Douluo's gold glitter

Following Namo Gatling Bodhisattva's round of fire, the armors that Silong took out were all turned into dregs.

Su Yuntian stopped shooting, threw the Bodhisattva that was still emitting white smoke to the side, and shook his arm: "Oh, this Gatling only makes his arms numb from the shock, so the power is only about that, it's just okay."

Grandmaster Silong's face already had a look of sorrow and anger. He pointed with trembling fingers at the armor that had long since become fragments. His lips were pursed and he did not say any foul words.

...Now that it's like this, the power is "just like that"?

On the contrary, Lou Gao was in a good mood. He stretched out his hand and patted his eldest apprentice's waist, laughing and saying: "Brother Gill, your eldest baby is really great!"

Although he was very sad that the pineapple-like gadget was used, Lou Gao felt that the other two firearms had higher technical content. When he successfully copied them...

The bad old man fell into a beautiful fantasy for a while, until his eldest disciple Silong pushed him from behind. Only then did he see that Gilgamesh had returned to the seat under the shed.

"Yes, yes, it's important to talk about business."

Lou Gao patted his bulging belly, tightened his belt, sat down again with his clothes in hand, and began to think about his words.

His small mung bean-like eyes rolled, his eyebrows and beard piled up in laughter, full of flattery: "Little brother Gill, do you still have these three treasures here? Can you give me a few more? I’m afraid it will be broken.”

Lou Gao felt that this young man didn't seem to value these things very much and gave them to him casually. Could it be that he had a more powerful treasure in his hands?

He is not afraid of being called shameless, because in front of these ingenious creations, what's the use of a little face?It’s better not to!

Lou Gao was already mentally prepared to be rejected by Gilgamesh, but the other party just responded lightly: "Okay."

Lou Gao was stunned: "Huh?"

"I still have a lot of these things here, including more advanced ones." A sunny smile appeared on Su Yuntian's face, "If Senior Lou Gao is interested, we can consider long-term cooperation."

Long-term cooperation?

Lou Gao's expression changed, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

Silong behind him was also winking at him, meaning to calm him down.

Lou Gao often interacted with people from Wuhun Palace in his early years. At this time, he quickly took two deep breaths and began to make calculations in his mind.

... This young bishop who came from Wuhun City? I heard that he killed the former bishop Miles as soon as he took office? He also announced the seven deadly sins Miles had committed, and on behalf of the Gengxin City Wuhun Main Temple, he told everyone People who suffered Myers’ persecution apologized.

These things were told by Silong to Lou Gao on the way here.

From the change of bishop position and the death of Miles, Lou Gao can easily infer that this "Gilgamesh" may be a man with great ambitions.

He came to the Blacksmiths Association in person to deliver these three gifts. He must have calculated his character correctly and wanted to take this opportunity to reach some kind of PY deal with the Blacksmiths Association.

But the problem is... most of the battles of soul masters are not fake.

This young man has such a good talent for cultivation? Wouldn't it be better to practice step by step in Wuhun Palace? Why should he seek cooperation from the Blacksmiths Association?

What exactly does he want?

If Lou Gao was a cautious person, he would definitely refuse and never have any contact with Gilgamesh again.

But...he is no longer calm.

Especially after seeing the power of Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, Lou Gao's mind was filled with clicks, clicks, clicks, and he was now eager to take this thing apart and study it.

So Lou Gao, who was anxious in his heart, nodded and responded: "I promise to cooperate with you for a long time, but the premise of cooperation is that the interests of the Blacksmiths Association cannot be harmed. How about this?"

Su Yuntian didn't expect this bad old man to be so anxious. But it was within his expectations. Was it a little faster? But there was no problem at all.

In the eyes of Lou Gao and Silong, the two helmsmen of the Blacksmith Association, this young man with blond hair and red eyes slowly made a request that shocked them but left them speechless.

——"I want you to surrender to me."

Su Yuntian's speech was not fast, so it was even more oppressive.

There was a look of dissatisfaction on Silong's face, but Lou Gao couldn't help laughing: "No, no, no, what age are we in, and do you still need the loyalty of our Blacksmiths Association?"

"Don't Wuhun Palace always look down on us blacksmiths? Why did you suddenly mention this matter today?"

Su Yuntian turned around and glared at Lou Gao with cold eyes: "Once again, I am not asking you to be loyal to Wuhun Palace, but..."

"Submit to me!"

Surrender to him?

Instead of surrendering to Wuhun Palace?

This……

Silong was silent.

Lou Gao also fell silent.

At this time, there were only four people on this hillside.

In addition to Su Yuntian, Lou Gao, and Silong masters and apprentices who were negotiating terms, there was also Lin Mengzhui who was on guard in the distance.

Lou Gao reluctantly looked at Gatlin's dark, thick and long barrel, and repeatedly rubbed the body of the AK47. His brain began to spin rapidly, thinking about the intentions of this young Bishop of Wuhun Temple. .

...These three things are very powerful, but they are extremely simple to use. Even ordinary people can use them freely after a little training.

Therefore, once the secrets of these things are cracked by the Blacksmith Association and successfully mass-produced, it will have a huge impact on both the two empires and the soul master world.

Thinking of this, Lou Gao's heart began to beat fast, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

An extremely terrifying possibility suddenly occurred to him.

This young man asked the Blacksmith Association to be loyal to him rather than to the Wuhun Palace. In other words, although he was in the Wuhun Palace, he had high aspirations and would be independent from the Wuhun Palace sooner or later.

Could it be that this young man’s ultimate goal is to overturn the world?

Lou Gao wiped his sweat and looked back at his eldest disciple Silong. He found that Silong had a blank look on his face, obviously he hadn't thought about this level yet.

"Silong, please step back first and stay away."

Lou Gao waved his hand, signaling the chief disciple to leave.

When Silong was 30 steps away, Lou Gao stared at Su Yuntian and said: "Although the Blacksmith Association has some strength, our specialty is not fighting. Please remember this, Sir Gilgamesh."

Su Yuntian did not deny it, nodded and said: "Of course I know."

Lou Gao added: "If you are strong enough, this matter cannot be considered, but I want to know that you are a direct disciple of Pope Bibi Dong. With such a high status, it is very possible for you to be in charge of Wuhun Palace one day."

"But you want to conquer the Blacksmiths Association, which has nothing to do with the soul master world. It shows that your ambition is not small, and you may even be above the position of the Pope of Wuhun Palace."

"I would like to ask, what do you want?"

Facing Lou Gao's sincere question, Su Yuntian didn't hesitate too much and quickly answered:

"I want a world without gods, a world where humans rely on their own hands to forge ahead, rather than relying on the protection of gods to survive."

"In that world, everyone can have enough food and clothing, and people will no longer be homeless."

"There has never been any savior, nor does it depend on a fairy emperor."

“To create human happiness, we all have to rely on ourselves.”

"This...is my ambition!"