation, it would appear as though he intended to betray Draco.

"I want his location within a minute!" Adrian shouted.