Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Chapter 396 Sherlock's Gift

The moment the two made contact, Sister Hua seemed to transform into a sophisticated killing machine, her short sword constantly flashing around her, each gliding motion of the sword leaving trails of blood.

Sister Hua's moves are completely devoid of any fancy movements; they target only the most basic weaknesses of life. In Sister Hua's hands, the short sword is like a venomous snake, taking a life almost every time it appears.

What's amazing is that despite such a dense crowd and such a concentrated attack, Sister Hua was able to ignore the opponent's attacks and even turn them into an advantage without needing to block them.

Blood of various colors flew through the air as Sister Hua slaughtered, but Sister Hua seemed to be a dancer immersed in this blood rain, her face full of excitement and enjoyment, without the slightest disgust.

The fact that the usually gentle and refined Sister Hua revealed such a contrasting personality, like two sides of a coin, truly left the three seafood generals who were by Sherlock's side dumbfounded.

Although Hana would occasionally reveal a little about the story of the so-called Gotei 13 in her world, the three Seafood Admirals never imagined that Hana would have such a terrifying face.

Especially Chixing and Huangmian, who had some experience with swordsmanship, were utterly dumbfounded by Hua Jie's extremely concise swordsmanship.

They simply couldn't imagine what kind of environment could forge a swordsmanship like Sister Hua's, a skill solely for killing.

On the contrary, Gandalf was not at all surprised by the artful killing of the Flower Girl. Instead, he stroked his beard and watched the Flower Girl's battle with an appreciative expression.

After all, Gandalf was someone who had fought his way up from the battlefield. Although his fighting style was different from that of Cleopatra, their long-term neighborly relationship and recent contact had given Gandalf some idea about Cleopatra.

Sherlock was not surprised at all by the dumbfounded looks on the three seafood generals' faces.

After all, before he traveled through time, Sherlock was completely dumbfounded when he saw the final battle between Hana and Kenpachi in the manga. Although he probably knew that Hana was definitely very strong, he would never have imagined that Hana was actually the first Kenpachi of the Gotei 13.

“I’m telling you three, pick your jaws up and don’t be so surprised.”

While enjoying Sister Hua's artistic killings, Sherlock chuckled and teased the dumbfounded Seafood Trio.

Hearing Sherlock's teasing, Akahoshi somewhat realized what was happening. Although his expression softened a bit, the shock in his eyes remained undiminished. Even Huang Mian lost his lazy and lewd demeanor, staring intently at Sister Hua's battle on the battlefield.

"I always thought that you were just someone who had mastered some specific spells, and that killing intent was something you had honed through countless battles over the years. I never imagined that your swordsmanship was so superb!"

Huang Mian looked at Sister Hua, who was carrying out an indiscriminate massacre on the battlefield, and couldn't help but say with some emotion.

Upon hearing Huang Mian's words, Sherlock simply smiled, patted Huang Mian on the shoulder, and then revealed a little bit about Sister Hua's background.

"You still need to practice Cloud Sword the other day. Sister Hua's original name is Unohana Yachiru, and she is known as an absolute powerhouse who has mastered eight thousand sword styles."

Although the "Gotei 13" she mentioned sounds like a bodyguard organization, it was actually a legitimate assassin organization in its early days.

Let me tell you a secret: Sister Hua isn't the strongest in that team. As far as I know, in Sister Hua's long life, there have been at least two people whose swordsmanship surpassed hers.

Sherlock's words caused the three Seafood Generals to turn their heads in disbelief and look in Sherlock's direction.

You should know that in their world, the only person who could barely match Sister Hua's swordsmanship, which is solely for killing, is the man who holds the title of the world's greatest swordsman.

Now Sherlock is saying that there are at least two people who can defeat Sister Flower?

Just how powerful can Sister Hua's world be?

At least in the realm of swordsmanship, they felt that Sister Hua's world was one of the best in the entire universe.

In fact, the three seafood generals were right, but Sherlock didn't care about that. Instead, he shrugged and comforted the three seafood generals.

"Don't be so surprised. Immortals have plenty of time to hone their skills. There are no weak immortals in the universe. Don't compare your individual abilities with those freaks."

Moreover, real combat is multifaceted; the technological limits of a single area do not determine the outcome of a battle, do they?

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, the three Seafood Admirals finally came to their senses. Indeed, as Sherlock had said, although Hana was unmatched in swordsmanship, their Devil Fruits were not to be underestimated in a real fight.

While the group was talking, Sister Hua had already dealt with the burly men, who numbered at least a hundred, with ease and pleasure.

Covered in blood, Sister Hana stood before the muscular version of Akaza with a sickly smile on her face, looking like a demon crawling out of hell. She showed no fear of the impending battle, only excitement.

"I've finished my appetizer. I hope you won't disappoint me. I'm really looking forward to you killing me!"

Faced with Hana's words, which sounded like a provocation but were actually incredibly sincere, Akaza, the muscular version of himself, showed an expression as if he had met a kindred spirit.

With a slight tremor of his hands, two long, slender kitchen knives landed in Akaza's hands. He assumed a fighting stance and looked excitedly in Hana's direction.

"I never kill the weak or women, but your appearance has made me decide to break my rules! Woman, I am skilled with dual swords. I'll give you time to take back your weapons!"

As soon as Akaza, the muscular man, uttered these words, a katana was pulled from Sherlock's four-dimensional pocket and flung towards Hana-chan.

Hua Jie didn't even turn around; she simply raised her hand and caught the katana that Sherlock had thrown at her.

The moment Hua Jie grasped the katana, she froze for a moment. There was no other reason than that Hua Jie was all too familiar with the feel of it. After fighting side by side for thousands of years, Hua Jie knew every inch of the katana in her hand like the back of her hand.

Before Sister Hua could say anything, Sherlock's voice came from behind.

"Consider it a gift! I tried my best to reproduce all the characteristics of your weapon, including the release, but I couldn't reproduce the increase in spiritual pressure, since it's not a real Zanpakuto."

As Sherlock finished speaking, he slapped the ground. The next second, the narrow corridor began to expand outwards. In less than a breath, the narrow corridor had become as wide as a basketball court.

After settling things off on the battlefield, Sherlock smiled and said to Sister Hua.

"Don't play for too long, Sister Hua, we still have a long way to go!"

Chapter 397 The Death of Third Brother

Although Sherlock said that, it was clear that neither Sister Hua nor the muscular Akaza cared too much; their attention was now almost entirely focused on each other.

With Sherlock having secured the battlefield, both Akaza and Hana were instantly filled with fighting spirit.

Of course, Sherlock's words weren't entirely ineffective; at the very least, Hana really gave up using the Zanpakuto's release, created by Sherlock through alchemy, to add more fun to her battles.

As Hana drew her Zanpakuto and assumed a fighting stance, the two exchanged only a glance before disappearing from sight in perfect unison, colliding head-on.

Because the speed was so fast, people like Sherlock, who were weak in physical combat, and Lilith, who had absolutely no experience in combat, simply couldn't see the battle between the two.

In Sherlock and Lilith's sight, both Akaza and Hana vanished from the battlefield in an instant. All that could be seen were sparks flying everywhere on the battlefield and the clanging of metal against metal.

Often, the sparks from the previous collision hadn't even faded before the next one appeared, and the clanging of metal being struck flowed like a river into Sherlock and the others' ears.

Putting everything else aside, this battle alone was enough to leave the three Seafood Admirals speechless, and even Gandalf showed a hint of surprise.

The intense collision between the two lasted for less than five minutes before they reappeared in everyone's sight.

Unlike at the beginning, after five minutes of intense fighting, the two were in a completely different state.

Although Sister Hua was covered in blood and looked extremely disheveled, all the blood belonged to others; not a single drop was her own.

Even the intense battle that had just left everyone speechless hadn't made Sister Hua's breathing even slightly heavy.

On the other hand, Akaza, the muscular man, although he also had no wounds, his clothes were somewhat disheveled, with small tears in some places. He no longer had the composure he had before, and his breathing was heavy, like that of a broken bellows.

Judging solely from their states, it's quite clear who had the upper hand in the previous battle.

"11,322 cuts? Lord Akaza, this is hardly enough to please me!"

Sister Hua spoke these words in a very calm tone, but the meaning behind them was enough to leave people speechless.

In the midst of that intense battle, Hana actually had the mind to count how many times Akaza, the muscular guy on the other side, struck? Not to mention Sherlock and his group, even Akaza himself was somewhat incredulous upon hearing Hana's words.

Honestly, if Sherlock put himself in Akaza's shoes, he would feel a sense of powerlessness and overwhelming despair upon hearing her words.

Contrary to Sherlock and the others' expectations, the muscular Akio showed no despair upon hearing Hua Jie's words. Instead, after a moment of surprise, he burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha! How long has it been since I've encountered such an interesting opponent as you! Interesting! Absolutely hilarious!"

As Akaza, the muscular man, ripped off his shirt, which was already showing some cuts, revealing his muscular upper body. He held a knife above his head in his left hand and a kitchen knife in his right, the tips of both knives pointing directly at Sister Hua across from him.

"I will unleash my strongest power to date! Unohana, is that it? I'll remember you!"

As Akaza, the muscular man, assumed his stance and uttered those words, the tiny blue scales that formed the stripes on Akaza's body suddenly burst open.

At the moment the scales popped up, Akaza himself made a gesture that looked like he was taking a deep breath.

As Akaza breathed, even Sherlock and the others, who were still some distance from the battlefield, could feel a current of energy converging towards him.

On the contrary, Hana-nee remained calm, holding her Zanpakuto in one hand, waiting for Akaza's move with an air of composure, even with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

As Akaza breathed, his skin began to change, turning increasingly bright red.

Even Sister Hua, who was relatively close to the muscular Akaza, could hear the thunderous heartbeat emanating from Akaza's chest.

"Is it a technique of inhaling excessive oxygen to maximize the activation of one's own body? It does resemble the breathing method in that Sherlock Holmes comic."

Sister Hua was able to discern the essence of the muscular Yiwo's most secret technique simply by observing him, but as she spoke, there was an undisguised curiosity in her eyes.

Unfortunately, Akaza, the muscular man opposite, didn't notice and, after getting into position, rushed towards Hana-nee in an instant.

However, to Akaza's utter surprise, despite facing his enhanced self, Hana showed no sign of backing down and instead raised her Zanpakuto again to clash with him.

However, in just a short while, or even after just a few cuts, the curiosity in Sister Hua's eyes turned into disappointment in the blink of an eye.

Akaza, focused on the battle, naturally noticed the disappointment in Hana's eyes. However, before Akaza could react, Hana's figure disappeared from his sight.

The next second, Akaza's gaze began to roll up and down, and he even saw his own body in his field of vision.

'I...was beheaded?'

This was Akaza's first reaction upon seeing his own body.

When Akaza saw Hana slowly sheathing her sword behind him, he confirmed his guess.

Did we lose?

This was Akaza's last thought before his consciousness faded.

Meanwhile, Hana, who had already sheathed her sword, turned her head calmly to look at Akaza's corpse, which was now just a body, and said in an extremely flat tone.

"I originally thought your breathing technique would give me a new experience, but simply improving physical stats doesn't interest me."

Furthermore, the combat power gained by overdrawing one's body is ultimately not one's own, and excessive overdrawing may even cause flaws in one's original moves that should not exist.

"Lord Akaza, I have ultimately emerged victorious in this battle. Thank you for your hospitality."

Chapter 398 Ghost Car Plan

As Hua Jie uttered these words, a large amount of blood gushed from the neck of the headless muscular Akaza, and the headless corpse suddenly collapsed to the ground.

With a thud as Akaza's body fell to the ground, the crowd finally came to their senses, especially the three seafood generals, who almost simultaneously swallowed hard.

But Sister Hua seemed completely unconcerned, giving Sherlock and the others her usual gentle smile.

"What's wrong? Didn't we agree to get going?"

Although Sister Hana's smile remained gentle, and even her tone of voice had returned to the Yamato Nadeshiko feeling from when they first met, the sight of her covered in blood was chilling no matter how you looked at her.

The three Seafood Generals and old man Gandalf almost shivered in unison, and Lilith nearly fainted. On the contrary, Sherlock and the audacious Doro looked disgusted.