I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 250  Battling with the Enemies (11)

"Do you really think you can stop me with this?"

A grin spread across his face.

And then—

Everyone felt it.

The Originat shifted.

The energy in the air surged toward Five-Colored Draco.

Then, with a thunderous roar—

"HAAAHH!"

A large amount of Originat emitted, forming a half-red and half-five-colored shell around Five-Colored Draco.

When Orion saw this, his jaw dropped in disbelief as he stared at Five-Colored Draco, who was emitting an intense wave of Originat.

Five-Colored Draco's hair changed color—half of it turned bloody red, while the other part remained five-colored.

His Originat continued to overflow, causing the ground to crack from the sheer pressure. Trees splintered, wind howled, and the surroundings shifted violently.

Tera, who witnessed this, was shocked by the sheer amount of Originat that Five-Colored Draco was emitting.

All this energy flowed toward Five-Colored Draco's hands, forming a blood-red crystallized sheathed sword in his grasp.

Then, the Originat finally calmed, but Five-Colored Draco had changed.

His five-colored hair had fully split—half red, half five-colored. His left eye burned blood-red, while his right eye gleamed with five colors.

His aura was off the charts, and Orion—along with the others—could feel it.

Five-Colored Draco locked eyes onto Orion, and in the next moment—

CRACK! BOOM!

By the time they blinked, Five-Colored Draco had already appeared in front of Orion, unsheathing his sword.

Tera could still keep up with his speed but was surprised to see the ground cracking wherever he passed. Even as he unsheathed the sword, the destruction behind him intensified.

SLASH!

Five-Colored Draco swung his sword at Orion.

Orion, sensing death approaching, acted instantly.

He formed a scorpion-shaped shield in front of himself—

BOOM!

A loud explosion erupted, burying his figure beneath the impact of the sword.

Among all the battles, Orion's power seemed weaker than Roman's, Ken's, or Deus's. But the truth was—he wasn't weak. His expertise lay in poison, which was unfortunately countered by Five-Colored Draco.

The Origin Dao of Poison was not to be underestimated. A single spread of poison could quietly annihilate an entire city.

The crowd watched anxiously, waiting to see if Orion had survived.

But most of them didn't believe he could. Compared to the others, his attacks seemed weaker and more cunning.

When the dust finally settled, the crowd gasped in shock.

Orion was still alive.

A deep gash ran across his chest, inflicted by the sword.

He stared coldly at Five-Colored Draco, his expression so wrathful that even those at a distance could feel it.

"You're going to regret this. I'll use you as one of my decorations, feed you to the birds alive, gouge out your eyes, and rip out your hair one by one while you're still breathing," Orion said venomously.

The crowd shivered at his words.

What a cruel way to kill an opponent. They looked at Orion in disgust.

Five-Colored Draco remained calm, but his lips slowly curled into a smile.

"I never thought I'd have to release this… for a fry like you," Orion said coldly.

Suddenly—

The world trembled.

Something changed in Orion.

The crowd felt as if they were no longer looking at a man, but at a sacred being.

Tera's eyes narrowed in realization.

He knew what this was.

But what shocked him was that he never expected Orion, of all people, to have comprehended the essence of Law.

This battle was about to turn dangerous for Five-Colored Draco.

No—all of Draco's clones were in trouble if they had no way to counter this.

"You said you're immune to poison… Let's see if you can block this."

Orion's voice was icy.

Then—

A green mist began spreading from Orion's body.

Within seconds, it had engulfed the battlefield.

Tera reacted instantly, forming a protective barrier around the students to prevent them from being affected.

As for Draco's army—Alya, Adrian, and the others—they were gods in their past lives. Blocking the poison was easy for them.

But for Deus's army and the rest, it was a disaster.

No one among them was strong enough to counter such deadly poison.

Those who failed to escape in time—

AARGH!

AAAAARGH!

AARGH!

Screams filled the battlefield as soldiers collapsed, their bodies rotting from the inside out.

In seconds, they decayed into pure sand.

The remaining soldiers from Deus's army shivered in horror, staring at their comrades' rotting corpses.

Meanwhile, where Draco and his clones were fighting, the poison never reached them.

The sheer shockwaves from their battle had sent it in another direction.

"Your body will begin to rot from the inside. You'll want to scream and beg for death," Orion grinned.

Five-Colored Draco looked down at his body.

He could see it—his flesh was slowly decaying.

It wasn't rapid, but at this rate, in five minutes, his body would decompose.

He glanced up at Orion.

It seemed… he had underestimated him.

Orion, seeing how slowly Five-Colored Draco's body was rotting, looked at him in disbelief.

A hint of fear flickered in his eyes.

Then, Five-Colored Draco raised his sword.

"Massacre Form."

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Suddenly, a Massacre Mausoleum appeared behind him. Unknown beings cried and wailed, clutching each other, trying to escape from the mausoleum. This was how it felt.

Then, the Massacre Mausoleum began to fall, descending toward Five-Colored Draco, slowly shrinking in size.

The crowd watched in shock as they saw the Massacre Mausoleum enter Five-Colored Draco, fusing with him.

Everyone felt as if a river of blood was flowing. Wails echoed in the air—it was as if Five-Colored Draco was bathing in a pool of blood.

Those unfamiliar with this remained silent, shivering, wondering just how many beings had been slain to create such a massive mausoleum.

Even Orion felt a tingle as he watched. He, too, wondered how many beings had perished to form such a vast Mausoleum. Even he hadn't killed half as many as whatever lay within it.

Then, blood began to fall from the heavens, as if Origin Heaven itself was weeping.

The blood then withdrew, and everything became eerily calm, as if nothing had happened. But the crowd didn't believe it, their eyes fixed on Five-Colored Draco.

His hair had turned a deep, bloody red, so much so that it looked as if blood was dripping from it.

It wasn't just his hair—his eyes, including his pupils, were completely blood-red.

His clothes had also turned bloody red, looking as if they were soaked in blood. The only thing unchanged was his sword, which remained pure five-colored.

Five-Colored Draco's expression was merciless—devoid of emotion. It was as if his only purpose in life was to exterminate all life.

Orion steadied himself, grinning as he looked at Five-Colored Draco, who had locked his gaze onto him.

It was then…

ROAR!

A deafening draconic roar echoed across the ages, the starry sky, and the cosmos.

A massive silvery-white dragon appeared, its eyes reflecting the very foundation of the starry sky.

Its scales were the stars themselves, while its body held the cosmos within.

Its horns were the punishers of wrongdoers, and its claws, the vanquishers of evil.

It was the Dragon, the Lord of the Starry Sky.

In front of this celestial dragon, a figure stood—slightly larger than a human, clad in black armor that radiated the essence of Night itself.

It felt as though one was staring into the embodiment of Night itself.

The crowd shifted their attention, stunned as they saw a Volkoid standing before them.

Those who had been curious about the battle heard the draconic roar, confirming their suspicions—a powerful Volkoid had broken through.

Tera facepalmed, realizing there was now even more conclusive evidence pointing toward Draco after witnessing this transformation.

He was also certain that the array had broken and that people had already taken notice of this battle.

"A dragon, huh? It seems you are closely related to the Volkoids," Deus said, his voice cold.

Both opponents locked eyes, and in an instant—

everything changed.

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