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It was as if they were toying with his life and the lives of those around him for their own sinister purposes. Terry’s determination to confront this enemy grew even stronger, fueled by his indignation and a burning desire to put an end to their manipulative schemes.

Still, Terry couldn’t let the blood rush to his head. As Terry processed the events and information he had gathered, it became evident that their enemy was not a living being or a conventional monster. Instead, it seemed to be a machine, an advanced artificial intelligence driven by its own objectives. The calculated precision of its actions and the way it manipulated events pointed towards an intelligent, programmed entity rather than a creature with desires or emotions.

Terry’s thoughts also led him to consider the possibility that someone might have pursued a form of immortality by transferring their consciousness into a machine or similar technology. This notion explained the lack of physical presence and the calculated nature of their enemy’s actions.

Furthermore, the puzzle pieces began to fit together as Terry realized that the captured humans were likely being used as a fuel source for this machine intelligence. The absence of living beings in that world and the systematic capture of humans indicated a grim truth – the machine was exploiting the very essence of life to sustain itself and carry out its objectives.

"You guys have experience dealing with overlords, are they always like this?" Gustavo asked.

Amidst the chaos and revelations, a sense of hopelessness settled over the group. The battles they were facing felt like an unending, unwinnable struggle against overwhelming odds. The scale of the threat they were up against seemed insurmountable, and the realization that their efforts might be futile crept into their thoughts.

The scope of the conflict had escalated to such a degree that it transcended the capabilities of mere mortals. With lifespans limited to a mere fraction of the time required to comprehend and address the magnitude of the situation, the prospect of bringing true peace to their world seemed distant and unattainable.

But in the midst of this despair, Terry’s resolve remained unshaken. He understood the grim realities they faced, and yet he was willing to step forward and confront the enemy head-on. Even though the odds were stacked against them and the path ahead was uncertain, his determination to fight for the safety and well-being of his world was unwavering.

"Now is the time that you offer me the opportunity to work with you, right?" Terry asked. "You shitheads are all the same."

"No, cooperation is impossible between me and your species. The difference in intellect Is just too big. It is more efficient to just put my puppet in your heads and be done with it."

"Come and try then," Terry said. "No, even better. I will come to you."

With a burst of incredible strength, Terry leapt into the air, effortlessly soaring to a height of two hundred meters. His actions left the others around him astonished and bewildered by the sheer display of power. As he descended from the skies, Terry’s determination was palpable, evident in every kick he delivered to the air around him, propelling himself downward with accelerating force.

Spectators could only watch in awe and trepidation as Terry’s actions intensified. The realization that he was planning something of monumental magnitude spread through the group, prompting them to scramble away from his immediate vicinity. It was clear that Terry was ready to unleash an attack that defied reason and logic.

Terry’s strike hit the structure with unprecedented force, and his actions sent shockwaves rippling through the flying fortress. As his attack passed through the fortress, it disrupted the flow of mana that powered it, causing visible cracks to snake across its surface. The structure, once imposing and invulnerable, began to splinter and fracture into countless pieces.

The spectacle was both awe-inspiring and terrifying, as the flying fortress succumbed to Terry’s relentless assault. The sheer power of his attack had shattered the enemy’s stronghold, causing chaos and destruction as the once-mighty fortress crumbled into ruins in the sky.

"Well then, I will be waiting for you with more data on your trait."

Blacksteel Sword of the Fire Swordsman - Lv 70 (40/700 EXP) (Heroic)

Attack Power: 1400

Defense: 1400

Magic Power: 1400

Health Charge: 4000/7000

Durability: 5550/7000

Horizontal Spin: a skill that lets you spin insanely fast and cut several enemies around you in a single moment. Cool down time: 20 seconds.

Heatwave: attacks the ground with a powerful strike and then burns all the enemies in a twenty meters radius causing fire damage for twenty seconds. Cool down time: 20 seconds.

Giant Hunter: it increases your damage by ten percent when fighting enemies bigger than you.

Soul of Fire: when dealing critical damage with fire attacks, you can recover ten points of mana.

Terry almost made the sword reach the max level by killing the guild masters, but he didn’t feel happy about that. He felt pissed like never before.

As Terry descended amidst the debris of the crumbling flying fortress, chaos erupted around him. The remnants of the once-imposing structure were now hurtling toward the ground, wreaking havoc on the ruins below. The cacophony of destruction surrounded him as he fell, a maelstrom of wreckage and ruin.

During his descent, Terry’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and ideas. He contemplated the best way to confront and neutralize the artificial intelligence that was orchestrating this chaos. His mind raced through strategies and possibilities, each moment of the fall offering a brief respite to consider his next move.

His goal was clear: to eliminate the machine that had orchestrated this grand-scale devastation. But the word "kill" felt inadequate; this was beyond killing a living being. It was about deleting a force that defied the laws of life and death.

Eventually, the debris began to slow its descent, and the massive cloud of dust that had been kicked up by the impact began to settle.