I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

BOOM!

"Aaargh!" Draco let out a small cry of pain. His body alternated between feeling searing hot and freezing cold. He couldn't endure much more. His bones began to crack under the pressure.

Draco steadied himself, refusing to fall, and waited for the transformation methods to activate. Soon, his injuries began to heal, and his bones were restored. He took a deep breath to calm himself.

Suddenly, his hair stood on end, and his instincts screamed wildly. Draco looked up, his face filled with shock.

Draco was shocked, his hair standing on end as he watched the two-colored cloud transform into a five-colored cloud. This wasn't the only reason for his alarm—it was also because the cloud was brewing two thunderbolts, both preparing to strike him.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

First, a three-colored lightning bolt struck, followed immediately by a five-colored lightning bolt. All Draco felt was the chilling presence of death.

He moved quickly, transforming into his half-dragon form as he roared defiantly toward the heavens.

The three-colored thunder struck him first, causing his blood to surge. Draco felt the urge to cough up blood but suppressed it, enduring the searing pain.

CRACKLE!

"Sh*t!" Draco cried out, realizing he had forgotten about the five-colored thunder. It struck him with brutal force, sending him crashing to the ground and causing him to spit out mouthfuls of blood. His body sank into the earth, battered and broken.

Draco felt his bones shatter under the immense force. He had never been so gravely injured before. If he had access to his full strength, this might not have happened.

"Hmph, don't underestimate the tribulation," Xylara's voice echoed. "If you had used your full strength, the heavens would have responded with a tribulation far more powerful than this—and far more fatal. No one has combat strength comparable to yours."

Draco wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or frustrated by her words.

"Don't worry," Xylara continued. "Only one tribulation remains. Sending two strikes at once counts as two tribulations, but it's fatal because you have to defend against both simultaneously."

Draco sighed heavily, allowing the transformation skill to work on healing his injuries. He began to recover but was only halfway through the process when the clouds began roaring again. Looking up, he saw the five-colored cloud condensing even further.

This time, he steeled himself. He knew this would be the final tribulation. If he survived, it would be like being reborn from the ashes, like a phoenix. However, something strange happened—the cloud didn't release any thunder or lightning. Instead, the condensed energy took the shape of a massive thunder dragon before him.

ROAR!

The thunder dragon roared, its eyes brimming with life intent. It appeared almost alive, startling Draco. He could sense immense danger emanating from the creature.

The dragon descended, opening its massive mouth and releasing a breath of thunder. Draco moved swiftly, barely dodging the attack.

When the lightning struck the ground, it created a deep pit. Seeing the devastation, Draco sweated nervously, wondering if his body could withstand such a strike.

The dragon snorted, sending another lightning attack. Draco avoided it again but suddenly felt a sense of danger. Turning to the side, he saw the dragon's tail swinging toward him. It struck with incredible force, sending him flying and breaking multiple bones in his body.

ROAR!

Draco let out a resounding roar of his own. His silver scales shimmered as he clashed head-on with the thunder dragon.

BOOM! BOOM!

The echoes of their battle resounded across the heavens. Their fight was brutal. Every time Draco struck the dragon's body, his own body felt slightly numb, but he didn't falter.

"Sword Slash!" Draco roared, using his fingers like a sword to unleash an attack imbued with both sword intent and massacre intent.

ROAR!

The dragon let out a tragic cry as its form dissolved into pure lightning essence, which flowed into Draco's body, refining it further.

"Phew, finally done," Draco said, exhaling deeply as he tried to steady his breath.

CRACKLE!

All Draco saw was the blinding light of thunder. His body was in tatters, bones broken. It turned out the tribulation hadn't ended—two more thunderbolts had struck him.

Draco felt like crying; the pain was unbearable. He hadn't bothered to defend himself, leaving him to bear the full brunt of the two thunderbolts.

His forehead creased from the excruciating pain, which was almost insurmountable. Gritting his teeth, he tried to suppress the thunder, but it wasn't easy.

The thunder fought back, destroying his life force as he tried to subdue it. Draco remained calm, thinking of countermeasures.

"Plunder," Draco thought, deciding to try it.

To his shock, he successfully plundered the thunder, making it his own. He realized he could now control it. Looking at the thunder that struck him, he noticed it was six-colored and seven-colored lightning.

"Xylara, didn't you say the tribulation would occur five times?" Draco cried out.

"I didn't expect this either," Xylara said solemnly. "It seems Master's talent is even stronger than it appears. Tribulation is based on one's talent—the stronger your talent, the more powerful your tribulation."

What Draco had forgotten was his origin. He was born from the fusion of Draco and Xandros, each possessing heaven-defying, conqueror-level talent. Yet, Draco had surpassed even them.

Draco shook his head, still wondering what was so extraordinary about him.

He looked up and saw that the tribulation was far from over. The brewing clouds indicated that the next wave might be threefold stronger than the last. Draco knew he lacked the strength to defend against it.

This time, the lightning didn't strike. Instead, it transformed into various Volkoid creatures: a Dragon, Phoenix, Crow, Human, Elf, and Angel.

These six creatures stood as Draco's current enemies, each exuding a terrifying aura. Draco's expression turned serious as he made the first move, striking swiftly.

ROAR!

The dragon roared and swung its tail at Draco. He tried to block it with his strength and barely managed to stop it.

Suddenly, the dragon opened its mouth, spouting thunder that sent Draco flying. He crashed into the ground with serious injuries.

Draco looked at the dragon; its strength was on par with his. It was like battling five versions of himself.

The six thunder creatures moved together, suppressing Draco completely.

Draco was flung through mountains, his body sustaining devastating injuries. The creatures seemed to be toying with him.

Without hesitation, Draco activated his Ranger Form. Xylara had mentioned that the highest tribulation was ninefold, and this was clearly the eighth and ninth combined.

He didn't waste any time. Entering his Ranger Form, he prepared to eliminate the thunder creatures.

This was the same form he had used in his battle against Blum. Moving with incredible speed, Draco slashed at the creatures, attempting to plunder their essence.

However, their essence wasn't easy to plunder. Each time he tried, only wisps of it dispersed into the air, assimilating back into the environment.

Draco pressed on, attacking his enemies relentlessly.

BOOM! BOOM!

Their battle caused devastating damage to the surroundings. The Volkoid creatures in the area fled for their lives.

Draco fought fiercely, managing to suppress the thunder creatures and eventually defeating them.

Taking a deep breath, he reflected on the sheer power of the tribulation. Without the Weapon of Plunder, survival would have been impossible.

CRACKLE!

Draco froze upon hearing the sound of thunder brewing again. Looking up, his body shivered in terror. Even his eyes betrayed the overwhelming fear he felt.