I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

The five students and the fifty-seven concealed men were tied up like pigs, waiting to be butchered. Their entire bodies were full of bruises and injuries.

This was humiliating—being beaten like this, like mortals. The five students were angry; when had they ever been treated like this?

They looked at the army beside him helplessly; the enemies were just too strong. Draco sat on the throne, watching this scene, with Anna in his hands.

"Now tell me where your headquarters is," Draco ordered.

"Hmph," they all maintained their resolve, snorting, refusing to open their mouths.

Draco smiled at this. "If you tell me, you get to live," he enticed them.

"Aren't you the one who said you would kill us to keep this from spreading outside?" Sam snorted.

"Yes, just kill us. The Sovereign will avenge us. Also, don't forget you have what the Sovereign wants, so he will catch and kill you," said one from the Phoenix Academy.

"Do you think you can kill us?" the one from the Royal Academy chuckled. His words boosted their confidence, and they looked at Draco fearlessly.

Draco chuckled and smiled when he saw their confident and fearless eyes.

"Do you think I have no idea about this? Do you think I'm making a baseless claim?" Draco snorted.

"You can all go meet the Grim Reaper. When you see it, greet it for me," Draco grinned. This sent chills down their spines, and they felt a foreboding sense of doom.

Suddenly, the surroundings turned dark. They couldn't find themselves back in the arena, and their souls began slipping away.

Regret—this was what they felt. If they had known Draco could really kill them, they would have agreed.

Draco smiled as he watched their lives slipping away, regret filling their eyes. He wasn't done with them.

"Emerge," Draco's thunderous voice rang out. Black mist began to flow out from the corpses as their shadows awoke.

"Greetings, Master," the sixty-two shadows knelt in reverence to Draco.

Draco grinned even more when he saw this. "Rise," he commanded.

The shadows followed his instructions and rose up. Draco sent them with the others back to their worlds and returned the Volkoids to the pet world.

Each of them was a force to be reckoned with; they could not be easily underestimated.

He also sent Anna back to the pet world. Taking a step forward, he said, "It's time to check what's been calling me."

Draco looked at where the five students had stopped, surveying the surroundings. This was an unknown place—one must be wary of danger if they don't want to die quickly.

Upon closer inspection, he saw nothing except for statues clad in armor, numbering up to twelve.

"Well, since I can't find anything, let's keep going," Draco said, taking a step forward. Nothing happened. He took another step, but still, nothing happened.

"Am I mistaken?" Draco thought as he began to walk.

Suddenly, his instincts screamed danger from behind. Moving swiftly, he dodged the attack narrowly.

When Draco surveyed the surroundings, he saw he was surrounded by the twelve large statues.

They all looked at him with killing intent, wanting to eliminate him. The armored statues each held different weapons: swords, spears, bows and arrows, whips, and chains.

The statues surrounded Draco with an indomitable aura. If it were anyone else, they would have shaken in fear because of the overwhelming presence.

One would feel suppressed and shocked, fearing for their life as they were surrounded.

Draco considered calling his army to deal with the statues until Xylara advised, "Their strength depends on the number of participants. If you summon your army, each statue will become as strong as your forces."

He sighed.

SWOOSH!

The twelve statues all struck at the same time. Draco's figure flashed, appearing above them.

When Draco reappeared, he saw that he was surrounded by the fists of the twelve statues as they clashed with his body.

Draco's figure reappeared again. "Well, that was clo..." Before he could finish, their weapons were already coming for his head.

Draco knew he couldn't run anymore; he had to fight them. He was trying to avoid the fight, analyzing their strength and weaknesses so it would be easier to destroy them.

But they didn't allow this. He didn't know how they were able to follow his movements, but he had no other option now than to strike. Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

Draco took the Weapon of Plunder and attacked as he struck back, successfully blocking their attack.

Hmph! Draco snorted as he punched out to meet their fists coming for him.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The clash between them began. Draco was blocking their every move. As he battled them, he scrutinized and assessed their movements.

Even though their strength was monstrous and their defense equally formidable, their speed lagged behind the other two. Draco planned to exploit this weakness.

"ICE AGE!"

He used this technique to slow them down. With a punch, he rushed at his greatest speed. Only a few seconds had passed, but Draco had already punched them over a hundred times.

He had used more than ninety percent of his physical strength. Through the tribulations he had endured, his body and bones had been reforged, making his physical strength monstrous.

With only his physical strength, Draco was confident he could enter the top three strongest. However, winning the competition with this alone would be hard. Even if he came out on top, he was sure he would be seriously injured.

One shouldn't forget that others might possess unique weapons, which could be heaven-ranked or earth-ranked. This could be a significant factor in his potential defeat.

But even though Draco's physical strength was overwhelming for his level...

The twelve large statues broke free from the ice age that had frozen their limbs and stopped their movements.

They rushed to attack Draco. As they struck, their bodies began to break down into pieces, crumbling into stone.

Draco looked at the broken statues as he continued to walk. The throbbing and calling sensation grew stronger.

As he neared the treasure chest, he felt another wave of danger coming from all sides.

Multiple objects flew through the air, aiming for him. Draco's figure disappeared and reappeared far away from them.

When he looked at what had attacked him, he was both surprised and shocked. He saw another set of armored statues wielding the same weapons, but these were the size of humans.

When he looked back at where the statues had crumbled, he was surprised to find no remnants of stone.

It turned out that it wasn't over. The test—or whatever this was—was still ongoing.

SWOOSH!

In less than a second, Draco sensed a slight change in the air. He realized the twelve statues had surrounded him again, aiming for his life.

Draco was shocked. Their speed had increased as their size decreased, making them just as monstrous as before.

CLANG!

He separated the Weapon of Plunder into two swords, defending against their attack.

Even so, Draco could still feel the force behind their strikes.

Suddenly, he sensed a slight change in his surroundings and realized they were now outside the palace.

The twelve armored statues stood in front of him.

"Now, I should be able to fight freely," Draco grinned.

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