I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

"Hmph, it's time to meet your end," Damien said, glaring at Draco.

Draco smiled. Despite being repeatedly slammed to the ground, there were no visible injuries on him. Damien, too, began to notice this small but significant detail.

"Even if you kill me now, I'm not dead. Don't forget—this is a contest," Draco snorted.

"And also..."

"You've disappointed me. Is this all the strength you have?"

By the time Draco said this, everyone was shocked. The voice had come from behind both of Damien's clones.

When had Draco moved? How had he moved? These questions baffled everyone.

But when they turned to look at Draco, they saw something that sent shivers down their spines.

The crowd stared at Draco in horror.

BAM! BAM!

In his hand were two beating hearts, spouting out blood, dripping onto the crowd. Draco smirked.

Everyone who saw this shivered. Draco looked like a villain with the smirk on his face and the two beating hearts.

Both Damien were shocked as they looked at Draco. They hadn't even seen when he made his move.

They glanced at the hole in their chests, their eyes full of terror. Such a deadly and certain death attack.

They slowly fell to the ground as they lost all forms of life, their eyes losing light, yet filled with indignation and regret.

The crowd watching this shivered in horror. Those observing as bystanders in the small world ran for their lives.

"He is a demon. When did he move?" These were the thoughts passing through their minds. Draco's terror had spread to their hearts.

The crowd in the arena and those watching it all kept silent as they witnessed this horrifying moment. Damien's fans had it the worst—Damien was destroyed like a toy.

It turned out Draco's strength was far beyond what they had imagined. He had been playing with Damien all along.

"As expected of Master," Adrian thought as he watched this.

"As expected of Master," Alya thought as she watched this.

"As expected of Master," Clara thought as she watched this.

They had anticipated this, which made them smile.

Blum, Adrianna, Caesar, and Rose all watched in utter shock. Caesar admired Draco—the one he would follow.

Blum smiled bitterly. It seemed he had to try his best, or the gap would be impossible to close or even perceive.

Adrianna watched this in joy until she looked at Rose, whose face was conflicted.

Rose felt deeply conflicted. Her lover had killed her brother—there was no way she wouldn't feel sad about it.

She didn't know why Draco's importance outweighed that of her father and brother—maybe because of what she had discovered from her brother.

She had wanted to stop them from fighting, but the problem was that she wasn't as strong as they were. If she interfered, they would simply send her far away, seal her strength, and prevent her from disturbing them.

It was a battle where one had to die. And now, one of them had.

The Vice Chancellors of various academies attending the contest were absolutely shocked by Draco's speed.

It turned out he had been playing the role of a pig, yet he was a raging demon tiger. They could see his strength and how he moved—absolute speed that resembled teleportation.

This was shocking to them all. Such strength at such a young age! The eyes of those from the Everett Clan and Flynn Clan narrowed. This young man was their enemy.

If he was this strong now, what about in the future? No, they couldn't wait for the future—they had to cut the plant down before it grew into a towering tree.

Ken, who saw this, was shocked before he sighed with a frown. He glanced at Tera, who was smiling at him.

He was already regretting betting on this match. He had never expected Draco to be this strong or for Damien to be helpless—utterly defeated, no, crushed like an ant.

"Ken, I'm expecting my spoils," Tera chuckled, looking at him.

If someone were to ask Ken if he expected such strength from Draco and this kind of defeat, he would say one word: "No."

Even though he had expected Draco to win, he hadn't foreseen such a crushing victory.

It seemed the Academy had picked up a great treasure—one considered priceless.

The elders of the Luminari Academy also smiled with happiness. This was worth celebrating.

Meanwhile, Draco looked at both hearts, crushing them as they still contained a small life force.

All signs of them had disappeared. No more Damien. Or so Draco thought.

Until both bodies of Damien began to glow, turning into sparkles of light.

In a hidden cave in the small world, a young man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.

"They have died," he muttered. "But who could have killed both of them?" The young man was confused.

If one looked at the young man, they would see he was identical to the Damien who had been killed. From his words, it seemed he was the original Damien.

He moved his hand and focused his mind, attempting to see what had happened to the two Damiens that led to their deaths.

As he delved into their memories, he was shocked to witness Draco's move. He could even feel the terror both clones had experienced. This revelation left him stunned.

"It seems I underestimated him," he thought. He had never imagined Draco would be this strong, capable of crushing both of his clones. This realization left him both shocked and baffled at how he had made an enemy out of Draco.

He observed the powerful skill Draco had used, a skill even he himself coveted. Since the clones shared the same soul as him, he was able to copy the techniques.

The reason he hadn't been aware of their fight was that he had shut himself away in seclusion to focus on comprehending something.

He never expected the two clones to be killed so easily.

"Let's meet, and I will show you how strong I am," Damien snorted with killing intent. The clones only had 70% of his strength, and what he was comprehending would greatly enhance his power. There was no reason to fear Draco at all.

"They were clones," Xylara's voice rang out, making Draco frown. He hadn't expected this, which was also why he hadn't used his full strength, To prevent Damien from escaping, Draco's mind was filled with hatred and killing intent. Yet, he didn't let his emotions cloud his judgment. Too much haste could lead to his downfall.

Without extracting abilities, he wondered if he would be able to awaken the plundering system.

"Can you trace him?" Draco asked, intent on getting rid of Damien before it was too late.

"He has cut all forms of connection with them before your battle," Xylara replied.

Draco sighed as he gave up for now. He then remembered they would meet again during the contest drill. There was no way he would fail this selection.
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With his strength, he was one of the indomitable figures here. If there were a top ten, he was confident he could place in the top five.

"Darling," a familiar voice rang out, and Draco turned to see a familiar figure rushing to hug him.

He opened his arms wide, welcoming her embrace.