I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 132 Taking Care of the Enemies (4)

"Thunder Dragon Spell," he muttered.

A deafening roar echoed across the battlefield as a purple-gold dragon appeared, flickering with thunder.

The elder stared at the dragon in shock. He could sense that this skill was far more powerful than his Lightning Sword. It wasn't just an attack—it carried the essence of life within the dragon.

His eyes burned with greed. Determined to seize the skill for himself, he poured even more energy into the Lightning Sword, amplifying its destructive power. The colossal weapon raged with apocalyptic might as it descended toward Draco. Read latest chapters on empire

Draco remained composed. Commanding the Thunder Dragon, he sent it surging toward the elder.

The battlefield trembled as the two titanic forces clashed.

BOOM!

A massive explosion erupted as both attacks neutralized each other. The seal formation used to contain the battle did its best to hold the energy back, and although it succeeded for a moment, cracks began spreading across its surface. Any further attack would undoubtedly shatter it.

Both combatants were stunned that their attacks had canceled each other out.

The elder roared again, and this time, two thunder swords materialized behind him. One seemed like an extension of himself, while the other appeared foreign and unstable.

"Young man, you've forced me to reveal my ultimate ability. If you die under this attack, you should feel proud," the guest elder chuckled.

The two thunder swords fused together, forming a colossal thunder sword that radiated thunder intent. Draco immediately sensed that the intent was no weaker than Level 6. The elder was clearly going all out.

Draco responded by summoning another Thunder Dragon, infusing it with intent. But this time, the dragon was cloaked in black thunder. Anyone who had witnessed Draco's fight against Blum would recognize this power with both familiarity and surprise.

The black thunder was the same power Blum had used: Destruction Intent. During his time in the Small World, Draco had comprehended Destruction Intent, a supreme-level intent.

Thunder, known for its ferocity and destructive nature, had inspired his comprehension of this intent.

"Destruction Intent?" the elder said, his voice tinged with disbelief and envy. His expression darkened with jealousy.

The elder had spent decades attempting to grasp Destruction Intent, but luck had never been on his side. And here stood Draco, a young man not even twenty years old, wielding it at a level that wasn't low.

The elder's jealousy transformed into monstrous killing intent. Such a prodigy must be eradicated before he grew any stronger and became an insurmountable threat to the Night Family.

Seeing the elder's bloodthirsty gaze, Draco chuckled. To him, such killing intent was akin to a child's tantrum.

KILL! KILL! KILL!

Draco released a third of his killing intent, causing both the elder and Jane to shudder involuntarily. Behind Draco, an average-sized mausoleum appeared, its surface dripping with blood. Within, shadowy figures writhed, crying out in despair and clutching each other as though trying to escape some unseen terror.

"Materialized Killing Intent," both the elder and Jane gasped in horror.

They stared at Draco with disbelief. How many lives had he taken to condense his killing intent into something tangible?

"This isn't a human... but a demon," they thought.

The elder, who had initially looked at Draco with murderous confidence, now felt a pang of regret. It seemed the Night Family hadn't provoked a mere man, but a demon incarnate.

Still, the elder steeled himself. "It's better to cut down the weed before it becomes an unyielding tree," he thought, adding even more power to the thunder sword. He burned his own blood essence to amplify his strength, visibly rejuvenating himself in the process.

He was staking everything on this single strike, determined to eliminate Draco. The thunder sword surged with destructive power, emitting echoes that sounded like a primordial roar.

Draco smiled, watching the elder push himself to the limit. He could see the desperation in the elder's actions.

In response, Draco elevated his thunder intent to Level 7 and his Destruction Intent to Level 6. The black thunder dragon grew massive, its roar resonating like the cry of an ancient primordial beast.

Jane, standing behind Draco, was paralyzed with shock and awe.

The seal formation could no longer withstand the immense power unleashed on the battlefield. Piece by piece, it shattered. Neither the Night Family nor the guest elder could have anticipated such overwhelming strength.

Draco's display of power had far surpassed the limits of a Level 50 cultivator. It was strength that could shake the heavens.

BOOM!

Both attacks crossed and clashed with each other, generating explosions that uprooted buildings and caused powerful whirlwinds.

The entire Mercenary City turned its attention toward the chaos, shocked. Fighting within the city was strictly prohibited, yet someone dared to defy the rule. Excitement rippled through the streets as people anticipated an interesting spectacle.

In a hotel inn.

A silver-haired young man paced the room, filled with worry. Suddenly, he heard the explosion.

"That's master's aura!" he exclaimed in shock, disappearing from view in an instant.

"Boss!" someone knocked on the door. Opening it, they were stunned to find the room empty.

Meanwhile, many powerful groups began rushing toward the site of the battle.

At the battlefield.

Both attacks continued to clash, their immense power tearing the surroundings apart. Deep pits scarred the ground, and nearby buildings crumbled to ruin.

ROAR!

A dragon's roar resounded through the chaos as a smaller black thunder dragon emerged from the aftermath. It charged directly at the elder.

The dragon overwhelmed the colossal thunder sword, emerging victorious.

The elder, seeing the black thunder dragon approach, tried desperately to defend himself but was sent flying through the air. Blood spurted from his mouth as his body hit the ground hard, his bones shattered.

He had severely underestimated the power of the black thunder dragon. The supreme intent of destruction coursed through his body, annihilating any trace of life within. Using his thunder intent, he barely managed to contain it, but eliminating it entirely would take days. The destruction intent had fused with the thunder, making it even harder to dispel.

Jane watched the scene unfold in stunned silence, a bitter smile on her face. What started as a simple search for her sister had turned into a life-and-death battle.

Lost in thought, she suddenly sensed another presence. Turning to her right, she saw a silver-haired young man. As soon as her gaze landed on him, an overwhelming feeling of bloodlust washed over her, making her body shiver. Unsure if this newcomer was a friend or foe, she noted that his strength far surpassed that of the guest elder.

"I thought you had betrayed me," Draco said with a chuckle, breaking the tension. His words seemed to calm Jane, though she was surprised that Draco was acquainted with someone of such power. Their relationship felt oddly mysterious.

"No, master," the silver-haired young man replied, kneeling in fear, his body drenched in sweat.

This was Adrian. When Draco spoke and laid his gaze upon him, Adrian felt an overwhelming killing intent. He realized that even the slightest wrong move would cost him his head.

"It seems master is already awakening. He's like an unfathomable abyss," Adrian thought, shivering under the weight of Draco's aura.

"Carry that old man, and let's go," Draco instructed, sensing additional auras approaching.

Adrian nodded obediently, knocking the guest elder unconscious and carrying him. Draco grabbed Jane's hand, and in a flash, the three vanished, leaving no trace behind.