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I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System-Chapter 262: Battle With the Representative of Heavens (1)
CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!
Thunder and lightning roared, shaking the heavens.
The clouds gathered, forming a massive whirlpool in the sky, as if something was descending.
Mountains split apart, hailstones pounded the earth, and the sea surged beyond its limits.
They all felt it.
The wrath of Heaven was descending.
The citizens of Cerulean trembled.
Fear gripped their hearts, rendering them immobile. Even the strongest among them dared not move.
Draco, who had been about to finish off Romans, suddenly paused.
He could feel it too.
The wrath of Heaven was directed at him.
"The Heavens... they are descending," the Weapon of Plunder murmured, a sigh in her voice.
Draco frowned. "The Heavens?"
"Yes," Xylara's voice rang out. "An organization of individuals born with power bestowed by Heaven itself. Their duty is to maintain law and order—they are the enforcers of the Origin Heavenly Dao."
Draco's expression darkened. "Wait... Are you saying there are others like Lila?"
"No. Lila is their emperor, the highest among them all. I suspect they were already on their way, sensing her presence here. However, their true descent was triggered the moment you used your forbidden ability."
Xylara sighed.
Draco processed this slowly.
He didn't understand everything.
But one thing was clear—
Danger was heading his way.
Forbidden abilities are loathed by Heaven.
If a representative of Heaven was descending, and from the intensity of this reaction, it was likely a powerful one—
Then he was in serious danger.
His thoughts were interrupted as the world quivered—
As if something had shattered through reality itself.
Everyone in Cerulean turned their eyes skyward.
A massive golden sphere was descending toward the battlefield where Draco and the others had fought.
Draco watched in silence.
The golden sphere hit the ground—
BOOM!
A devastating impact shook the land.
The ground cracked, trees were uprooted, and a shockwave of wind blasted through the battlefield.
As the dust and debris settled, the crowd stared in awe and fear at the place where the golden sphere had landed.
Every powerful figure in Cerulean had gathered at this location.
Elders and warriors, old and young, all stood together, their gazes locked onto the Golden Sphere's descent.
It was then that some of them noticed the corpses—
Orion.
Deus.
Ken.
Romans was still breathing, but barely clinging to life.
"WHO DARES KILL MY SON?!"
An old man roared, appearing beside Deus' lifeless body.
A middle-aged man materialized next to Ken's corpse, his voice sharp.
"Who did this?"
The crowd turned their eyes to Draco.
And in that moment, the group of elders who had just arrived noticed him for the first time.
They were shocked.
How had they not noticed his presence until now?
They looked at him.
At his terrifying, masked visage.
At his golden-white hair, at the intimidating aura that seemed to suffocate everything around him.
The crowd was baffled.
Why hadn't they been able to sense his presence before?
Among the newcomers, a purple-haired elder and a purple-haired middle-aged man stood together.
They were members of the Starlight Clan.
And when they laid eyes on Draco, something about him felt... familiar.
But alas—
His face was hidden behind a mask, making it impossible to identify the source of that familiarity.
Draco's cold gaze swept across the old man and the middle-aged man who had locked their eyes on him.
From the old man's words, Draco quickly deduced something.
He must be Deus' father.
And judging by the middle-aged man's demeanor and aura—
He was most likely the Dean of the Royal Academy.
Both men stepped forward, their killing intent rising—
Until...
"Well, this world's Originat is still good compared to some."
A young lady's voice echoed, shocking the entire crowd as they turned toward the pit where the golden ball had fallen.
The dust settled, revealing three figures.
Two of them were young, a girl and a boy, both appearing no older than twenty.
The girl had brown-colored hair and eyes, while the boy had golden-colored hair and eyes.
Even though they were young, the devastating aura they emitted was on par with the strongest figures in Cerulean.
The crowd was shocked beyond belief.
But that wasn't all.
The most terrifying presence was the third person—the one standing at the center.
Clearly their leader, he was a young man who appeared to be in his early thirties.
His platinum-colored hair and eyes gave him a unique, almost otherworldly appearance.
And while the citizens of Cerulean felt nothing from his aura, their hearts pounded uncontrollably in his presence.
Draco watched the trio carefully.
But it was the one in the center who gave him a bad feeling.
He couldn't sense the depth of his power.
And that alone made him dangerous.
The three newcomers wore white Taoist-style robes, embroidered with golden dragons and phoenixes.
They looked sacred.
And the crowd could feel it—
The aura of the Origin Heavenly Dao radiated from them, making them even more frightening.
Suddenly—
Two figures flashed forward, appearing in front of the three newcomers.
The crowd recognized one immediately—Lila.
Standing beside her was a mature elven woman, bearing a striking resemblance to Lila.
The three newcomers turned their eyes toward Lila—
And then—
"Greetings to the Empress."
They knelt.
Devotedly.
The crowd's jaws dropped. Lila herself looked confused.
Draco, however, was not surprised. Xylara and the others had already explained it to him.
The trio slowly rose, the two younger ones still studying Lila closely.
One could see happiness and surprise on their faces.
"It seems the prophecy is true."
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The platinum-haired young man said, his gaze locked on Lila.
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