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Chapter 221 Hammer and Comrades

Chapter 221 Hammer and Comrades

The Blacksmith, a hammer-wielding Pokémon, is social and exclusively female. Initially, some suspected that the corresponding male Pokémon belonged to the Old Craftsmen family, but research has shown that this is not the case, and no corresponding male Pokémon has been found yet.

First discovered in Padia, they typically inhabit places filled with scrap metal or rich in metal. In order to make large and sturdy hammers, they would attack groups of cleavers and collect metal, and they would also strike each other's hammers to test their hardness.

However, the skilled blacksmith in front of Wei Xin and his companions was not quite the same as the one in the illustrated guide.

The skilled blacksmith had no hammer in his hand, only a wooden stick.

"Waaaaah!" The skilled blacksmith cried out as he swung his wooden stick, which struck the wall beside him and snapped in two. He cried even louder.

"What's going on?" The skilled blacksmith who had lost his hammer was like mathematics without f(), posing no threat whatsoever, and Piper immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"This skilled blacksmith just attacked the group of commanders, but failed and was counterattacked, resulting in him losing his hammer," Wei Xin said.

"That's exactly what they deserve," Wanlong joked.

Hearing the three discussing him, the skilled blacksmith's forehead veins bulged. "Damn it, I'm going to fight you!" he yelled, dropping the wooden stick in his hand and swinging his fist like a windmill as he charged toward Wanlong.

Wanlong chuckled. The little guy had quite a temper. He released the Death Coffin, and a black arm reached out, trying to grab the skilled blacksmith.

boom!

"Buga!!!"

The Coffin of Death was sent flying by the skilled blacksmith's punch, making a strange sound, and crashed into the wall like a kite with a broken string.

"Huh?" Wanlong blinked, then exclaimed in shock, "My Death Coffin!!! Why didn't it turn into a mummy?!"

Fortunately, it's just a Normal-type slam move, which only causes physical collisions and no physical damage to the Ghost-type Coffin.

"Because this Blacksmith's ability is Mold Breaker, it is not affected by the opponent's ability when using moves," Wei Xin explained. But even so, given Blacksmith's level, it should not have been able to knock Wanlong's Death Coffin away with a single punch.

After knocking away the Coffin of Death, the Master Blacksmith snorted, rubbed his arm, revealing solid, angular muscles—perhaps he also possessed a hidden Hercules trait.

Seeing that the skilled blacksmith was still angry, Wei Xin walked towards him. The skilled blacksmith stood still, his steps light and quick, leaping left and right, his fists making a whooshing sound as they punched.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Coupled with the sounds coming from his mouth, it had a distinctly American boxing style.

Come on, I'm not afraid of you.

Dare to touch it!

"Alright, I didn't come here to cause you trouble. I apologize on behalf of my friend," Wei Xin smiled gently, took out an energy block, and said, "You've been crying for so long, you must be tired. Eat something to replenish your energy."

"Meow?" The blacksmith looked at the energy cube in Wei Xin's hand. Although it had undergone some industrial processing to extend its shelf life, it was still a huge and irresistible temptation for wild Pokémon.

In fact, the main reason why some Pokémon attack humans is because they are greedy for food.

The skilled blacksmith's gaze darted between Wei Xin's face and the cube in his hand, wary. After a moment's hesitation, his stomach rumbled loudly.

"Mmm~" The skilled blacksmith puffed out his cheeks, finally unable to resist the hunger, took the cube, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Mmm!" The skilled blacksmith jumped up and down excitedly.

"Is this enough? We can have more if you need more! Would you like some juice?"

"Meow!"

The skilled blacksmith, having eaten and drunk his fill, patted his belly, let out a burp, poked his lips, and looked at Wei Xin, who was organizing his equipment and preparing to continue deeper into the mine. He seemed to be—a good guy.

So he quickly grabbed Wei Xin's trouser leg to prevent him from leaving.

"What's wrong?" Wei Xin asked, puzzled. "Are you planning to ask us to help you get the hammer back?"

"This—" Pipa questioned. Although they appear pink and harmless, the Blacksmith Clan has a history of attacking other Steel-type Pokémon in order to collect metal.

Although some speculate that this habit is related to the fact that when they were young blacksmiths, they were bullied by other Pokémon who would steal their hammers, it can be said that the dragon slayer eventually became the dragon.

But Padiya's reputation as a bully is well-established; once a bully, always a bully.

"Helping her bully other Pokémon, in the Eastern language, wouldn't that be called aiding and abetting evil?"

"That's aiding and abetting evil," Wei Xin corrected, turning to look at the skilled blacksmith. The commander was also a life, and he couldn't let his personal preferences become his guiding principle. "So, I'm sorry, we can't help you with this. If it really doesn't work, you can leave the mine with me later, and I'll forge a new hammer for you."

"Meow!" Seeing the human in front of him determined to move deeper into the mine, the skilled blacksmith stamped his feet in frustration. After looking around, he picked up the broken stick and started scribbling on the ground.

The three of them curiously went over and saw a simple stick figure comic strip on the ground, telling the story of a skilled blacksmith.

In short, Bisharp's colony originally lived deep in the mines, but not long ago, for some unknown reason, it suddenly appeared in the middle layer and took over the ecological position of the middle layer Pokémon, and even stole the food of other middle layer Pokémon.

In order to make a living, all the Pokémon in the middle layer united, led by the blacksmith, and raised their hammers to form another force.

Although the number of Commanders of the Cleave was large, they were not weak either. The two were originally evenly matched, until not long ago, when Super Tyranitar broke out from the lower levels and wreaked havoc in their camp, causing serious damage. Commanders of the Cleave seized this opportunity to launch an attack and suppress them. The Blacksmith's companions were all captured by Commanders of the Cleave, and only she escaped.

Because the hammer was stolen by the Commander of the Cleaver, the skilled blacksmith had to collect materials to reforge the weapon while looking for an opportunity to save his companions, which led to the previous conflict with the Commander of the Cleaver.

"You mean the underground is too dangerous now, and you want us to return to the surface?" Wei Xin asked, looking at the blacksmith pointing in the direction they had come from.

"Meow!" The skilled blacksmith nodded and told everyone that a human had heard the news and rushed underground with her and her companions, but the number of the Commander's group was too large, and they were now trapped underground, their fate unknown. Therefore, no one else could be sacrificed.

"Actually, our companions are also trapped," Wei Xin bent down, his eyes firm, and held out his fist to the blacksmith. "Do you want to come with me? Let's work together to rescue your companions."

"Click!" Tanjiro jumped out of the Poké Ball, raising his fist. He had also lost a companion, and he understood the regret and resentment all too well.

Upon hearing this, the skilled blacksmith stared blankly at Wei Xin, mouth agape, and seemed to see hope once again in the blurry figures illuminated by the light.

It was as if someone was whispering in her ear: "Comrade, let us unite and destroy all oppression and injustice."

Therefore, there is only one answer!

Let's unite!

"Meow!"

Their fists collided lightly, and Pipa and Wanlong exchanged a smile. The skilled blacksmith had joined the group.

The light from the ground couldn't penetrate the dim cave; only the sound of firm footsteps propelled them into the darkness.

"Speaking of which, are all your companions skilled blacksmiths or novice blacksmiths?" Wei Xin suddenly asked as they approached their target.

"Meow!" The skilled blacksmith shook her head and pointed to the yellowish-brown metal plate hanging on her body. When she was still a young blacksmith, she was driven out of her habitat by her companions because of her appearance and unsociable personality. She wandered all the way to the mine and was taken in by other companions in the mine when she was hungry.

She was able to evolve because her companions collected materials and created a hammer that was unique in the world.

That's why she values ​​her companions who have come all this way. The reason she cries is not because she lost the hammer, which can be made again, but because her companions are still suffering and she is powerless to help them.

"Don't worry, we'll rescue your companions," Wei Xin said, embedding a fire-attribute Z-crystal into his bracelet. "But we need to hurry, Commander Splitter seems to have discovered them—this number—have we raided Commander Splitter's lair?"

Before long, many waveguides appeared in Wei Xin's field of vision. The noise and fighting gradually approached, metal clashed, and sparks of struggle flickered in the dark cave, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

"Everyone stand behind me and seize the opportunity." Wei Xin stopped, and the skilled blacksmith, leaning on Wei Xin's lap, turned his head to look at the charcoal servant standing at the front, raising his hands.

"Super-powerful extreme flare round!"

A surge of intense energy erupted, and in an instant, a dazzling sun rose in the pitch-black mine.

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