I lost my Copy System and awakened a Plundering System-Chapter 283: Memory fragment (4)

In a large space covered with smooth walls, a young man with black-red hair was sleeping, wounds covering his entire body.

Suddenly, the young man snapped his eyes open and grunted in pain, assessing the situation he was in.

He tried to stand up but was surprised to find that his body was already too weak—even to the extent that he couldn't rise to his feet.

Xandros took a deep breath. First, he looked at his hands and saw that the bracelet hadn't dimmed at all. This made him calm down, but he was also confused as to why he was still alive.

He looked toward his surroundings and saw that the statues were back in their original positions, looking harmless like ordinary sculptures. But Xandros knew the terror hidden within these statues—their strength was on an entirely different level.

Taking another deep breath, he began absorbing Originat once he realized he could sense it again. Circulating the Supreme Demon Technique, he started healing his injuries.

Once he felt strong enough to stand, he quickly sat cross-legged and meditated, focusing on his recovery.

However, even though the blood flow had stopped, his wounds remained open—an unknown energy was blocking the Supreme Demon Technique's healing effects.

This left Xandros confused. How was he supposed to continue his journey toward the inheritance? The brief thought of abandoning it and leaving this place crossed his mind, but when he thought of Rosaria, his determination surged once more.

Xandros looked at both statues. The power they had used… He had never heard of such abilities before—the flawless replication of skills and the refinement of living beings into weapons. This was beyond anything he had imagined.

He studied the statues, trying to discern if something was left behind for challengers like him—perhaps a reward.

But as he moved closer to one of them, scrutinizing its body, he suddenly felt something gazing at him.

Confused, he glanced around, searching for whatever was watching him—but he saw nothing.

Until he remembered something.

His eyes widened, and he slowly looked up.

The statue's eyes were glowing. It was watching him.

Xandros forced a stiff smile and quickly distanced himself from the statue.

Even as he backed away, the statue's gaze remained locked on him—until the light in its eyes finally faded.

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Xandros let out a deep breath.

He had never felt such a suffocating aura before. The sheer pressure of the statue's presence was overwhelming.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the statue's eyes remained dim and it made no move to attack him.

Turning his attention to the large door just a few meters ahead, he realized he had to pass through it to continue.

Xandros tread carefully, not daring to let his guard down. His eyes remained on the statues, ready to react in case they moved.

But nothing happened as he reached the door, allowing him to let out another sigh of relief.

CREAK!

As he approached, the massive door began to open outward.

It felt as though it hadn't been opened in eons—dust and bits of earth crumbled from its frame.

Seeing this, Xandros took a step forward, entering the passage with caution.

BANG!

The moment he passed through, the door slammed shut behind him.

Darkness.

A deep, unsettling darkness that sent shivers down his spine.

Then, suddenly—

A blinding white light engulfed him.

At first, Xandros thought it was another trial. His body tensed, and he immediately circulated the Supreme Demon Technique to prepare for battle.

But instead of harm—

He felt warmth.

The light wasn't attacking him.

It was healing him.

His open wounds closed, his body regenerated, and his skin became smooth—as though he had never been injured at all.

Even his Originat had increased.

Then, he noticed something else—

His Originat felt denser, more concentrated than before.

And something had changed in his Supreme Demon Technique. Some of its flaws had been resolved, making it even easier to use.

Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped—

Light flooded the entire space.

Xandros found himself standing before a massive, seemingly endless white staircase.

It stretched so far upward that he couldn't count the number of steps.

Looking around for traps, his gaze landed on an inscription:

[Heaven's Stairs: Only those with an indomitable will and soul can pass through these stairways.]

Reading this, Xandros turned his gaze back to the white stairway.

This was different.

Unlike the passageway traps and his battle with the statues, this time, he was given clear instructions.

He hadn't been warned about the statues or the traps—one wrong move in those trials, and he would have died a meaningless death.

But here, there was no deception.

There was only one path forward.

He had to climb.

Xandros chuckled. "Well, it seems this level isn't going to be so hard."

He looked at the stairway that seemed to connect to the heavens itself.

With determination, he took a step forward, placing his foot on the first step of the staircase.

It was then that Xandros realized he had made a mistake—he had miscalculated the power of this level.

A powerful aura descended upon him, suffocating him to the point where he struggled to breathe. Even moving became a challenge, and worst of all—his Originat was sealed.

Xandros wanted to cry out. This was just the first step, yet the aura was already this intense!

He wondered who the owner of this inheritance was, to have created such hellish trials. How could anyone possibly survive this?

Xandros stood on the first step for several minutes, gradually noticing that his body was adapting to the aura.

Once his body had adjusted, he took the second step—only for another wave of overwhelming aura to crash down on him. He had to stop once again and allow his body to endure and adapt.

As he analyzed the aura, he realized something.

It wasn't that his body was naturally adapting to the pressure—it was that once his body reached its limit, the aura would begin refining him.

It only seemed like he was adapting, but in reality, the aura was forcefully strengthening his body.

Xandros continued climbing.

Now, he was on the fiftieth step, yet he still couldn't see the end of the stairway.

His physical strength was gradually being drained with each step, but the aura's intensity kept doubling every time he ascended.

Still, he pressed on, determined to keep count of each step he took.

100th Step.

Sweat covered Xandros' body.

He looked down and saw that he could still see the bottom of the stairway.

Looking up, he saw the seemingly endless staircase stretching beyond his vision.

For a moment, he thought about giving up.

But after considering how far he had come—and the fact that he wasn't in immediate danger—he decided to continue.

200th Step.

Xandros was already exhausted.

Even though the aura refined his body, standing under the pressure of the 200th step was rapidly draining his strength.

300th Step.

Xandros' eyes were wide open, his breathing heavy.

The staircase still had no visible end.

This realization gave him a headache.

If not for Rosaria, he would have given up already.

He felt as though he had no chance of surviving this.

The aura had stopped increasing twice per step—instead, it was now tripling in intensity.

At some point, Xandros lost track of how many steps he had climbed.

He had long given up on counting.

During his ascent, he had tried activating the Supreme Demon Technique to resist the aura—

But the moment he did, the pressure increased tenfold.

That experience alone ensured that he would never try using it again.

There was no way he could force his way through this with brute strength.

Xandros finally stopped at one of the steps, his body trembling violently.

He could no longer withstand the aura. His physical strength was nearly depleted.

But, thankfully, he managed to endure long enough for the aura to begin refining his body again—allowing him to take a shaky breath as he gazed at the endless staircase above.

And so, he continued.

Step after step, he pushed forward.

Whenever he felt like giving up, he looked down at the bracelet Rosaria had given him.

Each time he saw it, his confidence returned.

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