hot......
So hot......
It felt like he was about to melt, forcing the comatose Tony to open his eyes, jump up from the hot ground, and look around in confusion.
The scene that caught his eye shocked him so much that his jaw nearly dislocated.
flame!
The entire sky and earth were like a huge bronze furnace, filled with blazing flames and exuding astonishingly terrifying high temperatures.
His skin became dry and cracked due to the high temperature, the saliva in his mouth evaporated, and sweat continued to seep from his pores.
Maybe it won't take a few minutes...
Even if they are not burned to death, they will die due to severe lack of water in their bodies.
"Is this... hell?" Tony opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief.
"No."
Amidst the burning flames, a tall man walked out: "This is the scene deep in your heart."
Its sound was like thunder, rumbling throughout the heaven and earth, making Tony's head buzz.
Tony's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he swallowed the non-existent saliva, resisting the feeling of dryness and dehydration, and asked: "You...who are you? Why do you say this is the depth of my heart?"
"How pathetic, Tony Stark."
A hint of deep sadness flashed through the eyes of the burly man: "You have already stepped into this space, but you still don't know my name?"
Tony looked confused: "What do you mean?"
"This is your inner world." The burly man sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at Tony in front of him with his eyes as red as flames, and said slowly: "And you...Tony... Tucker is the master of this space."
"I'm...the master here?" Tony opened his mouth, still looking a little unbelievable.
"yes."
The burly man nodded slightly and said: "If you can use words that you can understand, this is equivalent to a 'self' world built deep in your subconscious."
"...I understand." A flash of understanding flashed in Tony's heart, but then he looked at the burly man and asked doubtfully: "But...since this is my subconscious , then who are you? Why do you appear here? "
"Ha ha ha ha......"
The burly man suddenly let out a thunderous, rumbling laugh: "That's why I say pathetic, Tony Stark."
"Hey, don't think that because you're tall, I'm afraid of you!" Tony frowned and said unhappily: "I've been going around here and there since just now. Tell me exactly where I'm pathetic?"
The burly man held his cheek with one hand and said calmly: "Isn't it sad that you don't even know my name?"
Tony got angry and said sarcastically: "I'm really sorry. I've met too many people, and not everyone is qualified for me to remember them. So, big man, you can either tell me who you are, or just tell me who you are." Get out of here!".九九^九)xs(.
"remarkably brave."
The burly man sneered.
The Zanpakutō and the Shinigami are one and the same. Each Zanpakutō has its own thoughts, and all the Shinigami has to do is to 'communicate' with them, and in the process of deepening the connection between each other's souls, they can obtain the Zanpakutō's true name and Liberation fight.
obviously...
Tony violated the taboo of Zanpakutō!
"Of course, men of the Stark family have never lacked the courage to face things head-on." Tony Stark committed his old habit again and said arrogantly: "Hurry up and tell me who you are and why I am here. here."
"Okay, I'll tell you."
The burly man stood up slowly and said coldly: "Don't you want to have the power of the God of Death? It's very simple. As long as you can conquer me, you can become a real God of Death."
"Wait a minute...I'm a little confused..." Tony raised his head and looked up at the strong man who was three or four meters tall, and suddenly felt that his brain was in chaos: "I became the god of death, and conquered Do you...is there any necessary connection between the two?"
"Ha~ Of course it does matter."
The burly man had no expression on his face and said: "Every Shinigami has his own 'Zanpakuto', which is the weapon that manifests his soul. It is the root of all Shinigami's power, and I am your Zanpakutō." Dao, only by conquering me can you become the God of Death."
"Ouch~ Then you didn't tell me earlier!"
Tony rolled his eyes and put on a flattering expression: "Since we are so close, there is no need to do anything. Why don't you just give me your strength?"
"I reject."
The burly man's eyes were cold and he said seriously: "Tony Stark, although I belong to your power, I also have my own dignity. If you can't conquer me, then go back to your real world."
Tony's face stiffened.
He could see that there was no adulteration in the words of the burly man. If he could not conquer this strong man, he would really let himself roll back to the real world!
Since there is no way to bypass the test, he can only face it head-on. After Tony encouraged himself in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, how can I conquer you?"
"It's very simple."
The burly man leaned over and slapped his palm on the bronze ground.
Boom! ! !
The bronze earth suddenly cracked, and a dark anvil slowly appeared.
The anvil is two meters long and two meters wide. It is made of unknown jet black metal. On it is a piece of jet black metal with a diameter of one meter and a short-handled forging hammer.
"...Is this?" Tony was confused for a moment: "Didn't I say that I want to conquer you? Why are you showing me this?"
"Go to that anvil, pick up that hammer, and then forge that thing into a knife." The burly man crossed his arms, as if telling a trivial matter: "If you can do it, I will admit that you have conquered Got me."
"Are you sure you didn't mean to retaliate?" Tony opened his mouth as wide as possible and widened his eyes: "That piece of iron is more than a meter long and half a meter thick. You asked me to take a broken hammer and hammer it into a piece. knife?"
The burly man had no expression on his face and said unmoved: "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, his eyes falling hard on the anvil.
If this was outside, with the help of various high-tech equipment, a simple matter like forging a knife would only take a few minutes to complete. During the forging, he could even take time to make a cup of coffee and relax. Just wait for the forging to end.
But here...
It is simply a fantasy to use such crude and shabby tools to forge a huge piece of pig iron and then forge it into a knife!
"You can say no."
The burly man sarcastically said: "After all, you are a great scientist, a playboy, and a billionaire. You don't have to swing a hammer like a blacksmith here."
"Why refuse?"
Tony walked towards the anvil calmly, then slowly picked up the hammer and said calmly: "Since you are hiding in my subconscious, you should know how the Mark 1 was born."
The burly man grinned: "I'll wait and see."
Phew~
Tony's eyes were firm, he swung the hammer high, and then dropped it hard!
