Chapter 260: Eleven Million Times
Tony riveted all the strength in his body and smashed down dozens of times in a row.
The huge reaction force was transmitted along the hammer, causing the space between his thumb and index finger to crack, and his entire arm was aching.
He looked down again, and the flames that had just ignited in his heart were instantly extinguished by more than half!
The iron bricks on the chopping block did not shrink at all, but the surface was still flat.
He only needed to make a simple estimate. If he wanted to hammer this iron brick into shape, it would take at least tens of millions of hammer strikes!
"This hardness... it can't be iron!" Tony threw down the hammer and turned to glare at the burly man.
The burly man sat on the ground and said with a smile that was not a smile, "When did I say that it was 'iron'?"
"You!"
Tony was about to retort, but the words were swallowed back down.
Indeed.
He never said that the material on the cutting platform was iron.
"Then can you at least tell me what this thing is, and what is the melting point?" Tony glared at the burly man and said, "Don't tell me that you don't know how to forge metal. You need to melt it first!"
"No need."
The burly man shook his head and said, "It doesn't need to melt, nor does it have a melting point. The method of forging it is very simple. All you need to do is to keep swinging the hammer."
Tony gritted his teeth in hatred. "... This is not in line with science!"
The burly man smiled and asked, "Then, is it in line with science for you to appear here?"
"..."
Tony was speechless.
"If you want to give up, you can at any time."
The burly man grinned as if he was trying to persuade Tony to give up.
"Sorry."
This sentence aroused Tony's resistance. He picked up the hammer that fell to the ground and said word by word, "It seems that I don't know enough. I, Tony Stark, know everything, but I won't give up!"
The burly man sneered and said, "The premise of this sentence is that... you can persevere."
"..."
Tony turned around and stopped arguing with him, because it was meaningless.
He only needed to focus on the thing in front of him and beat this iron brick into shape, then he would be able to completely block that guy's mouth!
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Sparks flew and metal clashed!
The crisp and heavy sound of metal colliding was like an impassioned melody, echoing in this world that was like a furnace.
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Raising the hammer, he smashed down.
Lifting the hammer, smashing down.
Lifting the hammer, smashing down.
This kind of meaningless action, Tony did not know how many times he had repeated it. Again and again, he swung the hammer like a machine, hitting the hard iron brick in front of him.
At the beginning.
Tony could still think of what angle to swing the hammer from, which could save more strength and speed.
But later on...
Tony had completely given up on thinking, because no matter what he thought of, he could not speed up or shorten the forging progress.
The hardness of this unknown material had completely exceeded the scope of his understanding of materials.
Even Tony suspected that the shield created by his father was not as hard as this material. At least it would not have been smashed thousands of times without a dent!
There was no shortcut.
There was no shortcut.
The only way was to persevere!
Just as the burly man had said, if one wanted to forge this iron brick into a shape, it would only require a 'persevere'.
It was a simple word, but when it was put into practice, Tony knew how difficult it was.
Ten strikes!
One hundred strikes!
One thousand strikes!
Ten thousand strikes!
One hundred thousand strikes!
In the end, he could no longer count how many strikes he had used.
Every time he raised his arm, it would affect the muscles all over his body, making him feel like he was being torn apart.
The right hand holding the hammer had long been cracked.
The overflowing blood mixed with the splashing sparks fell on this black iron brick, and was heavily smashed into it.
As for the abnormally hard iron brick, under the hammering and smashing of the hammer, the area became smaller and smaller.
Hope was right in front of his eyes!
Dang...
Dang...
Dang...
Every once in a while, the sound of a hammer hitting could be heard, just like the speed of a turtle.
At this moment.
Tony's consciousness was almost completely lost, only the instinct of his body was still persisting.
One hammer, another hammer.
The pitch-black iron billet finally began to change.
The originally irregular and ugly appearance of the iron billet gradually changed into the appearance of a long sword.
"Finally... has it appeared?"
The change of the iron billet was seen by the burly man, and his tone contained an uncontrollable excitement. "That's right... That's it. Refine your soul... into a shape, Tony Stark!"
The dark material was actually not metal.
It was the manifestation of Tony Stark's soul, and also the original appearance of zanpakuto!
Only by forging it into shape could it carry death god's power!
Now, it is about to take shape!
Clang!!!!!
As the last hammer fell, the iron blank completely faded the original darkness and burst out a dazzling golden light!
Sword... took shape!
"I... succeeded?" Tony stared blankly at sword, as if he couldn't believe that he had actually formed that iron brick!
"Congratulations, Tony Stark."
The burly man's eyes flashed. "I admit that you have conquered me, but before that, I want to ask your heart, what are you pursuing? Why did you raise this sword, and why did you become death god?"
There was a long silence.
Tony slowly raised his head, and his eyes were filled with a light that had never been seen before. "To save life, to be the protector, for... the person I love."
"Hmph... the will to protect?"
The burly man spread his arms and laughed like thunder. "I already understand your will. From now on, I will use my entire life to protect your will!"
"Tony Stark!"
"I... I'm here."
"Hold my sword blade tightly, and then... call out my name!"
He raised his hand and shook sword.
It was just a simple action, but Tony took several minutes.
But when Tony reached out his hand to hold sword, a strange feeling welled up in his heart.
Buzz - -
The terrifying Spiritual Power completely engulfed the space, setting off a huge storm visible to the naked eye!
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In the real world.
A strong hurricane suddenly swept up, blowing away the smoke and dust that filled the surroundings.
Green Goblin, who was chasing after the fleeing crowd, stopped laughing because a man in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Tony Stark? You are not dead yet?" After Green Goblin saw the man's appearance, his pupils shrank slightly and he said in horror, "This is impossible... I clearly saw you die!"
"I am dead... but I came back from hell again."
Tony's eyes were blazing like fire, and Spiritual Power gushed out from his body, creating waves of wind and waves in the air.
An invisible pressure came straight at him, and the Green Goblin couldn't help but distance himself from him.
"It's time to end it, Green Goblin."
Tony slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist and inserted it into the ground.
"Bring the world into the palm of your hand and analyze the truth of all things!"
"Shikai - Hephaestus"