I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System

Chapter 51 Baby Lyraea- The Hero (2)

"Master, she's okay!" Adrian's voice rang out, shocking everyone. All eyes turned to see him flying with Rose by his side.

Demon Draco stopped, staring at Rose's figure. The fire dragon retreated to him.

When everyone thought he would calm down and return to his senses, he suddenly roared in anger.

Eight black flaming dragons now surrounded Demon Draco, who stood on one, his rage palpable.

The dragons struck, flying toward the city. Demon Draco remained atop one, consumed by fury.

Adrian, Alya, Xylara, and the spirits were stunned by the sudden escalation.

"Didn't you say this would work?" Void shouted angrily. Everyone wore confused expressions.

"It was supposed to work. It was when she was wounded that Master turned like this," Xylara said, equally baffled.

Suddenly, something struck her mind. "Thundero, you said they were lovers, right?" she asked.

"Yes, they were," Thundero replied.

"You should know the Academy believes Master to be dead, as do his friends," Xylara continued.

Thundero nodded.

"Who was the last person with him before his disappearance?" Xylara pressed.

Thundero fell into thought. "Blum mentioned that Rose was with him, and he was kidnapped by certain people," he explained.

The moment Xylara heard this, her face turned pale. "No wonder..."

Her expression confused the rest. When she said, "No wonder," it left them frustrated, feeling as though she was toying with their emotions.

Xylara now understood what caused Draco's rage, and her thoughts hit the bullseye.

When Demon Draco saw Rose standing beside Adrian, his rage began to subside slowly, realizing she was unharmed.

But...

It was as if something snapped within him. A clear memory flashed through his mind, vividly replaying how Rose had knocked him out. It felt as if he were watching a video of his own betrayal.

It was as if the missing puzzle piece had been found. He now realized the girl he had saved from the water was Rose. He could see the love he had for her.

So why? Why? Why?

He felt like asking her these questions. Why did she do it? Was all the love she showed him fake? Was she simply trying to get close to him for some other reason?

His heart felt shattered, his mind overcome with bloodlust, and his rage peaked. He wanted to destroy her—no, destroy the entire world alongside her.

The person he had trusted and loved had turned out to be his enemy, betraying him.

Life just felt unbearable!

The entire Mercenary City lit up like daylight in the dead of night. Citizens looked up to see the flaming dragons descending upon them.

Though some tried to flee, they realized it was too late to escape the impending destruction.

The citizens of Mercenary City began bidding farewell to their loved ones.

"David, if I get another chance, I'd love you again and become the mother of your children," a young woman whispered as she hugged a man her age.

One could see the love they had for each other, promising to stay together.

"Same with me, Selia," the man replied, kissing her forehead, tears streaming down his face.

Those who were powerful enough to tackle Draco during his Forced Demonic Transformation were inwardly grieving. If they had known Demon Draco would grow this powerful, they would have joined the battle earlier to suppress him.

But their fear of death and greed for rewards without effort had clouded their judgment.

They now wished they could rewind time.

Meanwhile, Xylara was frantically trying to think of a way to wake Draco up, but her mind was blank.

"Void, can you rewind time to before Master became like this?" Xylara asked, looking at Void with hope in her eyes. This surprised Void—it was the first time Xylara had looked at him this way.

"With our current strength, I can only rewind time by five seconds, which is useless," he replied, dashing her hopes.

Would she really just watch her master walk a path of regret—killing thousands of innocent people, his friends, his lover, and even his subordinates?

She could feel something influencing her master's emotions, but all she could do was watch helplessly as it toyed with him.

She felt a crushing sense of defeat. She wasn't alone in this feeling—everyone felt it.

They all resigned themselves to their impending doom.

"Papa..."

This childish voice broke the silence surrounding Demon Draco.

The fire dragons vanished. The Mercenary City erupted in joy, realizing their existence hadn't been erased.

But who had saved them? The citizens were baffled.

The onlookers, however, knew what had caused their salvation: the innocent voice of a child.

They watched Draco's floating figure descend. His horns disintegrated into fragments of energy, his hair turned silver-white, and his eyes returned to their normal red hue.

When Draco finally landed, everyone stared at him, desperate to see the hero who had saved them.

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Draco, who was falling into the abyss of slaughter and regret, heard a familiar voice calling him: "Papa."

Suddenly, he felt a light shining in the darkness. He saw Lyraea in his left arm, laughing and calling out to him.

Her laughter calmed him, washing away all thoughts of killing.

He gently touched her nose with his hand, making Lyraea giggle. A smile spread across his face, though no one could see it.

Looking around, he realized he was floating amidst deserted and broken buildings. He noticed Rose standing beside Adrian but felt nothing but disgust for her.

The memory of what happened was clear, though he wasn't fully aware of the destruction he had caused or how close he came to erasing the second-largest city in Cerulean.

Descending with Lyraea in his arms, he looked at Xylara and asked, "What happened?"

Void and the other spirits heard him, and their anger was palpable.

You almost killed us, raising our hearts with tension! If not for this child saving us, we'd be in the reincarnation cycle! they shouted in their minds.

Draco, confused by their expressions, wondered what was wrong and why they were looking at him as though they wanted to devour him.

Staggering slightly, he felt his energy drain completely, leaving him drowsy.

When he turned to head to the inn, he saw its broken remains greeting him.

"Master, you're alright!" Adrian approached, Adrianna beside him, while Alya carried Rose nearby.

"Oh, Adrian, what happened to cause such destruction?" Draco asked.

Adrian, Adrianna, and Alya were speechless at his question. Onlookers who had moved closer overheard it and felt an overwhelming urge to pummel Draco.

Blum and his friends were equally dumbfounded.

You caused all this chaos, and now you're asking who did it? You need a serious beating, they thought.

"Master, you don't remember?" Adrian asked, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Remember what?" Draco replied, confused.

"Nothing," Adrian said, deciding it was better to explain everything once Draco had rested.

Draco could tell they were hiding something from him. Searching his memories, he found only fragments, recalling that he had blacked out.

Did I do this? Draco surveyed the damage. The buildings in Cerulean, built to withstand significant attacks, were destroyed in a 20-kilometer radius around him. Some were cracked, others reduced to rubble.

"Papa, hungry..." Lyraea whimpered, climbing onto Draco and settling between his neck.

The onlookers finally saw the person who had saved them: a child. They felt a wave of shame.

"Okay, my baby Lyraea," Draco said, his eyes softening with warmth. The onlookers were shocked by the contrast between his current demeanor and the terror he had unleashed earlier.

"Draco, are you alright?" Brad joined them, checking on Draco.

This name hit Blum, Ming, and Sharon like a thunderclap.

"No, it's impossible," they murmured, shaking their heads. It couldn't be true. But when they recalled Rose's behavior during the chaos, they began observing Draco more closely.

"I'm fine," Draco assured Brad. "Can you take us to a restaurant to eat and another inn to sleep? I'm a bit hungry, and so is Lyraea. I'm also very sleepy."

Everyone was stunned by Draco's casual words. You still have the audacity to say that?

They wanted to punish him but dared not. The fear of Draco's wrath still lingered in their minds.

Brad led the way, and Draco followed, the rest trailing behind.

Before they left, Alya used her charm to erase the onlookers' memories, making them believe this was the result of a Volkoid siege.

For a god like her, even weakened, this was easy—the strength of the onlookers was far beneath her notice.

Once they reached the restaurant and began eating, Draco thought to himself: I should check my status.

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**STATUS:**

**Host Name:** Draco Xandros

**Race:** Human [25%], Dragon [25%], Phoenix [25%], Demon [25%]

**Level:** 25

**EXP:** 3,900,000 / 5,000,000

**Class:** Plunderer, Dragonborn, Demon Lord, Phoenixborn

**Talent:** Plunder, ????? Dragon Power, ????? Phoenix Power

**Skills:** Plunder, Dragon Power, Phoenix Power, Appraisal

**Physique:** None

**Affinity (Energy/Element):** Fire, Earth, Water, Wood, Wind, Sword, Archer, Spear, Lightning, Draconic, Demonic, Phoenix, Dark...

**HP:** 20,000 / 20,000

**MP:** 20,000 / 20,000

**STR:** 880

**AGI:** 860

**INT:** 820

**DEX:** 840

**STA:** 880

**DEF:** 980

**Luck:** 98

**SP:** 0

**PP:** 20 million

**Inventory:** Bronze Sword, Weapon of Plunder, Hand Gear...

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