In the Marvel Universe: I can summon items from all dimensions.

Chapter 107 Mutant Ability Development - Burst Cannon!

Subsequently, Mason himself transformed into a luminous body in the order of blood vessels, muscles, and bones.

Because he was forced to flee the Marvel Universe by Scarlet Witch and Chase before he could receive Hank's medical report, Mason still lacked sufficient understanding of his mutant abilities. Fortunately, Cecil's life experiences filled in this gap for him.

The Hydra scientists were far less ruthless than Hank. When analyzing Cecil's abilities, they didn't stingily draw blood, epithelial cells, or hair for testing. They went all out, sampling and testing every single cell in Cecil's body, from blood, muscles, bone marrow, and internal organs to sperm, nervous system, and brain. The final results were incredibly detailed. Even if Mason only watched it at 100x speed, he understood a great deal.

Of course, given the significant differences between my abilities and those of Cecilia, the above research conclusions may only be of reference value.

First, all of Cecil's somatic cells possess a unique energy storage structure, which allows him to store and use photons as an energy source. The most basic, instinctive way of using photons is to promote the regeneration of body tissues. However, Hydra scientists have not figured out how Cecil converts photons, which have no rest mass, into the various elements that make up the body.

After all, the way many mutants' abilities work is a complete black box to Earth's technology. While something like Cecilia's is relatively easy to understand, abilities involving reality distortion, like those of MJJ, Legion, and Franklin, are basically no different from magic.

However, it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principles. Hydra doesn't really care about the truth of the universe. They just want powerful forces, enough to rule the world.

Over the years of research, Cisser has been developed with many amazing functions, but since describing them all would be too lengthy, we will only describe the parts that Mason currently needs.

This conclusion can be drawn from simple reverse thinking: since Cecil can absorb and use photons, he must be able to release photons in some form.

In other words, it can become an optical weapon—basically, it's like shooting lasers.

This is not an unfamiliar concept for people in the 21st century. Take the oxygen-iodine laser, which has been researched by the militaries of various countries, as an example. It is a technology that generates near-infrared laser in an optical resonant cavity through complex chemical reactions. It has many advantages such as high speed, high controllability, and strong anti-interference. Although it has not been deployed on a large scale in the military for various reasons, it is still fine to use it as a reference.

For Cecil, he doesn't need to create atoms in an electronically excited state through complex chemical reactions; all he needs to do is radiate the light energy stored within his body.

But it's not that simple.

To give an analogy, if absorbing light energy is similar to eating for him, then releasing light energy is similar to forcibly inducing vomiting. It is difficult to control actively. For a long time, he could only release energy in a way that was not precisely controlled, just like Mason used himself as a flashbang to blind the cyborgs. This obviously could not meet Hydra's needs. So after a long development process, Cicel's first output skill was finally born.

After feeling himself swell up like an inflatable doll, Mason immediately stopped Paracelsus from continuing to transfer energy to him.

"Stop, I'm going to explode if I keep charging like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Paracelsus decisively stopped the alchemical transformation.

"Oh, Master, your current appearance is very radiant, in a physical sense."

Looking at Mason, whose entire body was radiating golden light, Okita Souji couldn't help but clap his hands: "In mainland terms, is this what they call a righteous official?"

"That's outrageous."

Mason shook his head, then extended his left hand to Okita Souji and said casually, "Do me a favor and cut this hand off."

"ha?"

Okita Souji was startled by these words: "Self-harm is not encouraged, Master."

Mason rolled his eyes, but unfortunately, no one could see his expression anymore.

"Enough talk, get to the point."

"Since you've said so, Master—"

Okita Souji shrugged, then casually reached for his waist and saw a flash of cold light. Before Mason could even react, his left hand was cleanly detached from his body and fell to the ground.

"Ugh————"

Mason endured the pain while suppressing his own healing ability, stopping the bleeding and preventing the severed hand from growing back. Then, he looked around and quickly focused his gaze on something directly above.

"It's a pity it wasn't at night, otherwise the visual effect would have been even better," he sighed, then raised his left arm high.

The light energy, evenly distributed throughout his body, was controlled by his will and slowly moved toward his left arm, which was missing a hand. This caused the cells in the arm, which had already reached their storage limit, to begin to swell unnaturally. Then, the entire arm turned into a horrifying structure that looked like many tumors pieced together, and it looked like it was about to explode.

His nervous system screamed in agony as the excessive light energy began to tear apart Mason's cells, causing excruciating pain. Mason endured it and further compressed the light energy.

Similar to the concept of internal vision in martial arts novels, when controlling the movement of light energy within his body, Mason could roughly perceive the internal structure of his body, including his skin, muscles, bones, and blood vessels. Indeed, what he needed to do was compress the light energy as much as possible into his blood vessels, accumulating it within the blood, continuously compressing, building up power, and approaching his limit—

Then release!

After a heartbeat, the blood containing an excess of light energy gained propulsion. At the same time, the blood cells reached their limit, and their internal energy storage structures exploded. In this way, the cell debris that had been pumped into the ulnar and radial artery regions, mixed with a large amount of light energy, rushed toward the only exit, which was the wound on the severed hand.

In an instant, Mason's entire left forearm was blown to pieces, but the light energy that rushed out of his body along with the blood cell remnants also gained a clear "direction." Two thin golden lights shot straight into the sky, breaking through the atmosphere at a speed of 300,000 kilometers per second and rushing into space, leaving only a few afterimages in people's sight.

"Wow."

Even Mason himself was surprised: "It actually works?"

This is an attack method that Hydra scientists tailored for Cecil. By gathering light energy exceeding the carrying capacity in the blood, a small number of blood cells are overloaded and ruptured. Then, using the blood vessels as "tracks," the light energy, which would otherwise only diffract randomly, is given a fixed direction—rounded up or down, this is a laser weapon.

After repeated training, Cecil could fire high-energy lasers using only the arteries in his fingers—although it might seem a bit ridiculous, it was actually a very powerful skill. When Cecil was sent out to fight the Avengers, even vibranium was damaged by his high-energy lasers, and America's shield was even marked. Unfortunately, because Hulk and Thor were too powerful, Cecil was still beaten to the ground after a few rounds and was eventually stuffed into the prison specially made for him by Iron Man.

"It turns out Hank was right—"

Mason clicked his tongue and used light energy to regenerate his shattered left forearm. Thinking about Cissel's smooth and cool operation, which was as dazzling as the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and then thinking about how he lost an arm after firing a single shot, he couldn't help but feel sad.

Just like Hank said before, no matter how strong a mutant ability is, it still requires proficiency to support it. The most tragic ones are regenerative mutants like Wolverine and Deadpool, who have to be tortured to the point that their entire mental structure is different from that of normal people before they can properly use their abilities.

It seems I'm similar to that type; it's truly disheartening.

It's quite strange when you think about it—back when ordinary people were in school or working, they had to accumulate seniority and skill levels. Now that they've become superpowered individuals, they still have to accumulate seniority and skill levels. And in terms of sheer absurdity, the latter is far more exciting than the former. So, when you calculate it this way, there's actually no fundamental difference between superpowered individuals and office workers. It's really sad.

When I can finally fire lasers at will, how many hands will I have to blow off?

At times like this, I really want to be a protagonist in a system-driven game, the kind of overpowered character who can even improve skill proficiency by adding points. I wish I could just have all the problems solved with a single tap, leaving all the hard work to the strugglers.

It's important to know that Cissell trained under extremely high pressure for several years before mastering his skills. If it were Mason, it might take several times longer. After all, no one was forcing him to open the book at gunpoint, and he wasn't the kind of Pauvalan who was particularly strict with himself. He was somewhat reluctant to become stronger by pushing himself to the limit.

In short, let's make a wish that we can get a super powerful external brain first thing tomorrow morning. After all, humans have limits, and if we want to become stronger quickly, we have to surpass humans.

But that's definitely not possible now.

"Great, the damage-dealing skill works."

Mason shook off his random thoughts, then turned to the two Heroic Spirits and said, "Let's start playing Monster Hunter—we need to be quick. The commotion we made earlier was quite loud, so we need to get this over with before it attracts too much unnecessary attention."

"I think this battle plan might be a little bit cultish—"

Okita Souji covered his eyes with his hands and said with a bitter face, "But if even you, Master, don't care, then I have nothing to say—"

"It's just a human weapon. You Chaldea people have seen similar things before, why make such a fuss?" Mason replied casually, then asked Paracelsus, "What do you think? If I could use that ability repeatedly, could I defeat that shark?"

"That couldn't be simpler."

Paracelsus responded, "Master, you may not have noticed, but I set up several magical barriers along your firing trajectory. Judging from your reaction when those barriers were broken, your instantaneous point-to-point output is excellent. If your goal is to kill, you should only need to aim at the monster's head and fire a few shots in succession to destroy its brain and achieve your objective."

"However—" Paracelsus then changed the subject, "If the goal is to capture it, it will be much more troublesome—we'll have to render that monster powerless—so, I'll have to trouble you to do your best, Lord Okita."

Okita Souji blinked: "Me?"

"That's right. After all, neither I nor the Master have close combat abilities, so only you, Lord Okita, can handle this."

"???"

As he spoke, Paracelsus pulled another, smaller Philosopher's Stone from his inner pocket and handed it to Okita Souji without further ado, explaining, "Please hold it in your mouth. The life force concentrated within this Philosopher's Stone can temporarily suppress your physical problems and temporarily strengthen your Spirit Origin. Plus, this '7'..."

Paracelsus clasped his hands together and placed several alchemical arrays at the feet of the bewildered Okita Souji. Immediately afterward, magical light shone, coating the latter with a thin layer of glow. "This is a spell I created based on Lady Artoria's Lake Blessing. It will grant you the ability to walk on water for a short time—about ten minutes, enough to last until the end of the battle."

"No, this—"

Okita Souji stared dumbfounded at the two men in front of her who had arranged everything for her in the blink of an eye. She hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopped herself. Before she could say anything, Mason stepped forward and placed several sapphires in her hand.

"Here's a bomb to be used as bait. Take it."

Mason gave her a thumbs up: "In short, all you have to do is rush in, wake that shark up with a bomb, then engage it briefly to create space for us to attack. How about that? Simple, right?"

Okita Souji's eye twitched: "Is it... simple?"

"Alright, alright, time is precious, let's not waste it, let's set off! Best of luck in your military campaign!"

Mason stood behind Okita Souji with a wicked smile on his face and gave her a shove on the shoulder. Although the latter clearly had a lot to say, the atmosphere had reached a certain point, so she could only shut her mouth, sighed deeply, put the Philosopher's Stone in her mouth, and then walked towards the sea.

He stepped onto the water but did not sink; instead, he floated on the surface. Although the experience was slightly different from walking on land, Okita Souji quickly got used to the feeling. After taking a couple of steps, he lowered his body and charged towards the area where the tentacle shark was sleeping.

Her speed was extremely fast and she made no sound. Her agility clearly far exceeded the limits of human beings. This was the benefit of the magical enhancement provided by the Philosopher's Stone. Before this enhancement was exhausted, Okita Souji's strength was probably comparable to her in Servant form.

Having a human swordsman do the job of slaying monsters seems a bit abstract in every sense, but there's no other way, given the scarcity of resources. If Mason were to hire Hercules, he had reason to believe that even without his intervention, the shark would be quickly crushed like a chick. But such an energy-intensive creature couldn't be fooled by a small piece of Philosopher's Stone.

After Okita Souji set off, Paracelsus once again performed his masterful feat of creating whatever he desired with a simple clap of his hands. This time, a massive alchemical array covered an area several meters in radius beneath his feet. Under the influence of magic, the sand seemed to transform into a soft liquid, rapidly merging together—a huge slab of rock was thus born, and in the next instant, it slowly floated up, like the magic carpet in the story of Aladdin, carrying Mason and Paracelsus towards the sea.

This is called finding a shooting position.

"Master, please be careful not to fall."

Paracelsus gave a brief instruction and followed Okita Souji's steps, flying on the board until it hovered about 150 meters in the air.

Incidentally, before starting to plan how to defeat the Tentacle Shark, Paracelsus had set up a barrier nearby to facilitate the development of the plot. This is why no onlookers appeared despite the commotion they made earlier. However, such a rudimentary barrier can only exist for a short period of time. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, they must finish the battle quickly.

And so, the battle began. Okita Souji, standing on the sea, warmed up a bit and then casually tossed a few sapphires into the water.

Seconds later, the sapphire that had fallen into the water exploded, releasing the power extracted from the Thor's Pearl in all directions without reservation. The electric current formed a fine grid, instantly electrolyzing a large amount of seawater. Bubbles rolled and surged towards the surface, turning a large area of ​​the sea white in an instant.

Of course, this is not the main purpose.

A powerful electric current, undoubtedly lethal to ordinary people, spread rampantly through the sea, eventually engulfing the enormous monster slumbering on the coral reef—

The muscles twitched under the influence of the electric current, causing it immense pain.

In an instant, it opened its eyes (sharks have eyelids), twisted its body, and its ten thick tentacles on its lower body swung around, easily crushing several pieces of coral reef to pieces.

Just then, Okita Souji threw down the second sapphire.

She accurately pinpointed the location of the tentacle shark based on the movement of the water, which made her throw much more precise, landing right next to the shark.

Then, the current exploded again.