Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

And while the Asgardian four were being beaten, what was Sherlock doing? He happily found a deserted place and hid in his library and began to study the arm of the Destroyer Armor.

Although the Destroyer is still a boxy, square-shaped arm in Sherlock's eyes, this does not delay Sherlock's research at all.

In just a short while, Sherlock roughly understood the general principles of the Destroyer Armor. This thing is similar to Thor's Storm Axe. Magic runes are already engraved into the armor during forging. .

The difference is that the Destroyer Armor is made up of pieces of armor, and as armor, it does not have as high requirements as weapons.

It is precisely because of this that Sherlock can clearly see the alchemy runes inside the empty armor.

Fortunately, Sherlock had acquired a lot of knowledge about alchemy. Although he did not know the meaning of all the runes, Sherlock still roughly understood the function of those runes, energy transmission!

And the most critical point is that the alchemical runes and magic runes used by the dwarves who forge weapons for Asgard have both similarities and differences with the Harry Potter world.

This is what makes Sherlock feel itchy the most. No magician can refuse new knowledge or new applications of old knowledge!

Sherlock, who originally planned to just steal some materials for alchemy himself, was stimulated by curiosity and immediately decided that no matter what he did, he would definitely get the entire High Destroyer Armor back.

Even if he couldn't get everything back, he still had to get back the built-in energy core. Sherlock had a hunch that this energy core would be a very useful thing for him.

After making the decision, Sherlock no longer hesitated and immediately left his library and returned to the edge of the battlefield. However, when Sherlock returned to the battlefield, he discovered that Thor had already retrieved own divine power.

He's waving the Meow Hammer in mid-air to gather the power of thunder and cosplay a helicopter character.

Sherlock, who knew the plot, immediately changed his expression. The reason was very simple. Sherlock knew that in just a short while, Thor, the prodigal son, would beat his father's Destroyer armor into scrap.

With a loud roar, hammer down and leave armor!

Sherlock immediately used apparation to appear behind the Destroyer Armor, and extended his sinful hand towards the Destroyer Armor...

Well, due to his height, when Sherlock is standing on the same level as the Destroyer Armor, he can probably only reach the lower part of the Destroyer Armor's chest.

It is precisely because of this that Sherlock wants to rub the entire Destroyer Armor off. The best way is to rub it from the butt upwards.

Although that's what he said, this action, well, can only be described as obscene.

It can even be said that except for Sherlock's extremely obscene "back rub" service in Japanese specialties, few people in the real world have seen such obscene actions, unless it was in the bedroom.

As spectators, SHIELD, Jane, Daisy Louise and the Doctor, and even the seriously injured Asgardian quartet, had extremely weird expressions on their faces.

Even Thor's originally solemn expression in mid-air began to become strange. For a moment, Thor even began to wonder whether he should not disturb the Destroyer Armor and the pervert below.

In the entire battlefield, the only ones who are insensible are probably Sherlock and the Destroyer Armor as the accuser, or Loki who controls the Destroyer Armor.

After all, all of Loki's attention at this time was on his good friend brother, the Hammer God Thor, and he didn't even notice Sherlock behind him, who was raising and lowering his hands on the Destroyer Armor.

But soon, even if Loki didn't want to notice, he couldn't help it, because with three consecutive banging sounds, the helmet, breastplate, and iron pants of the Destroyer armor were rubbed by Sherlock. It turned into a state where its arms were exactly the same.

Loki immediately lost control of the Destroyer Armor, as if the connection failed.

It was shrunk several times and fell down, and was suspended on the ground like an exhibit in a display cabinet. Sherlock quickly collected the fallen armor and the remaining two thighs into himself. in the library.

When Sherlock took off the armor, Sherlock also discovered the location of the energy core of the Destroyer Armor with sharp eyes.

Damn it, I don’t know if it’s because Loki is not good enough, or because he set it up like this during the forging, but the core energy of such a tall and powerful armor is actually inside the iron pants of the armor.

When packing the armor into his library, Sherlock even maliciously imagined what Odin would look like wearing the Destroyer Armor.

Let’s talk about it, is it true that you won’t get burned?

Sherlock seemed to understand a little bit why Odin was the king of the gods and he only had two biological children, Hela and Thor. Anyone with two would be a high-profile person.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Sherlock did not hesitate and disappeared directly from the place, and appeared in his room the next second.

As expected, Coulson was standing there with blank eyes in the room, obviously confused by the confusion spell. Without any hesitation, Sherlock began to take off his equipment and prepare for the next drama.

Outside, Thor, who had been accumulating energy in mid-air for a long time, was feeling more uncomfortable. After accumulating energy for a long time, he was about to give his opponent a thunder blow, but a pervert got in first. For a moment, Thor was suffocating. His face was a little red.

He could only helplessly revoke his divine power, landed on the ground and began to say goodbye to Jane. Now that he had regained his divine power, he had to return to the divine realm to deal with his naughty brother.

Just when Thor and Jane said goodbye affectionately, Sherlock also cleaned up the scene. After lying on the bed and canceling the magic, he watched Coulson anxiously rush to him and pull him out of the bed. come out.

Sherlock, whose acting skills were excellent, looked at the anxious Coulson with a confused expression on his face.

Coulson didn't hesitate on his side, explained the situation in a few words, and prepared to take Sherlock to a safe place.

But when the two rushed out of the door, Coulson was dumbfounded. The drama of tall silver armors fighting aliens was gone. All that was left was a scarred town with smoke everywhere.

Sherlock looked at the confused Coulson with an expression as if he was looking at a fool, but in the next second, Sherlock's expression changed!

My own car! Where is a bird as big as myself? Where is the new big bird that I didn't even have time to tear off the membrane? Why is there only a pool of red molten iron flowing on the ground?

Sherlock, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, pointed at the still red molten iron on the ground and stared at the confused Colson beside him and asked.

"My dear Agent Coulson, I think I need you to give my big bird a perfect account."