Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

At that moment, Coulson's voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

“Mr. Sherlock, I’m sorry to bother you, but there’s something I feel I need to tell you…”

Before Coulson could finish speaking, Sherlock interrupted him.

"Two Iron Men wrestling in Stark Industries' industrial park, huh? I know!"

Hearing Sherlock's clearly unsurprised tone, Colsenar, who was anxious, paused for a moment before reacting and asking Sherlock.

"You know? You were there?"

After thinking for a moment, Sherlock addressed Coulson's question.

"Give me your address, I'll take Pepper there. You guys protect Pepper for me, I'm going to help Tony deal with that bastard."

Sherlock's calm tone left Coulson stunned for a long time. It took him a while to process the information before he could barely match the names Pepper and Iron Turtle with the corresponding people.

After silently labeling Sherlock in her mind as someone who liked to give him wicked nicknames, she finally gave him an address.

No sooner had Coulson finished speaking than a pink door appeared before him in disbelief, and Sherlock walked out with a clearly worried Pepper.

Coulson could clearly see what Obadiah's office looked like on the other side of the door.

Seeing this mind-blowing scene, Coulson was utterly astonished and speechless, pointing at Sherlock as he put away the Anywhere Door.

"You...I..."

Sherlock, unfazed by Coulson's surprise, retracted the Anywhere Door, casually slung the Spear of Longinus behind his back, and said to Coulson with a disgruntled tone.

"Protect Pepper, I'm going to help Tony!"

After saying that, Sherlock slowly took to the air under Coulson's incredulous gaze. However, Sherlock stopped as if he remembered something after flying not far, and turned to look at the dumbfounded Coulson.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Coulson, though still incredibly surprised, managed to control himself, suppressing his astonishment and instead adopting a professional smile.

"What is it, Mr. Sherlock?"

"You should know that Obadiah and I have a grudge. If I accidentally blow this thing up along with his iron turtle, won't S.H.I.E.L.D. come after me?"

Sherlock asked Coulson without any hesitation, but it was more like a notification than an inquiry.

Although the mission from above was to capture Obadiah alive while protecting Tony, it was clear that Coulson couldn't say it directly at this moment, so he could only smile and say it to Sherlock.

"Of course not, Mr. Sherlock. We at S.H.I.E.L.D. are reasonable people too."

Hearing Coulson's words, Sherlock nodded in satisfaction. After thinking for a moment, Sherlock left Coulson with a comment.

"Old Ke, stop wearing that fake smile all the time, it's weird."

After saying this, Sherlock took off without hesitation and flew towards the battlefield, leaving Coulson standing there bewildered.

"Old...Old Ke?!...A person?!"

Coulson pointed at his face in disbelief. Putting aside the strange nickname "Old Coulson," the smile on his face was the most standard "gentle smile" of S.H.I.E.L.D., which he had practiced repeatedly under the guidance of psychologists. And you're saying this smile belongs to someone else?

Coulson, like a wronged child, pointed to his face and turned to look at Pepper Potts beside him with a face full of question marks.

Faced with Coulson's silent question, Pepper's lips twitched. Her inner complaints about these men were almost at their peak, but on the surface, she could only maintain an embarrassed look and comfort Coulson.

"Don't listen to that brat Sherlock's nonsense, your smile is absolutely the most standard smile."

Although he said that, his eyes kept darting away, and he didn't seem to want to look at Coulson's face at all.

Pepper Potts wouldn't tell Coulson that, although the smile was perfectly natural, it did look rather intimidating in the dim firelight.

As a seasoned agent, Coulson could easily tell that this was Pepper Potts' attempt to comfort him, but even though he could see it, it only made him more puzzled.

Was his smile really that unbearable? Coulson was utterly puzzled.

Chapter 53 The Final Battle Begins (Part 1)

Sherlock had no idea that his casual remark would cause such a big problem for the kind-hearted Coulson. At this moment, Sherlock's attention was completely drawn to the two main characters on the battlefield.

Undeniably, whether it was Obadiah operating the Iron Monger or Tony operating the Iron Man suit, their fighting style was essentially the same as that of street thugs engaging in a brawl.

But it is precisely this kind of chaotic punching that, thanks to the Iron Monger armor and Tony's gold and red armor, possesses immense destructive power. Combined with the sparks, lightning, and explosions generated during their fight, it is at least visually appealing.

However, sometimes, some things are truly meant to be admired from afar and not touched.

Take, for example, the fight between Tony and Obadiah. From a distance, the two appeared to be evenly matched. Obadiah used his size advantage to pressure Tony, while Tony, in turn, used his size advantage to entangle with Obadiah like an eel.

However, once Sherlock landed near the battlefield, watching the fight between the two became unusually boring.

Well, after all that special effects, with sparks, lightning, and explosions going on all the way, looking at their actual combat record, they were basically just scratching each other.

Let alone the Iron Monger, which is completely bare-faced, Tony's armor, with its flashy gold and red paint job, hasn't even had a scratch after fighting for so long, which is incredibly frustrating.

Watching the two of them exchange punches in a manner that could only be described as kindergarten-level fighting, Sherlock even found an opportunity to strike. He could only stand there dumbfounded, unsure whether to help or not, feeling that getting involved in such a fight would lower his IQ.

Fortunately, Obadiah was a considerate guy after all. Seeing that Sherlock couldn't join the battle, Obadiah actually used his size advantage to grab Tony and throw him towards Sherlock.

Faced with Tony, who seemed to have fallen from the sky like a metal can, Sherlock, with a look of disgust, lightly tapped the ground beside him with the Spear of Longinus. The next second, a huge stone pillar rose from the side of Sherlock, directly knocking the flying Tony away once again.

After sending Tony flying, the stone pillar slowly shrank back to its original shape in a way that was completely contrary to the flexibility of stone.

Obadiah witnessed this scene clearly, but at this moment, wearing the Iron Monger armor, Obadiah was already in a state of delusion that he was invincible, especially after suppressing Tony for such a long time.

Obadiah even had a strange feeling that he could unify the world with this armor.

Obadiah's tone was full of sarcasm as he watched Sherlock knock Tony away.

"Sherlock Flamel, a guy who's as tough as a cockroach! The car accident five years ago didn't kill you, and I didn't have a chance to kill you just now either. Fate is so kind to you; instead of running away, you've come crawling back again!"

Upon hearing Obadiah's words, Sherlock paused for a moment before realizing the details of Obadiah's car accident five years prior.

If nothing unexpected happens, he transmigrated because of this car accident. No wonder he was covered in bandages when he first transmigrated, and every part of him ached. Very well, with all the old and new grudges piling up, Sherlock has even less reason to let Obadiah off the hook.

Seeing Obadiah's arrogant demeanor, even with his helmet open, Sherlock revealed a mysterious smile, his eyes coldly fixed on Obadiah before him, his verbal skills equally sharp.

"Old Deng, have you ever heard the saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential!' Five years ago, I might not have been able to kill you, but that doesn't mean I can't kill you now! With old and new grudges combined, only one of us can survive."

Sherlock was completely absorbed in his own dramatic world. To Sherlock, Obadiah wasn't even a worthy opponent and wasn't worth his attention at all.

But to Obadiah, who felt he was invincible, these words sounded like a joke.

Looking down at his own armor and then up at Sherlock standing not far away, Obadiah burst into a fit of maniacal laughter. Under Obadiah's control, the massive mechanical body even instinctively clutched its stomach with laughter.

"Hahahaha, you? You? You? You? And that little toothpick in your hand? Sherlock, how come I never noticed how interesting you were before? If I had known you were this interesting, I would have definitely killed your parents and raised you on my estate."

Then every day they'll make you watch your parents die a horrible death, quietly and slowly torturing you, and then they'll enjoy your wailing and begging for mercy!

Upon hearing Obadiah's words, Sherlock's previously calm anger suddenly flared up. Sherlock swore that this was not just his own anger; more importantly, this anger was something that Sherlock simply could not quell.

After taking a deep breath and barely suppressing the rage that was about to consume his reason, Sherlock, who had originally planned to quickly finish off Obadiah, changed his mind in an instant.

Driven by this rage, Sherlock intends to treat his 'enemy' in the most cruel and terrible way.

Sherlock casually tossed the Spear of Longinus, which he had been clutching in his hand, behind his back, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and looked at Obadaia opposite him with eyes as if he were looking at a dead man, devoid of any emotion.

"I originally planned to get rid of you quickly, but unfortunately, I've changed my mind now."

As soon as Sherlock said this, a burst of crimson lightning erupted from his body, and his left eye also glowed red.

"Physical Body Refinement and Enhancement!"

As Sherlock uses the Philosopher's Stone to perform alchemy, his body begins to change into a non-human state. This is not a change in appearance, but an internal one.

On the other side, although Obadiah did not stop Sherlock's alchemy from starting, a piercing alarm still sounded inside Obadiah's armor when Sherlock's alchemy actually started.

Out of caution, Obadiah closed his helmet and tentatively raised his arm. The machine gun on his arm aimed at Sherlock and fired without hesitation.

But the abilities Sherlock displayed next almost made Obadiah, who was hiding inside his armor, pop his eyes out.

Chapter 54 The Final Battle Begins (Part 2)

Faced with the bullets fired by Obadiah's Iron Monger, Sherlock, who had already completed his physical enhancement, did not dodge. He simply looked at Obadiah with disdain and raised one hand slightly.

No, to be more precise, Sherlock only extended one finger.

But this single finger managed to stop the barrage of bullets aimed at him like a storm. It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of Sherlock's outstretched finger, and almost anything that came into contact with the barrier was directly broken down into the most basic atoms.

"Alchemy decomposes all things!"

As Sherlock's voice rang out, countless atoms reacted with various elements in the air in an instant, so much so that Sherlock, who was standing behind the invisible barrier, was even coated with a layer of green smoke-like light.

With these amazing particle effects, Sherlock seems to have emerged from an abyss filled with venom.

Obadiah wasn't stupid. After a tentative attack with his gun, he quickly stopped, his eyes wide open beneath his armor, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing.

It's important to understand that even when Tony faces his bullets, although they won't be fatal, the impact of the bullets is still there. Relying on the impact force, he can at least use his firearms as an auxiliary weapon when fighting Tony.

But Sherlock before us has broken this rule, and it could even be said that he has directly rendered all of Obadiah's Iron Monger's ranged weapons ineffective.

Only now did Obadiah take a proper look at the seemingly frail 'human' in front of him, who had no armor.

Despite his surprise, Obadiah did not back down because of the unknown. Seeing that the weapon was no longer effective against Sherlock, Obadiah chose a very foolish way to fight.

Of course, the stupidity is relative to Sherlock's perspective. After all, in Obadiah's view, when the weapon is ineffective, what he should rely on most, or what he has always been proud of, is the Iron Monger's tonnage and its enormous strength!

It was for this reason that, after testing Sherlock, Obadiah charged at Sherlock with almost no hesitation, dragging his heavy body along.

As he approached Sherlock, Obadiah made Iron Monger jump almost without hesitation, attempting to strike Sherlock directly with his own weight and the force of his punch.

Facing the Iron Monger charging towards him like a dump truck, Sherlock showed no intention of dodging. Instead, he took a stance, firmly planted his feet, and when faced with Obadiah's iron fist, which was the size of a basketball, Sherlock threw a punch at Obadiah's fist in return.

Boom!

When two fists that were completely disproportionate and not even symmetrical in terms of material collided, a loud bang erupted from the point of contact, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground beneath Sherlock's feet, and Obadiah's face inside the Iron Monger turned to terror in an instant.

The reason is simple: as the person involved, Obadiah could almost immediately feel that he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength the moment their fists made contact.

This left Obadiah in disbelief, and almost instantly all that disbelief turned into fear.

It's no exaggeration to say that Obadiah clearly understood at this moment that the armor he was so proud of, which he even thought was invincible, was practically no different from paper to Sherlock.

The immense fear of death, or rather, failure, almost instantly overwhelmed Obadiah's mind, causing his body to react instinctively.

After exchanging a punch with Sherlock, the Iron Monger did not hesitate at all and used the momentum to jump backward. Before the Iron Monger even landed, flames began to shoot out from the jets on its back.

"You're only trying to run now? My dear Uncle Obadiah, isn't it a bit too late?"