I! Cleaner!

What a risk...my obsession was almost shattered.

After being turned over and bucked by the meat of the deer, and leaving more than a dozen deer hoof marks on his body, the third-generation director who almost collapsed in obsession finally recovered, and sat on his grave, gasping in shock. .

The biggest reason why I can make my will and memory transcend death and "live" until now is my obsession to become the best blacksmith in history.

And once the master-disciple relationship with that thing is exposed, his reputation will be discredited with his blasphemous blacksmithing ability. The reputation accumulated over thousands of years will be lost in one fell swoop, and he will be ashamed of blacksmithing. The identity of the master was recorded in the annals of history in the contemptuous eyes of all blacksmiths...

What the hell is the difference between this and death?

What's more terrible is that although the "Heart Thought" blacksmithing school that he founded has not become a must-learn school of Taurus secret art because there are too few people who can learn it, its effectiveness and theory are still recognized.

Even if other people cannot learn the method of influencing abnormal forging with their own thoughts because it is too difficult and too restrictive, they will not think there is a problem with the "mind school", and they will even give it a try.

However, I successfully entered the door in the first few minutes, but in the end, every one I built was ruined. After the beast that could cook a pot of garbage with even the materials of the true god level appeared, the entire Xin Nian sect was afraid that he would have to fight with me. Buried together!

I should have cleaned up my house from the beginning!

After hammering his tombstone with regret in his eyes, the third-generation old man who was almost killed by a single sentence stood up, stared at the meat-deer and gritted his teeth and said:

"Tell me! What do you want to do with that little beast!"

Um?

Seeing the third-generation director's attitude change after taking a breath, the meat deer couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then asked with surprise in his eyes:

"You agreed?"

"I...I'll listen first and then talk!"

Although he was almost killed just now, after thinking about the cheap smile of a certain red-haired girl when she brought that beast over, the third-generation old man couldn't help but reach out and scratch his sparse hair. On the back of his head, he said with a bored expression:

"Tell me how to do it first! If the plan is too stupid, I won't do it!"

"Not stupid! Definitely not stupid!"

Unexpectedly, things suddenly took a wonderful turn for the better because of his words. The overjoyed deer could not help but dig its hooves twice, and said with earnest eyes:

"The God of Cookery has recently harvested a batch of... materials, but Director Taurus has not recovered from the injuries he sustained when he came to the palace. He will definitely not be able to process so many materials. Therefore, when the Cleanup Bureau comes to negotiate in the Death World, there is a high probability that they will come to you for help. Forge together.

And I have contacted several 'friends' here. If the God of Cookery comes with him, we will work together to smash the [Sage Cemetery], drag half of it away, and push down the God of Cookery together. [Cliff of the End], let him return to the world completely! "

So to put it bluntly, it was still an ambush and a sneak attack?

After hearing the meat deer's plan, the third-generation old man couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Tsk... You guys from the Death Realm are really stupid. When I was still alive, you were always doing this kind of unattractive stuff, but after all these years, you are still like this.

"Are you sure this plan can work?"

After casting a disdainful sidelong glance at the meat-bearing doe, the square-headed old man said with suspicion on his face:

"My relationship with this generation of Taurus is not very good. Unless she encounters something she really can't handle, she will definitely not come to me. Your plan is not reliable at first sight!"

"She will definitely come, because she really can't handle those...materials in her current state."

"Haha, then I can only say that you don't understand the secret art of blacksmithing at all."

The third generation director sneered when he heard this.

"Today I will teach you a lesson. The number one among the Thirteen Secret Techniques of the Cleanup Bureau is the Aries Palace's Secret Technique of Destruction, but that's because it can destroy almost all abnormalities and even temporarily shatter the truth of the Pillar God. But when it comes to upper limit and value, the second-ranked Taurus Secret Technique is the highest.

As long as the user's belief is strong enough, even a paralyzed man with no arms or legs, holding an iron pot with a leaky bottom, can still use the same level of true gods as materials, and basically don't use it like when I took care of you. Use abnormal objects and just use you as forging materials and that's it.

Although this generation of Taurus directors are not very good at secret arts, their will to go to the Watching Palace is not bad. Faced with the True God who has no ability to resist after being caught, no matter how seriously injured she is, as long as she can still carry her If you take a quick look at it, it will definitely not be a problem to rub ten or eight true gods! "

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"Do you understand? If you understand, get out of here!"

Looking at the silent doe in front of him, the third-generation director lay back in his coffin, waved his hands in disgust and said:

"It's not that I don't want to help you this time, but your plan is too bad and there is no chance of success from the beginning, so don't bother me and give it to me quickly..."

"Forty."

"Huh? Forty what?"

"Forty true gods..."

After spitting out this number with great difficulty, in the confused expression of the third-generation old man, the meat-receiving doe paved its hooves and explained in a low voice with an expression that was partly annoyed and partly frightened:

"The God of Food... He set a trap in the Kingdom of Witches and killed forty of our members in one go. Although he released the souls of fifteen of them later, but... But he captured Lord Wuyouzhishu, so Taurus must not be able to handle it, and will definitely come to the Sage Cemetery to find you."

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"Wuyouzhishu?!?!?!"

After sitting up from the coffin, the third-generation old man turned his neck with a click, and asked with shock:

"The storyteller? You... That kid killed forty members of your King Killer Society, captured twenty-five of them with their souls and bodies, and even captured a Pillar God alive? Just him? You... Are you all so useless now?"

"..."

Damn bastard... Ambush! Ambush! We were ambushed! Are you fucking deaf and can't hear the word trap?

After being choked by the sincere evaluation of the third-generation old man, the flesh-receiving doe could not help but shout angrily after raising his hoof and crushing another piece of bluestone slab:

"Anyway, the Taurus of this generation will definitely come to you with materials, and the God of Food will also likely accompany them. At that time, as long as you help us cover and create an opportunity for us to kill the God of Food, we will send you to the throne of the God of Forging! Iron Badger! Just tell me whether you agree or not!"

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Agree or not? Do you still need to think about it?

Facing the question of the flesh-receiving doe, the third-generation old man could not help but remain silent for a moment, then took out a large iron pot with a leaking bottom, smashed it over with a bang, and then cursed on the spot with a frown!

"Get out! Get out! Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you ambush my beloved disciple?"