Chapter 259： 0 hammer, 0 refining

heat......

So hot......

It felt like he was about to be melted, forcing the unconscious Tony to open his eyes, jumped up from the hot ground, and looked around at a loss.

The scene greeted him was shocked to the point that his jaw was almost dislocated.

flame!

The entire sky and the earth are like a huge bronze furnace, filled with blazing flames, exuding astonishingly terrifying heat.

His skin became dry and cracked due to the high temperature, the saliva in his mouth was evaporated, and sweat constantly leaked from his pores.

Maybe it won't take a few minutes...

Even if he was not burned to death, he would die because of severe water shortage.

"Here... is it hell?" Tony widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

"Do not."

Amidst the burning flames, a burly figure walked out: "This is the scene deep in your heart."

It sounded like thunder, rumbling through the heavens and the earth, shaking Tony's head.

Tony's Adam's apple squirmed up and down, swallowed the non-existent saliva, and resisted the feeling of dryness and dehydration, and asked, "You...who are you? Why, this is the deepest part of my heart?"

"It's sad, Tony Stark."

A deep sorrow faintly flashed through the eyes of the burly man: "You have stepped into this space, but you still don't know my name?"

Tony looked blank: "What do you mean?"

"This is your inner world." Sitting on the ground, the burly man stared at Tony in front of him with his red eyes like flames, and said slowly: "And you...Tony Si Tucker is the master of this space."

"I am... the owner of this place?" Tony opened his mouth, still seeming to be unbelievable.

"Yes."

The burly man nodded slightly and said, "If you can understand it, this is equivalent to a world of'self' constructed from the depths of your subconscious."

"...I understand." A hint of enlightenment flashed through Tony's heart, but then he looked at the burly man and asked in confusion: "But... since this is my subconscious mind. , Then who are you? Why are you here?"

"Hahahaha..."

The burly man suddenly let out a loud laugh like thunder, "That's why I say it's sad, Tony Stark."

"Hey, don't think I'm afraid of you if I'm taller!" Tony twisted his eyebrows and said uncomfortably, "I've been going around since just now. Tell me exactly where I am so sad?"

The burly man propped his cheek with one hand and said faintly, "Isn't it sad that I don't even know my name?"

Tony went unnamed and sneered, "That's really sorry, I have seen too many people, not everyone is qualified for me to remember, so the big man, you either tell me who you are, or just start Get out here!"

"remarkably brave."

The burly man sneered.

Zanpai Dao is in the same heart with Death God. Each Zanpai Dao has its own thoughts, and what the Reaper has to do is to'communicate' with it, and in the process of deepening the soul connection with each other, obtain the real name of Zanpai Dao Liberation fight.

obviously...

Tony has violated the taboo of Zan Po Dao!

"Of course, the men of the Stark family have always had the courage to face it." Tony Stark has committed an old problem again and said arrogantly: "Hurry up and tell me who you are and why I am here. Here."

"Okay, let me tell you."

The burly man slowly got up and said coldly: "Don't you want to have the power of the **** of death? It's very simple, as long as you can conquer me, you can become a real **** of death."

"Wait a minute... I'm a little messy..." Tony raised his head and looked up at the brawny man who was three or four meters tall. Suddenly he felt his brain was in confusion: "I became a **** of death, and Do you...is there any necessary connection between the two?"

"Oh~ of course it matters."

The burly man has no expression on his face, and said: "Every **** of death has his own'Zanpaku Knife', which is the weapon after the manifestation of his soul, the root of all the power of the **** of death, and I am your Zanpaku. Knife, only by conquering me can you become a **** of death."

"Oh, hey, don't you say it earlier!"

Tony rolled his eyes, and put on a pleasing expression: "Since we are so close, there is no need to do it at all. Wouldn't you just give me strength?"

"I reject."

The burly man had cold eyes and said solemnly: "Tony Stark, although I belong to your strength, I also have my own dignity. If you can't conquer me, then roll back to your real world."

Tony's expression froze.

He could see that there was nothing adulterated in the burly man's words. If he could not conquer the brawny man, it would really make him roll back into the real world!

Since he can't get past the test, he can only face it. Tony said in a deep voice after puffing himself up from the bottom of his heart, "Tell me, how can I conquer you?"

"It's very simple."

The burly man leaned over his palm and patted it on the bronze ground.

Rumble! ! !

I saw the bronze ground suddenly cracked, and a pitch-black anvil slowly appeared.

The anvil is two meters long and two meters wide. The whole body is made of unknown pitch-black metal. On it is placed a one-meter-diameter pitch-black metal and a forging hammer with a short handle.

"...This is?" Tony was puzzled for a while: "Didn't he say he wants to conquer you? Show me what this is for?"

"Go to the anvil, pick up the hammer, and forge that thing into a knife." The burly man embraced his arms, as if telling a trivial thing: "If it can be done, I will admit that you conquer. It's me."

"Are you sure you didn't retaliate deliberately?" Tony opened his mouth to its widest, his eyes widened: "That piece of iron is more than a meter long and half a meter thick. You let me hold the broken hammer and hammer it into a hand. Knife?"

The burly man had no expression on his face and said unmovedly: "If you can't do it, then get out quickly. If you want to use my power, then prove yourself to me."

Tony was stunned again, and his eyes fell on the anvil with difficulty.

If this is outside, there are various high-tech equipment to help Forging a knife, this simple thing can be done in a few minutes, and he can even steal it during forging. A cup of coffee, and then leisurely wait for the end of the forging.

But here...

To forge a huge piece of pig iron with such crude and broken props, and to forge it into a knife, it is simply a fantasy!

"You can refuse."

The burly man sarcastically said: "After all, you are a great scientist, a dandy, and a billionaire. You don't have to swing a hammer here like a blacksmith."

"Why refuse?"

Tony walked towards the anvil calmly, then slowly picked up the hammer, and said faintly: "Since you are hidden in my subconscious, then you should know how the Mark 1 was born."

The burly man grinned, "I'll wait and see."

Phoo~

Tony's eyes were firm, he waved the hammer high, and then fell heavily!