I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System-Chapter 269: Battling with the Representative of Heavens (8)

CRACKLE!

Golden lightning and thunder came crashing down—

Heaven's judgment had been delivered.

But then—

Something shocking happened.

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And the crowd shivered in fear.

Every ounce of thunder and lightning sent by the Heavens was absorbed by whatever Draco was forging.

The Heavens didn't stop there.

They continued to unleash barrage after barrage of attacks toward Draco's creation—

And yet—

Every strike was absorbed.

Draco, still forging, was surprised.

Somehow, it was becoming easier to fuse the images together—

As if the Heavens had unknowingly provoked them into cooperating.

Draco wasn't sure—

Should he be thanking the Heavens for this?

They were making it easier for him to continue forging.

A massive amount of Originat was being drawn into Draco's creation.

Its aura was overwhelming.

The crowd, watching in horror, felt chills run down their spines—

This was true terror.

As for the young man—

When the explosion finally settled, his figure was revealed.

He was still in one piece—

But then—He froze.

His hairs stood on end.

That feeling— He turned his gaze toward the source of this intense pressure—

And saw Draco.

Draco had finished forging.

Above him—

Floated a single, plain arrow.

It had no color,

But its aura—

It was beyond terror.

The Heavens raged.

They had failed to stop the birth of this abomination.

Then, suddenly, The young man was bathed in a golden light.

His strength surged—

A power so strong and devastating that everyone felt it.

The crowd watched in shock.

They knew—

Something terrible was about to happen.

The aura of these two combatants—

It was too much.

And they knew—

Cerulean would bear the brunt of what was coming.

Meanwhile—

The citizens of Cerulean, scattered across the land, could only hear—

Explosions.

Sonic booms.

The Heavens roaring in fury.

Thunder and lightning crashing down on a single battlefield.

The continent trembled.

Nothing was the same.

After being bathed in the Origin Heavenly Dao, the young man grinned.

"It seems the Heavens truly hate you."

The Origin Heavenly Dao, having failed to destroy Draco's creation, had now turned its wrath toward Draco himself.

It wanted to erase him from existence.

Draco's actions—

Had violated the very fundamentals of the Heavenly Dao.

But Draco didn't care.

He locked eyes with the young man.

He knew—

This was his last chance to strike.

His Originat was running out.

He couldn't maintain this for long.

The Transcendent Ranger Form drained him at an alarming rate.

If not for the fact that it fused him with his clones, enhancing his energy reserves—

He wouldn't have been able to hold out this long.

Draco gripped the Weapon of Plunder—

And suddenly—

It began to transform.

The once-mighty sword—

Shifted—

Becoming a black and red bow.

The plain arrow, though seemingly ordinary, radiated immense power.

Draco placed the arrow onto the bowstring—

And began channeling his remaining Originat.

Every ounce of his energy—

Every last drop—

Was poured into the plain arrow.

If one looked closely at its tip—

They would see—

The very fabric of space was warping around it.

Cracks in reality spread.

Even the laws of Cerulean could no longer contain the power within.

The young man felt it.

An intense danger—A scent of death drifted past his nose.

And then—He chuckled.

He had never expected—

That a mere "fry" like Draco—Would make him feel this way.

Draco didn't know how long it took, but he continued transferring his Originat into the plain arrow.

Even though Draco channeled his Originat into the plain arrow, it didn't shine—

Instead, it looked even plainer.

The crowd knew this was just a facade—

They could feel the massive, world-annihilating aura hidden behind it.

They had already distanced themselves far away from the battlefield.

The younger ones were shocked.

They knew—

If they had been the ones battling Draco, they would have died long ago.

Lila and her mother also watched in shock.

The young man set up multiple heavenly shields before him, fully aware of the terror the plain arrow possessed.

And then—

Draco felt the last ounce of Originat leave his body.

With his gaze locked onto the young man—

He released the arrow.

All it took—

Was just a second.

There was no sound of it breaking through the air.

One moment—

And in the next—

The young man found his chest pierced through by the plain arrow.

His eyes widened in shock—

When did the arrow pierce through his heavenly shields?

He turned to look at them—

They were still intact—

Untouched.

Then, realization struck him.

He looked toward Draco—

And felt it—

A breach in space itself.

The plain arrow's speed had surpassed the very laws of physics—

His heavenly shields were rendered meaningless.

He felt it—

The energy radiating from the plain arrow was annihilating everything within him.

His lifeforce—

His demigod energy—

All of it—

Powerless before this attack.

The young man took one last look at Draco—

He had never expected to be killed by such a small fry.

In an instant—

He used the last of his power—

And with a flash—

Lila and the younger ones disappeared from Cerulean, piercing through space.

BOOM!

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