Only My Weapons Level UP

Moving downward, the armor’s torso section is seamlessly connected to a thick waist belt, reinforcing the core and offering added stability. The leg plates, though incomplete, safeguarded the upper legs and knees, ensuring Terry’s mobility was not compromised. Actually, they improved it.

Despite its unfinished state, the power armor radiated a sense of raw potential. It stood as a testament to Terry’s ambition and determination to create a formidable suit of protection and empowerment. As he donned the armor, he could envision the day when it would be complete, bolstering his strength and resilience in the face of formidable adversaries.

Incomplete Greysteel Power Armor - Lv 01 (00/10 EXP) (Uncommon)

Attack Power: 10

Defense: 10

Magic Defense: 10

Attack Speed: 10%

Movement Speed: 10%

Mana: 50/50

Durability: 10/10

"I am impressed, truly impressed," Terry said while nodding in satisfaction. "Good work, everyone."

"Guild master, please save our lands while using the armor that we created for you," Clark said while showing an exhausted expression on his face.

"Right, I will do that," Terry said while nodding. "You guys can work on making copies of this once you get a good rest. Go home knowing that you did an excellent job."

Everyone smiled in satisfaction, and then they began to move. Terry made his way through the bustling streets, his gaze focused on the path ahead. As he approached the airport, he couldn’t help but notice a familiar gathering of faces. His guild members had come to see him off, their presence filling him with a mix of gratitude and determination.

Rebecca, with her vibrant energy, stood at the forefront of the group. She waved her hands enthusiastically, a wide grin adorning her face. There was a sparkle in her eyes that hinted at a unique excitement as if she knew something that Terry had yet to discover.

One by one, the guild members stepped forward, expressing their well-wishes and offering words of encouragement. Their voices blended into a chorus of support, creating an uplifting atmosphere that enveloped Terry. It was a testament to the camaraderie and bonds they had forged over countless battles.

Terry didn’t dislike that, but he couldn’t say that he liked it either... it was a weird feeling that was a mix of responsibility and understanding that his actions and accomplishments reflected on others as well and that he had to be more mindful of that.

In the end, he reached the airport and then saw a military airplane. It’s sheer size and rugged exterior commanding attention. Its fuselage, constructed with robust metal, boasted a matte olive-green color, blending seamlessly with its military surroundings.

The aircraft’s wings stretched out on either side, displaying a striking span that hinted at its capability to carry substantial loads. The wings, reinforced with sturdy support struts and intricate mechanisms, bore the marks of countless missions and deployments.

"I want to buy one of these," Terry said when he entered the vehicle and then saw Louis Vanessa and the other guild master of New York.

"Producing these is hard nowadays; it is very unlikely that you will be able to get one," Louis said.

"The dungeon must be making you reach if you want one of these... I don’t think that we can afford one of those," Vanessa said while looking at Terry’s new toy. "That is a nice piece of armor... It seems that we failed to find some skilled blacksmiths, huh."

"Yep, sucks to be you," Terry shrugged. "I can sell one of these per fifty million each."

Terry’s words hung in the air, causing a momentary silence that enveloped the room. As the realization of what he had just said sank in, everyone stared at him with wide-eyed astonishment. They couldn’t believe their ears. It seemed as though Terry had uttered something that was beyond their comprehension.

Their expressions ranged from disbelief to incredulity, their mouths slightly agape, unable to form words. The notion that the armor could fetch such an astronomical sum seemed unfathomable to them. Fifty million, a staggering figure that surpassed their wildest imaginations. It was a fortune that could change lives, reshape destinies, and offer boundless opportunities.

No one would dare sell an item that would actually cost that much because it could save their lives many times over, after all.

"Well, you will change your mind once I equip my guild with and then you see this bad boy in action," Terry said.

The engines of the aircraft were turned on, and twenty minutes later, they were in the air and crossing the country. Once the vehicle was stable enough, Terry began to use the power armor in order to get some levels. Even a single one would make a difference when the time comes. Fortunately, while it was tiring to move the power armor, it only took two hours to make it level up.

At first, Vanessa thought that it was Terry’s way to deal with the tension, but once the armor leveled up, she noticed that his movements got better and sharper.

Vanessa’s eyes widened as she examined the armor. She had been observing it for some time, and her keen perception picked up on subtle changes that had taken place. The armor seemed to have undergone a transformation, becoming more intricate and powerful than before. It radiated an aura of heightened strength and resilience.

Her curiosity piqued, Vanessa carefully studied the armor’s details from a distance, searching for clues to the process that had led to its leveling up. However, despite her expertise and knowledge, and senses, she couldn’t comprehend the exact nature of the transformation. It seemed to defy conventional understanding as if a mysterious force had imbued the armor with newfound capabilities.

She wanted to run her fingers along the surface, tracing the intricate patterns and etchings that adorned the armor. Every line and curve seemed to have a purpose, a significance that eluded her grasp. The materials used in its construction appeared to have been enhanced, exhibiting properties she had never encountered before. It was a perplexing puzzle that she was determined to solve.