I am a mindless machine.

"As expected, I wasn't wrong about you. You're very intelligent... and your way of thinking seems a bit different from that of typical machine-type beings." Godorn smiled and snapped his fingers. "This makes me even more eager to discover the essence of your soul, Miss Yunyou."

Abruptly, without warning, and without any discernible pattern—as if the process had been abruptly cut off—the entire world changed. The dark walls vanished without a trace, and the space around the three appeared as a vast field where a gentle breeze seemed to be blowing.

The environment and the location of the spirits were instantly altered, resulting in all of Yunyou's analyses being instantly overturned and rendered useless.

"........."

Despite the near-despairing situation, the girl remained unfazed, quickly resuming her analysis and exploration of her surroundings at more than double the speed. Her physical abilities were at their peak; even in such a short time, she reacted and evolved at an astonishing pace. Moreover, now facing a life-or-death crisis as determined by her brain (logic system), her overall capabilities were further enhanced.

But it didn't work.

--ocean.

—Hills.

--Sky.

—Snowy ground.

--volcano.

--battlefield.

Countless illusions appeared one after another, like pure visual fragments measured in milliseconds, appearing continuously in this world. Eventually, it became impossible to distinguish what the terrain was, day and night merged seamlessly, and one could no longer tell where one was or what time it was.

"If you think you can crack it, then go ahead and give it a try. I'm very forgiving of talented people, you know?"

Its crimson eyes gleamed with intricate patterns that would dazzle at a glance, and its jet-black wings blended seamlessly into the night. The Night King, standing atop this world, wore a playful smile. Toying with powerful opponents through illusionary attacks was an unparalleled feast for the soul for any vampire.

A faint, almost imperceptible sense of fear crept into the girl's heart, causing her eyes to widen slightly. This confirmed her initial suspicion: she could sense emotions as long as they fluctuated above a certain level.

However, the current situation did not bring her any joy.

Yun You displayed as much of her weaponry as possible, and said indifferently, "[Point out] Even if you can use scene displacement to restrict my departure, as long as you can't make me believe that I'm dead, then you still can't do anything to me." The reason she didn't launch an attack immediately, but instead kept displaying her strength (the difference in odds) was just to make the enemy despair and weaken their spirit.

"...So what if you know that? This is the core of Yelenochini. My elven resources are practically inexhaustible. Do you really think you can leave here?" Godorn paused for a moment, then smiled again, seemingly unconcerned about the girl's potential backlash. However, his expression grew even more serious. It was far too dangerous that Yun You could reveal his inner thoughts so quickly.

We need to change our previous assessment. We can no longer fight with the mindset of capturing them alive—the opponent is the enemy, the most terrifying kind of enemy!

Then, the sound of a snap of fingers rang out again, and countless monsters appeared in this space. Goblin air fleets, demon armies of millions, forest elves' tactical magic units—as if to fill the entire vast space, elites of countless races appeared densely, all aiming their weapons at the petite mecha girl suspended in mid-air.

This isn't a post-war world; there are no gentle things like alliances to protect us. Therefore, the world has tacitly allowed acts of sensory abuse.

If one dies in this illusion—without a doubt, one will truly die.

"[Narration] Sunset, I'm sorry, but I don't have the strength to guarantee your safety in the upcoming battle—if you can't handle it yourself, then you'll have no choice but to die. After all, if I die, the plan can't proceed."

Facing the endless army, Yun You spoke these words to the setting sun behind her in a calm and cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Xiyang's eyes dimmed, but she instantly used illusion magic to mask her expression—she couldn't let her selfish thoughts affect Yunyou's state. Forcing a smile, she said, "Lord Yunyou, you don't need to tell me this. Of course I know such basic things. I'm just an insignificant servant (a tool). You can focus on the battle—"

"【Continued】But I have a task for you—it's something only you can do, and it's the only way we might possibly win. So, you are not allowed to die until you accomplish it."

"Huh...?"

Sunset stared wide-eyed in astonishment. What an unreasonable request! Yun You had said she wouldn't protect Sunset's life and would leave her to fend for herself, yet she also demanded that Sunset do something now, and if she didn't complete it, she wouldn't die. But faced with this request, Sunset couldn't help but nod with fighting spirit.

However, Yunyou couldn't explain the plan in detail to her. Firstly, time didn't allow it, and secondly, she wasn't sure if Godorn had any means of eavesdropping. So she simply tossed a bag to the setting sun, planting the seed of possibility, and then charged alone towards the army—

The next instant, a deafening barrage of artillery fire erupted! It created a deafening roar that seemed to tear the entire world apart!

Chapter Thirty-Four: Trapped in a Desperate Situation

How much time has passed? — The answer is no.

Once again, she anticipated the attack and compressed the spirit, launching it with precise aim. It easily broke through the physical barrier that the orcs needed to use their lives as fuel to overcome, and the girl's body vanished from her spot in an instant. The next second, countless artillery shells and magical attacks collided at the location where she had just stood, causing a violent explosion!

"【Dian Kai】——【Pseudo Dian·Blood Break Seizure】——【Combo】."

While continuously using [Pseudo-Scripture: Dragon's Roar] could indeed clear the battlefield quickly, it would overheat the energy reactor, restricting subsequent skill usage and ultimately hastening one's death. In battles of this intensity, failing to consistently choose the correct option will inevitably lead to death.

In this world, even the machine race cannot accurately calculate time, because Gordon is also trying to directly attack her mind. Ultimately, the very existence of the concept of time in this world is questionable. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast—it's as absurd as a dream.

The girl calmly and precisely used the skills most suited to the situation. Her unwavering inner strength, typical of the Mech race, granted her a composure akin to that of a top-tier martial artist—a calmness that only deepened with extreme danger. Her slender arms glowed with an overloaded blue light, moving with speed invisible to the naked eye, like butterflies flitting among flowers, passing through a profusion of blossoms without a single petal clinging to them. Once she escaped the Forest Elf sorcerer's ranks, time seemed to finally realize its duty and began to flow again, as vivid yet tragically beautiful blossoms of blood exploded out of thin air. And all of this took less than 0.5 seconds.

—The speed at which her blood was flowing out couldn't even keep up with the speed at which she was flying!

Although she couldn't determine the passage of time, the girl was able to accurately calculate her battle results.

—To date, she has killed 4726 forest elves, 11276 demons, and 112 goblin air warships.

Indeed, because this was merely an illusion created by a single vampire, all races could only unleash their bare minimum abilities, roughly a third of their true strength. Furthermore, some races were inherently unsuited for this battlefield, rendering their manifestation useless. Therefore, only these three races with combat capabilities were manifesting. Nevertheless, the girl's achievement still greatly astonished Godorn, who was hiding in the shadows—because such a feat was almost on par with the combat strength of the Skywing race.

Moreover, the girl's strength was not static—she was growing at an astonishing speed... no, that level could no longer be called growth—her strength was leaping forward rapidly.

For a machine-type race, the girl is exceptional. Godorn is certain that this is absolutely not the average level for machine-type races; it's simply too outrageous.

But... it's no use—because this is Yelenochini. It's a city that vampires are proud of.

The girl's killing speed increased with her evolution, but for every enemy she killed, two more would appear, two would appear, and four would appear—the almost endless number made her killing seem meaningless. She was trying to fight against the entire vampire race single-handedly! Under these circumstances, it was absolutely impossible to win!

Although it was only a slight decrease, Godorn was certain that the girl's speed was indeed decreasing—which meant that her body was also working overtime.

So, it's time to give it another push.

Thinking this, Godorn's figure, already hidden in the night, faded even further...

...

...

"(Self-check: The machine's overload usage rate has reached 173% of the normal level. The weapon core is overloaded and overheating. 34% of the weapons are disabled, rendering the machine unusable for a short period of time.)"

Silently calculating the data, Yun You removed the cannon barrel from her hand, which had become so hot it was beginning to dissolve the artificial skin and was no longer usable for a while. At the same time, the [Pseudo-Scripture: Dragon Roar] contained within it instantly erupted! A mushroom-cloud-like blue sphere cleared a large area. Then, a laser sword appeared in her hand. She then used the "Isolate Passage" skill to block the fleet's artillery fire from her left rear.

How much longer could she keep going? She couldn't help but try to figure it out—but she couldn't get a result because of insufficient data.

Thinking about it this way, Hughie's situation in the original work was actually quite fortunate. The girl traveled through a goblin warship that had been hit by a forest elf's magic cannon and ripped open, causing destruction everywhere. The ship's facilities were blurry and unclear because even Godorn himself didn't know the principles behind them; he was simply reproducing the result.

At least, she died knowing everything, and it was because of her death that the whole world was reborn.

And yet, after arriving in this strange world under such circumstances, I will lose the most important thing I originally possessed, and in the end, I will die here meaninglessly... How tragic.

call out!

Suddenly, an unexpected and astonishing slash appeared. The girl could only barely manage to dodge, her delicate hair being severed and scattered in the air. A wound was also slashed on her tender face.

It was Gordon, who had completely concealed his presence and blended into the army. His claws were extended, gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sparks from the explosion—a result of drinking the blood of the orcs.

In an instant! Yun You's mind went blank! — She realized that this was an opportunity not to be missed. There is a universally applicable rule in any work: when facing an indestructible formation or summoned beast — all you need to do is defeat the spellcaster who controls those things!

She forced her body to move, the metal joints connecting her bones seeming to wail in protest of their owner's willfulness, likely suffering irreparable damage. But she didn't care, or rather, she couldn't care! She judged that with her current combat power comparable to that of a Skywing, she could kill Godorn, and if she succeeded, her current predicament would naturally fall apart.

The blade in his hand emitted a chilling aura, slicing through the air and through the body of the goblin blocking his way, as if cutting through soft water, aimed directly at Gordon, who was retreating after failing to land a blow! It was like a lone wolf opening its mouth wide, ready to tear apart its prey!

"【Memory】—【Perfect Iaido】"

She murmured so softly.

The memories of the Machina race don't contain information about Iaijutsu, but Yun You's memories do. She can extract the martial arts principles from her previous life and execute them with the formidable qualities of a Machina race—like now, although the lack of a scabbard slightly reduces the power of this move, it's still enough to deal with this moment! This move could completely slice through the orc's steel claws and cut Godorn in half!

——Boom.

However, this move was countered.

Godorn used a technique that vampires shouldn't be able to use, a skill likely exclusive to forest elves: Multi-Spell Technique. He created a deeper layer of illusion within the illusion, deceivingly strengthening the hardness of his claws. Furthermore, he possessed the immense strength of a top-tier demon race. While parrying, he forcefully swung his claws, sending the girl flying.

"You seem quite surprised?" Godorn smirked, revealing the sharp fangs that were the hallmark of vampires, as if his scheme had succeeded. He laughed heartily. "I admit I'm not as strong as you now; your monstrous rate of progress is truly terrifying—but don't forget, I am also a powerful vampire, one of the vampire nobles!"

Chapter Thirty-Five: A Turning Point

Vampire species.

They possess the ability to absorb the souls of others through the symbolic act of bloodsucking, merging them into themselves to enhance their own power and acquire the racial traits of those individuals for evolution. For example, absorbing the blood of an Orc will evolve them into a Chaser, while absorbing the blood of a Forest Elf will evolve them into an Assassin.

—In this world, apart from native humans, all races were created by gods, and each race possesses a unique soul (racial talent).

Therefore, even though vampires possess this characteristic, they can generally only fuse with the abilities of one race. This is because if the number is increased, the repeatedly mixed souls will become turbid, and there is a high probability that they will lose their sanity.

—The so-called vampire nobles are vampires who possess the ability to fuse the talents of two or more races.

"............"

Yun You barely managed to stop her unbalanced body using the reaction force of the thrusters, and at the same time released the passage control to her right to deflect the incoming artillery fire, redirecting it to the attacking troops on the other side.

The physical condition suffered multiple injuries due to the previous movements, which further reduced the already limited time remaining.

She had miscalculated, she thought calmly to herself. For a fleeting moment, she had indeed forgotten that Godorn, besides being able to use the power of the entire Yerenochini to create such an illusion, was also a vampire with top-tier strength.

This is the drawback of the mechs' single-unit combat capability—their computing power is clearly insufficient.

Without a link, her brain was unable to process the complex and chaotic information on the battlefield. That's why she momentarily overlooked Godorn's own power.

"[Calculation]...It will take a little more time to complete the analysis."

Unlike the easy wins she had experienced before, Yun You was able to clearly perceive her shortcomings in this life-or-death crisis where she had to push all her strength to the limit.

The mecha she now possesses is indeed incredibly powerful, but her own operational awareness is insufficient to unleash its full potential. After all, she was previously just a boy who had lived past eighteen; despite her talent, she couldn't have experienced anything like this. Furthermore, the mecha instincts provided by the original owner are now completely useless—from a purely logical standpoint, she should be simply waiting to die.

A faint, almost audible, metallic crackling sound emanated from the mechanical parts of her body, like a broken clock. The metal joints, acting as connectors, were scorching hot from overexertion; had her brain not been passively weakened, her senses should have been transmitting intense pain—yet the girl, expressionless, still hurled the grenade, imbued with the power of lightning, into the densest part of the crowd. Boom! —Blood and gore flew everywhere.

As if to hypnotize herself—to change her state—the girl's long, raven-feather-like eyelashes trembled for a brief moment before she lowered her eyes.

If we rely solely on the rational calculations of the Machine Race, we're already in a dead end.

However, she is not an ordinary machine; she also possesses complete memories from her human past.

So, there's one method we can try!

"[Gambling] - Next, let's incorporate elements of intuition into tactical simulations -"

The response to danger is not to use resources to deduce where the attack came from, who launched it, and for what purpose—but to avoid it without even thinking.

—Acting on instinct like a primal wild beast!

The girl reopened her eyes, and it seemed as if it were just her imagination. A hint of humanity seemed to flash in her clear, bright red glass eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Then, the course of the battle changed.

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