Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

In their perception, an immense killing intent, as if they had seen their natural enemy, enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant with a flick of Doro's finger.

Especially Spicy Chicken, standing in the eye of the storm, looked like an ordinary human being holding Doro, but rather like a ferocious beast crawling out of the abyss the moment Doro shouted those words.

Even the immense power granted by the ether particles couldn't give Spicy Chicken Shreds a sense of security; in fact, he felt an instinctive urge to run away.

Just as Spicy Chicken was contemplating whether to give up conquering the Nine Realms and flee or gamble on whether his Aether Particles could protect him, Sherlock's emotionless voice rang out on the battlefield.

"Really? Perfect timing! I also have a score to settle with this Mr. Spicy Shredded Chicken!"

Chapter 515 Crushing Power from Those in Power (Part 1)

Saul would even swear that this was the first time he had ever seen Sherlock so angry since he had known him, and it even gave off a chilling feeling.

In Thor's eyes, the intensity of Sherlock's burning rage was even more glaring than the spicy shredded chicken hidden in the thick black and red particle smoke of ether particles.

Clearly, from any perspective, provoking Sherlock now is not a wise choice, and that's exactly what Thor did.

However, sometimes things can't be avoided simply by not provoking them, like Thor right now.

Just as Thor was trying his best to shrink himself into a ball in the center of the battlefield and minimize his presence, Sherlock's voice rang out.

"Thor, take good care of Doro. If Doro loses even a single hair, I swear I'll strip you naked and hang you on the Rainbow Bridge, stuff your hammer up your ass, and put you on a nine-worlds tour!"

As Sherlock finished speaking, Doro flew towards Thor once again, and Thor was completely stunned, almost instinctively catching Doro with both hands.

In all his years, this was the first time Saul had ever heard of such a vicious 'punishment' that was comparable to torture.

Under Sherlock's tangible threat, Thor no longer looked at Doro, whom he was holding in his hands, with the same disapproval or anger he had shown before.

On the contrary, Thor now looks at Doro with fear in his eyes, and even feels that what he is holding in his hands is not a living thing, but a 'bomb' that can cause him to social death at any time.

Unfortunately, Doro also picked up Sherlock's bad habits. After seeing the deep-seated fear on Thor's face, the originally cute Doro almost instantly transformed into a wicked and comical expression.

Amid Thor's terrified yet pleading gaze, Doro pulled a small pair of scissors from his mini four-dimensional pocket and began gesturing around his hair.

Thor's legs went weak when he saw this.

Honestly, if he weren't holding Doro in his hands and not daring to move, Thor would have even wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Doro.

What the hell is the difference between this and a bomb that can blow itself to pieces waving a lighter around its fuse?

Thor, the prince of Asgard and one of the most powerful warriors in the universe, is now so frightened by a little thing that looks like a rag doll that he's almost crying. How can anyone explain this?

Unfortunately, even if Thor wanted to call for help, no one could rescue him now. After all, there were only the four of them at the center of the entire battlefield. It was clear that neither Spicy Chicken nor Sherlock had their eyes on him.

After Sherlock threw Doro over to Thor, his eyes were fixed on Spicy Chicken.

With no worries left, Sherlock stood almost immediately not far from the spicy shredded chicken.

To Spicy Chicken's surprise, the fierce battle he had anticipated did not occur. In fact, after Sherlock stood in front of Spicy Chicken, he immediately withdrew his armor and spear, and stood there with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at Spicy Chicken in the center of the particle storm.

"Don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you attack me."

Sherlock's response was quite indifferent, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself. There wasn't even a hint of threat in his tone, and his gaze towards the spicy chicken shreds was as if he were looking at a dead man.

Spicy shredded chicken: ?! ?! ?

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Spicy Chicken's first reaction was not confusion, but anger.

The reason is quite simple: in Sherlock's behavior, Spicy Chicken saw disdain, contempt, and even ridicule. Regardless of the type, it was a great humiliation for Spicy Chicken, who considered himself a warrior and a rebel.

Driven by rage, Spicy Chicken Shreds didn't hesitate at all and immediately mobilized the most powerful force he currently possessed, the power of the Aether Particle, and launched it towards Sherlock.

A long whip made of red and black particles lashed out towards Sherlock.

Spicy Chicken Shreds believes that even if Sherlock is strong, with the power of the Aether, Sherlock will inevitably be injured by this move, not to mention that the Aether also has the ability to distort reality.

However, to Spicy Chicken's utter surprise, the attack he thought was foolproof vanished without a trace the moment it touched Sherlock, just like ice meeting fire.

The moment the whip touched Sherlock, Sherlock seemed to transform into a red-hot butter knife, severing the 'butter' whip in two.

This situation stunned Spicy Chicken Shreds for a moment, but Sherlock didn't give him any time to react.

Seeing that Spicy Chicken's first attack had no effect on him, Sherlock, with a mocking smile on his face, strode towards Spicy Chicken.

This scene terrified Spicy Chicken Coves, who frantically activated his Aether particles to attack Sherlock. Unfortunately, no matter how Spicy Chicken Coves attacked, he couldn't stop Sherlock's advance, and he didn't even have the chance to make Sherlock pause.

Most importantly, Spicy Chicken Shreds cannot leave this place, because this is the intersection of the Nine Realms. His long-term plan has destined him to be locked here. If he misses this opportunity, who knows how long he will have to wait to have another chance like today.

Amidst the increasingly terrified gaze of Spicy Chicken Shreds, Sherlock, like an old man taking a stroll with his hands behind his back, walked to a spot not far from Spicy Chicken Shreds amidst the torrent of frenzied ether particles.

Spicy Chicken Shreds watched helplessly as Sherlock walked up to him despite his attacks, and all his attacks seemed to have no effect on Sherlock. At that moment, Spicy Chicken Shreds' confidence in the power of the Aether Particles began to waver.

However, to Spicy Chicken's surprise, when Sherlock walked up to him, he didn't stop her attack or launch an attack himself. Instead, he looked up at the Nine Realms Teleportation Gate in the sky, which was gradually merging together, and then said to her with a mocking expression.

"Didn't you want to plunge the Nine Realms into darkness? I'm giving you a chance. Now you can begin your performance."

As he said this, Sherlock, who was standing about two steps away from Spicy Chicken, even had the mind to make a gesture of invitation to Spicy Chicken, but the sarcasm on his face became even more pronounced.

Chapter 516 Crushing Power from Those in Power (Part 2)

Spicy Chicken Shreds wasn't stupid either. Sherlock's performance was no longer as obvious. His so-called plan to let himself perform to the fullest and plunge the Nine Realms into darkness was nothing more than a performance.

Even so, Spicy Shredded Chicken still wanted to take a gamble and try his best.

The reason is simple: he had no way out!

If we give up this opportunity, even if we possess the Aether, we won't be able to withstand Asgard's revenge. Asgard was able to seize the Aether in the past, and Asgard can do the same again now.

Moreover, Spicy Shredded Chicken clearly knew exactly what he had done.

The crime of killing the Queen of Asgard has destined him to be an irreconcilable enemy of Asgard. Therefore, even if the chance is only 0.0001%, Spicy Chicken will not hesitate to take the gamble.

Therefore, after Sherlock finished speaking, Spicy Chicken glanced at Sherlock and actually activated his Aether Particle ability, intending to plunge the Nine Realms into darkness.

Countless black and red particles burst forth from the body of the spicy shredded chicken, spreading outwards like a tsunami and surging towards the teleportation portal in mid-air.

Logically speaking, since Spicy Chicken Shreds is located on Earth, if the Nine Realms were to fall into darkness, Earth would undoubtedly be the first to succumb.

However, to Spicy Chicken's utter surprise, let alone plunging the Nine Realms into darkness, even just Earth was already proving difficult for Spicy Chicken.

In Spicy Chicken Shreds' perception, the entire Earth was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much he activated the ether particles to try to plunge the Earth into darkness, the range of influence he could only extend to the area not far from him and Sherlock.

The particle's diffusion area didn't even reach Doro, who was cosplaying Simba, and Thor, who was cosplaying the old baboon, who were standing nearby.

If the particle storm unleashed by the Aether particles is like a tsunami, then Sherlock is the anchor that holds the storm in place.

Later on, Spicy Chicken Shreds watched helplessly as the portals formed by the intersection of the Nine Realms above his head slowly shifted and disappeared. The plan to 'plunge the Nine Realms into darkness' now seemed more like a joke.

Most importantly, after those portals disappeared, Spicy Chicken was horrified to discover that the black and red particles of the Aether were constantly gathering towards Sherlock, and finally, without saying a word, they directly merged into Sherlock's body.

On his side, the more he activated the ether particles, the less control he had over them, and the weaker his power became.

Even later on, Spicy Chicken Shreds couldn't stop even if it wanted to; it could only watch helplessly as Sherlock drained the last trace of aether particles from his body.

As the last black and red particle left Spicy Chicken's body and surged toward Sherlock, Spicy Chicken, having lost the Aether Particle, fell directly to the ground, staring at Sherlock in horror.

"Impossible! The Aether is a divine object created by the Dark Elves! Who are you? What have you done? Why can you control the Aether?"

Spicy shredded chicken stared at Sherlock with a mixture of fear and disbelief, just like a wife betrayed by a scumbag.

He couldn't understand why Sherlock had more control over the Aether particles than he, the most authentic Dark Elf.

When confronted with Spicy Chicken Shreds' questioning, Sherlock merely gave a mocking sneer and slowly raised his right hand, which had been behind his back.

On Sherlock's right hand was a black and red particle ball that was constantly rolling. Spicy Chicken recognized it almost immediately: it was the Aether Particle that Sherlock had extracted from his body!

But Sherlock's next words made Spicy Chicken Shred feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

"Aether particles? Don't be ridiculous, that's just a cheap trick of your dark elves. Its original name should be the Reality Stone!"

As Sherlock finished speaking, his open right hand suddenly clenched, and crimson lightning erupted as he clenched his fist. The swirling black and red particles vanished without a trace in an instant.

When Sherlock opened his palm again, a blood-red gem lay quietly in his hand.

"As for why I have higher control than you, a dark elf? It's simple: you control the aether particles, while I control the reality stone!"

"Impossible, no one can use the Infinity Stones directly, unless it's that person..."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Spicy Chicken instinctively refuted them. However, halfway through his sentence, Spicy Chicken froze, as if he had just realized something, and looked at Sherlock standing in front of him with disbelief.

"You're an alchemist? You're the alchemist that Asgard claims to be an ally of?"

"Congratulations, you got it right, but unfortunately there's no reward."

Sherlock chuckled, confirming Spicy Chicken's guess. He stared at Spicy Chicken, who was slowly rising from the ground, with a playful expression, as if anticipating Spicy Chicken's next reaction.

It's important to understand that if Spicy Chicken hadn't used the Reality Stone to attack Sherlock from the beginning, Sherlock might not have had it so easy. But often, reality doesn't give people a second chance.

Now, Sherlock wants to see what the spicy shredded chicken can do.

To Sherlock's utter surprise, after confirming Sherlock's identity, Spicy Chicken did not choose to surrender, but instead a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

Under Sherlock's amused gaze, Spicy Chicken suddenly pulled out the cursed dagger and plunged it into his abdomen, crushing a cursed stone in his hand.

After losing the Ether, this was practically the last resort for Spicy Chicken Shreds.

To Spicy Chicken Shreds' surprise, the expected pain of transforming into a cursed warrior did not come, and even the wound in his abdomen where the cursed dagger had pierced him did not cause any pain.

Under the incredulous gaze of Spicy Chicken, Sherlock raised his hand, and the cursed dagger that should have been plunged into his abdomen and the cursed stone that should have been crushed by him appeared in Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock even took the two objects in his hands with some interest before disdainfully turning them into ashes using alchemy, leaving behind a truly humiliating comment.

"An extremely low-quality magical item. It seems you dark elves really aren't very capable. Come on, show me what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Chapter 517 Sherlock's Resentment

However, against Sherlock, who possesses the Reality Stone and can easily distort reality, Spicy Chicken's trump cards are essentially ineffective.

Under Sherlock's gaze, the ruthlessness in Spicy Chicken's eyes was slowly replaced by fear, and the aura of a domineering warlord who wanted to unify the nine realms began to rapidly transform into that of a drowning dog.

"No! This can't be real! This is impossible!"

Spicy Chicken Shreds was even starting to break down, but Sherlock ignored the already devastated Spicy Chicken Shreds. Seeing that Spicy Chicken Shreds had run out of tricks, the playful look on Sherlock's face turned into a ferocious expression.

He casually transformed the Reality Stone into a ring and wore it on his right index finger, and the baseball bat wrapped with barbed wire, which was actually the spear, appeared in Sherlock's hand.

"Since you've run out of cards, then my dear Spicy Chicken, prepare to face the wrath of an alchemist!"

"No! Don't come any closer! Ah! Stop hitting me! I surrender! Let me go! Ah! Don't hit my face! Ah!..."

For a moment, the screams of the spicy shredded chicken echoed throughout the entire battlefield.