Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

This is some damn mysterious farmhouse resort!

This is why they recognized the four-armed, four-eyed monster in front of them as Sherlock in disguise. If he were really an enemy, the damned information about the 'mysterious farmhouse' provided in the communications would be enough to make Rhodes and Falcon, these two veterans, pause the battle and go and destroy their own intelligence system first.

Despite his internal rant, it was clear that Sherlock didn't give them much time. The moment they took off, Sherlock aimed his finger at one of the falcon's wings.

"untie!"

Another spatial slash was unleashed, but this time, even though Sherlock's attack was weaker than the one he had just used on Rhodes, it still managed to break Falcon's left wing in half.

The falcon, suspended in mid-air, lost its balance almost instantly due to the broken wing. After glancing in horror at Sherlock, who was still standing on the ground, it began to fall almost immediately.

At this moment, Falcon was already cursing under his breath.

Even though I know Sherlock is unreliable, isn't it a bit much that you're going to put in so much effort to fix the match?

Fortunately, Rhodes reacted quickly and reached out to catch the falcon when it lost its balance. However, because he caught the falcon, Rhodes had to land back on the ground.

Before the two could even adjust their state, Sherlock used the Space Stone's power to teleport directly in front of them, a sinister smile on his face, and gently placed his hands on their chests.

"eight!"

As Sherlock's shout rang out, two dark buttocks were almost instantly exposed to the air. That's right, Sherlock, with an extremely perverse sense of humor, directly sliced ​​off the armor and clothes from the buttocks of these two people.

Of course, in order to make the performance convincing, Sherlock's "Eight" also cut off the recording equipment on the two of them when it was activated, and also directly damaged Falcon's wings and most of the functions of Rhodes Armor, leaving only the buffer intact.

After doing all this, Sherlock pointed to his ear with an empty finger and said to the two of them in an annoyed tone.

"If it weren't for that damned boiled egg, Marshal Gu, preventing me from hurting you, you two bastards would probably be minced meat by now! Don't bother me while I'm enjoying my meal!"

As Sherlock finished speaking with a touch of arrogance, he actually threw the two of them like a discus towards the distant woods.

Before Rhodes and Falcon could even react to what Sherlock was saying, they were flung away by him.

Fortunately, Rhode reacted quickly and caught Falcon before they landed, using the armor's remaining cushioning system to bring them both to a safe landing.

For a moment, both men lying on the ground were thinking about how lucky they were to have survived. After checking that almost all of their recording devices were damaged, Falcon said to Rhodes, who was also lying on the ground panting, with a hint of annoyance.

"I knew the military's assessment was absolutely right; getting close to Sherlock would never bring any good!"

Hearing Falcon's complaints, Rhodes turned to look in Falcon's direction. His expression seemed to say everything, yet nothing at all; it was simply indescribable.

Chapter 575 Rhodes: To be honest, I'm starting to feel a little disgusted by you.

To be honest, the moment Rhodes heard Falcon's words, he really didn't want to talk to this idiot at all.

It's worth noting that Sherlock has already wreaked havoc on the entire Avengers more than once, and even now, Captain America and Black Widow's outfits from the Battle of New York are still in the top ten of Pornhub's trending topics.

Even I, a self-taught player, have experienced Sherlock's damned perverse sense of humor more than once, and even transformed into a tentacle monster.

Even setting aside the tentacle monster, which could be considered a novel experience, this is the second time someone has exposed their butt in public.

What right does Falcon have to say that to me?

Unfortunately, Falcon on the other side seemed completely oblivious to the meaning behind Rhode's extremely complex expression. Seeing that Rhode showed no intention of replying, Falcon successfully misunderstood the situation.

She slightly raised herself, turned towards Rhodes, and looked at Rhodes lying motionless on the ground with disbelief, asking him in astonishment.

"Don't tell me you, an active-duty Air Force officer, haven't seen the military's psychological evaluation of Sherlock after the Battle of New York?"

"Fuck! Sam, can't you just lie here quietly and wait for the show to finish so you can enjoy a free spa treatment?"

Before Falcon could finish speaking, Rhode rolled his eyes and interrupted him. At this point, Rhode was already somewhat on the verge of a breakdown. After pausing and adjusting his posture to make himself more comfortable, Rhode continued.

"Damn it, after this is over and before my armor is repaired, I will never participate in any Avengers operations again. I never thought I would miss the kind of job where I sit honestly in an office!"

Hearing Rhodes's complaint, Falcon paused for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he promptly and obediently lay down again, even clearing away the prickly twigs near his buttocks before continuing to speak.

"I think what we need to consider right now isn't our office life after this incident, but rather how to repair our damaged gear without sending it to Sherlock!"

Rhodes: "..."

After hearing Falcon's words, Rhode fell silent, a rare occurrence. The two remained quiet for a while in this strange and awkward atmosphere before Rhode spoke to Falcon again.

"Sam."

"Ok?"

"I'm starting to feel a little uncomfortable with you..."

"..."

While Rhodes and Falcon lay on the ground gazing at the azure sky, bickering peacefully, things were quite lively on Sherlock's side.

Not long after throwing Rhodes and Falcon like discus, and before he could even sit down, Sherlock sensed a large number of soldiers gathering in the arc of the huge fan-shaped area, their guns always pointed in his direction.

Sherlock didn't care about this. After searching for a while, he picked up the recorder that he had cut off with his spatial slash, which was originally meant to be worn by Falcon.

Facing the camera lens, Sherlock's villainous grin never left his face. He spoke arrogantly, staring at the still-flashing indicator light of the recorder.

"Seriously, don't let those soldiers come here to die. If it weren't for that damned bald prophet stopping you, not only would the cannon fodder you gathered not survive, but even those two black guys from just now wouldn't have survived."

"We're all just employees. Sit down quietly and wait for my colleagues to finish their business. If you want anything from Hydra, just go and steal it yourself."

Although Sherlock's words seemed to be well-intentioned, his arrogant and ferocious attitude made it seem less like he was trying to persuade the other party to stop and more like he was madly provoking them, as if he was afraid that the five good men would not attack him.

However, it was precisely this almost provocative attitude that prevented the Five Good Men's command from actually taking action. The only response Sherlock received was the black smoke emitted from the self-destructing recorder after he finished speaking.

Sherlock didn't care at all. He casually tossed the recorder on the ground like trash, plopped down on a nearby tree stump, and stared at the still-forming crowd with amusement.

Meanwhile, the command center of the five philanthropists was in complete chaos.

It's important to understand that they've invested a tremendous amount of effort into this Hydra base, which houses the world's largest legitimate supply chain.

It's like a delicious cake hidden in a corner. Just when you're about to find it, a guy claiming to be from the 'Earth Defense Legion' suddenly appears and says he wants to check the corner where the cake is hidden first.

No one would be willing to do this, but this guy who suddenly appeared is equipped with weapons that they can't compare to at all. So now they dare not act rashly, and they are even less willing to let this group of people of unknown origin take the benefits.

The command center of the three permanent members of the UN Security Council was in complete chaos, with arguments everywhere. Some people, driven by greed, believed that they should take the initiative to attack, some agreed because of honor, and some refused out of caution.

Almost everyone had their own version of events, and yet everyone's explanation was plausible!

Especially on the Chinese side, compared to the United States, which is ostensibly Chinese but actually backed by Britain and France, this great power with a history of five thousand years has maintained a cautious attitude towards this matter from the beginning.

The argument arose only after two facts were verified.

First, it was confirmed that the Avengers were still in New York and had no possibility of participating in this operation.

Secondly, it was confirmed that even if they wanted to call for the Avengers' support now, it would take at least half a day for the Avengers to arrive, which was simply not enough time.

Compared to the Rabbit's habitual deliberation and careful planning, the Russians also chose to be cautious due to their limited combat strength.

On the other hand, it's unclear whether the confidence of the US stems from the support of the three-nation alliance or from the greed that has corrupted the minds of its upper echelons.

Before China and Russia could come up with a solution, the United States was the first to reach a consensus and acted the fastest.

Or to put it bluntly and directly, the US was the first country to be seized by the greedy faction.

After all, in the eyes of the US, soldiers have never been a source of honor. In the eyes of those black-hearted maggots, soldiers are merely a group of consumables that can be replenished at any time.

Therefore, before the rabbit and the big irony could react, the eagle had already issued the order to attack!

Chapter 576: Subdue the demon and cook!

As the US, driven by the greed of those black-hearted maggots, issued the order to attack, almost the next second a deafening barrage of artillery fire, mixed with the whistling sound of shells tearing through the air, resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Even the soldiers and commanders on both sides of the Russian and Rabbit were stunned when they heard the sound, but Sherlock, sitting on the tree stump, remained calm.

Although Sherlock's senses weren't strong enough for him to hear the arguments inside the command center, he knew all too well what kind of bastards those heartless maggots in the U.S. were capable of.

Sherlock was not at all surprised that the US had launched the attack first; in fact, he felt a sense of 'I knew it'.

Of course, Sherlock wasn't going to just sit idly by; he wanted to experience firsthand what it felt like to be bombarded by artillery fire, though experiencing it himself probably wouldn't be a problem.

The instant the cannonballs whistled, Sherlock made a handprint in front of his chest with both hands.

"Domain expanded, Demon-Slaying Chef!"

As Sherlock casually uttered these words, a large amount of blood gushed from his body in the next second, forming a blood pool with a radius of about 400 meters around him in the blink of an eye.

A pedestal made entirely of various skulls appeared behind Sherlock, upon which was an incredibly ornate Japanese shrine, and inside the shrine was a gigantic mouth capable of easily swallowing a person whole.

As an alchemist, Sherlock certainly wouldn't use the signature skill of Ryoumen Sukuna, the biggest villain in the series. The reason he has such an effect is simply because it's a 'real illusion' created by the distortion of the Reality Stone.

After all, this is a powerful move, and no one can really get close to Sherlock under its power. Therefore, there is no need to actually use the Reality Stone to distort it. Sherlock simply and directly chose to use an illusion to fake it.

Of course, although the Reality Stone can recreate the image of Ryoumen Sukuna's Domain Fuma Mikuriya, the real attack still needs to be dealt with by using the Space Stone to unleash a Space Slash.

Almost the instant the shrine appeared, countless invisible spatial slashes spread throughout the 400-meter radius 'domain' centered on Sherlock.

With the absolute sharpness of the Space Slash and the Space Stone's absolute control over the spatial environment, any cannonballs or bullets fired by the US would be sliced ​​into pieces the moment they came into contact with the pseudo-domain created by Sherlock using the two stones.

The whole process was easy, relaxing, yet incredibly efficient.

Most importantly, amidst the hail of bullets, Sherlock showed no surprise whatsoever, as if everything was perfectly natural.

This scene silenced the commanders who were watching the battlefield through binoculars or other equipment.

Rabbit and Big Mao were mostly relieved, glad that they hadn't acted first like the US, since this two-faced Sukuna was far beyond their comprehension.

When the U.S. commander saw Sherlock's so-called 'domain deployment,' his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. But if you looked closely, you could see a look of fear in his eyes.

Just as the commander on the rabbit's side was beginning to consider whether to report to his superiors and ask them to contact the guild for support, Black Widow's voice came through Sherlock's headphones, who was showing off.

"Mission accomplished, Sherlock, stop playing around and hurry to the designated coordinates to pick us up, Tony's injured!"

Hearing Black Widow's words, Sherlock was also stunned for a moment. After all, given Tony's attire, Sherlock really couldn't figure out what could possibly hurt Tony.

Fortunately, despite the doubts, judging from Black Widow's tone, even if Tony was injured, it certainly wasn't a life-threatening injury, which meant that Sherlock still had time to pull off some fancy moves.

It's important to understand that although Sherlock was certain from the beginning that those greedy, black-hearted maggots in the US would definitely cause trouble, that didn't mean Sherlock could tolerate them causing trouble.

After Black Widow ended the communication, Sherlock revealed a 'sneer' (actually just an excited smile when he was about to cause trouble), and the 'domain' distorted by the Reality Stone disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Of course, Sherlock's figure also disappeared at the same time.

As for where Sherlock went? It's simple: to the US military's command center!

As for what exactly they were going to do at the US command post? It's very simple: to give those heartless, idiot maggots a good beating!

That's right, the first thing Sherlock did after ending his call with Black Widow wasn't to rush to check on Tony's injuries or to pick him up, but instead, he used the Space Stone to jump directly to the US military's command center and started beating up everyone he saw.