The battlefield where Ancient One was had returned to calm, but that did not mean Sherlock's side was equally peaceful. On the contrary, Sherlock's grand armor-heist plan had only just begun.
Earlier on the battlefield, after Sherlock and doro had successfully muddied the waters, they had taken advantage of the situation and transferred the Destroyer Armor into the sealing crucible they had prepared in advance.
The instant Sherlock and doro appeared in this vast underground space, Sherlock's mechanical arm split apart. Countless tiny tentacles, along with its metal finger bones and Sherlock's own palm, struck the metal sphere sealing the Destroyer from every direction almost simultaneously.
The next second, scarlet lightning illuminated the entire underground space. A massive transmutation circle unfolded around the giant sphere placed at the center of the room, while countless transmutation circles of varying sizes, linked through the tiny tentacles on Sherlock's mechanical arm and his own two arms, enveloped the metal sphere in an instant.
Sherlock's brain was boiling furiously under the enormous amount of calculation. To seize control of the Destroyer Armor from Loki, this was the first time Sherlock had activated multiple stacked layers of Alchemy with all his strength.
Under such tremendous mental strain, two streams of blood ran from Sherlock's nose, yet he seemed completely unaware of it.
Only when the Philosopher's Stone in his left eye began to glow red did the savage expression on Sherlock's face ease somewhat, though only somewhat.
Because inside the metal sphere, Loki was controlling the Destroyer and making it struggle madly.
The Destroyer was continuously thrashing and wreaking havoc within the metal sphere. With its overwhelming offensive power and strength, the inside of the sphere had long become an absolute dead zone.
If not for Sherlock's Alchemy holding it together, the Destroyer would likely