I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 204  Recovery of Memory and Awakening the Werewolf Demon

[Weapon]

Mask of Concealment

An upgradeable concealment weapon.

Can conceal the user's figure and alter their appearance, making it an ideal tool for stealth and assassination.

Provides mental shielding, protecting the wielder from mental attacks, manipulation, and illusions.

Grants enhanced senses, including heightened sight, hearing, and smell, allowing the user to perceive their surroundings in greater detail.

Skills:

Stealth Mastery: Increases the wielder's stealth capabilities, making it easier to remain undetected.

Shadow Resistance: Grants resistance to shadow-based attacks and abilities.

Darkvision: Enables the wielder to see in complete darkness, even without light sources.

Concealment Aura: Creates an aura that conceals the wielder's presence, making it difficult for enemies to detect them.

Shadow Blend: Allows the wielder to blend into shadows, becoming nearly invisible.

Checking the skills of the Mask of Concealment, Draco was amazed. This is much better than the Shadow Mask, he thought.

The ability to change his face would help keep his identity safe. However, thinking about it, it didn't seem useful at the moment. His strength was off the charts, and there was no longer any need for him to hide his identity.

But since it was a system reward, there had to be a reason for it. Besides, the skill was still useful to him.

After settling this, he proceeded to check the second reward.

Ding!

[Does Host want to absorb this memory fragment? Y/N]

Draco didn't waste any time and clicked Yes.

A sharp headache surged through him as he felt something invading his mind, making his head feel stuffy.

He knew these were memories, so he absorbed them, surprised as he watched his life unfold—from his childhood to the moment his talent was extracted, and then to Lyraea saving him. He watched everything as if he were watching a movie.

He saw things that saddened him, especially how he struggled to eat and survive in the slums. He was also shocked to see how Rose, Ming, and Blum became his friends, despite his circumstances.

He watched how he entered the academy, the smile on his face, yet he could never forget about the orphanage. The desire for revenge on the perpetrators, to avenge the children's blood, burned within him.

He chuckled when he saw how oblivious and clueless he had been about Rose's feelings for him. It was so obvious, yet he hadn't noticed.

He continued watching, reaching the moment when he awakened his Copy Talent and received the system. He chuckled at the memory of Alya wearing a nurse's outfit to tempt him, only to be shocked the next day when he found out she was actually a teacher.

He watched the scenes where she teased and played tricks on him, which made him frown, feeling a bit grumpy. I have to get my revenge on Alya for that, he thought.

As the memories played on, he relived the academy's small test that took place after they had just awakened. He felt again the pain of losing his friends—the very day he realized his feelings for Rose.

He then saw the moment he attended Rose's birthday party. He was surprised to realize that he had actually prepared a birthday celebration for her, only to find out her family had already arranged their own. This was also the day he discovered Rose, Blum, and Ming's true identities.

"It seems fate really planned on making that guy my enemy," Draco muttered as he watched the jealousy he felt toward Casper, who was dancing with Rose.

Then came the moment when he was told that the Head of the Everett Clan was looking for him. He watched as the man's voice rang in his ears:

"Draco Xandros, it's a pleasure meeting you."

He saw the killing intent he had unknowingly let slip, and he now understood why Romans and his son made such a move against him. The poor me back then didn't realize that Romans had already sensed my killing intent. There was no way he could have hidden it from such a powerful man.

Draco sighed and continued watching. Then came the betrayal scene, and he heard Rose's father's voice:

"You fools, get out of here. I can sense four auras stronger than you approaching."

That day was his birthday. He could see how happy he had been from the surprise his friends prepared for him—yet, despite that, he was still betrayed.

Then came the torture, the moment his talent was extracted, and—most importantly—the face of one of the killers responsible for the orphanage massacre.

Draco burned that face into his mind. He would ask Adrian to track the person down so he could finally uncover the organization behind it all.

After fully absorbing his memories, he now felt more complete, finally realizing the love Rose had for him—and the love he had for Rose.

"What do you say, Xylara? Should I absorb the inheritance of the Weapon God?" Draco asked.

"It's better to do so after the competition because you can't absorb everything at once. It happens little by little since it is a vast inheritance," Xylara explained.

When Draco heard this, he cursed the Weapon God because he hadn't mentioned this detail. However, he was also baffled by why the Weapon God looked like him and Xandros. Could it be that Xandros had a twin brother I didn't know about?

Putting this matter aside, he then remembered Jessa and brought her out of the furnace.

"You kept me in there for too long!" Jessa huffed in anger.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Draco chuckled with a smile.

When Jessa saw Draco's smile, her face flushed, and she quickly avoided his gaze. "You are forgiven," she said in a low voice.

Draco was confused by her reaction but decided to let it go. He then called for Caesar—it was time to awaken him, obtain another memory fragment, and move closer to completing his mission.

Meanwhile, as Draco was doing this,

The representatives of each academy had finally entered the small world. They were shocked to find that their strength had been slightly reduced.

Only Ken maintained a neutral expression, as he had already expected this. They moved cautiously, aware of their weakened state, yet they didn't miss the opportunity to collect treasures or Volkoid they deemed valuable.

When they arrived at the scene of Draco and Jessa's battle, they were surprised by the aura lingering in the area. They could tell that the beings who fought here were incredibly powerful, making them curious about their identities.

They attempted to analyze the residual aura but found no useful information.

Only Tera was internally shocked.

He recognized this aura—it was ninety percent similar to the final strike Draco used against Blum during the Luminari Academy competition.

Tera shook his head and kept this realization to himself.

If this truly was Draco's doing, then he was far too powerful. The contest was practically his. It was unlikely that anyone could defeat him.

Finally, they arrived at the golden palace. When they laid their eyes on it, most of them frowned in confusion.

They quickly realized that this was just an illusion, not the real palace. @@novelbin@@

"We just wasted our time coming here," they murmured in disappointment.

Only Romans had an intrigued expression—it seemed he knew something about the palace's existence and why only an image remained.

Tera also felt that there was more to this than met the eye.

With no other option, they all turned back and left the small world, concluding that there was nothing valuable inside.

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