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

As we all know, in film and television works, the setting and the performance are usually not the same thing.

After all, directors have to consider the production budget, while screenwriters can just fill in the numbers with their eyes closed. As a result, we often see bizarre scenes where the forces that are supposed to destroy galaxies actually fight but can't even knock down a building. Special effects films are particularly affected by this.

According to the established rules, a few exchanges between Ultraman and monsters should cause earth-shattering and city-destroying commotions. Even a simple punch could cause terrifying secondary disasters. However, what appears on screen is just two freakish suited men fighting each other. If the surrounding set were removed, it would just look like a fight at the village entrance, lacking any real deterrent effect.

But in reality, it's a completely different story.

Three darts flew precisely toward Baksim, but Mason didn't control it... no, since the mimicry is female, let's just call it her. In any case, Mason didn't dodge, but that doesn't mean she couldn't react. On the contrary, the instant the darts left her hand, Baksim's nerve reaction speed increased to an incredibly terrifying level, so much so that the darts, which made a sharp whooshing sound as they flew, looked to her like tortoises crawling.

Is this the physical prowess of a super beast? Even its neural reaction speed can adapt and adjust. So strong, too strong.

However, because she was controlling two bodies at the same time, Baksim's sudden increase in neural reaction speed allowed her to capture several orders of magnitude more information, almost burning out Mason's weak human CPU on the spot. As a result, he was stunned when he was about to catch the dart in a very cool pose. After he barely adapted to the difference in reaction speed, the dart had already hit him.

The sound, like BBs hitting a metal plate, echoed in the corridor. All three darts were deflected, hitting a corner of Baksim and even showing signs of bending and damage.

The ninjas were dumbfounded by this scene.

They weren't stupid; they naturally realized that anyone who dared to stand up and make threats in this atmosphere was definitely not someone to be trifled with. The person who threw the dart was even prepared for it to be dodged or even caught, but they never expected such an absurd situation, like using a Gatling gun to shoot Superman.

Are you kidding me? With his arm strength, he could shoot through even a thin sheet of iron with a single dart!

"……I see."

Mason dusted off non-existent dust from his clothes, his gaze turning deep and unfathomable: "Although I provoked you first, you're planning to kill me, isn't that right?"

Regardless of the time travel aspect, Mason's personality itself is somewhat problematic; if we were to describe him using universal moral terms, he would be described as "self-centered and willful."

He has his own set of standards for judging things. He will reward those who are good to him with extra rewards, but those who show him their fangs and malice will receive equal or even extra "return gifts".

For example, right now, these ninjas intend to kill him—not by throwing darts at Bakshim, but because of the clear killing intent he felt when facing the ninja who had transformed into a demon in the hospital room. In that case, he intends to kill them first.

Although Mason had rarely killed anyone or even shed blood before today, this did not become a psychological burden for his actions. For him, killing those who showed him murderous intent was a matter of course for revenge; it was just that he had never had the opportunity to put this principle into practice.

On a deeper level, this personality trait is precisely why he was able to remain calm despite encountering so many major changes in a very short period of time.

Of course, the concept of malice cannot be generalized—just like when he was robbed at gunpoint by a homeless man in an alley, although the other party clearly threatened his life, Mason was amused by the guy's talent for creating funny stories, so he naturally didn't have any thoughts of revenge.

Although it may not conform to universal morality, doesn't such behavior of risking one's life deserve a commendation?

With some trivial thoughts running through his mind, Mason manipulated Baksim's body to move forward.

One particularly burly ninja, perhaps unaware of the gravity of the situation, saw his opponent dare to approach him and immediately drew a heavy single-edged cleaver from behind his back. With a powerful roar, he charged towards Mason.

"Go to hell!"

"etc!"

The leader ninja, who had already realized the seriousness of the problem, shouted urgently.

But it was too late.

The big guy's blade strikes were undeniably fierce. Although Mason knew nothing about this, he could sense something from the tiger-like aura—if he wasn't mistaken, this guy could probably slice a wall in two with a single strike.

This is an exceptional technique in the mortal realm, and it probably contains some supernatural power, but the problem is... he's now wielding a knife to cut down... a super beast!

It's no exaggeration to say that the gap between a super monster and a human is hundreds of times greater than the gap between a human and an ant. He's not the kind of ninja who can unleash Rasengan or Chidori; who are you trying to scare by brandishing a giant blade? Do you really think you can say something like, "Even humans, with enough effort, can easily take down one or two monsters"?

Because the big ninja's speed was so slow that it made Baksim sleepy, Mason decided to do something really tough.

He then made Baksim turn his head to the side, open his mouth, and just before the broadsword was about to strike him, he snapped it down with his seemingly clean and even teeth.

The ground beneath his feet showed signs of denting, but Baksim's posture remained unchanged, not even by a centimeter.

After realizing what had happened, the big ninja was instantly terrified, but neither his attempts to sheathe his sword nor his attempts to press down further were effective; the sword was as if it were welded to an iron mountain, completely immovable.

A fear that spread a hundred times faster than the plague spread from Bakshim. The two displays of power may not have been enough to make the ninjas realize what they were facing, but it was clear that "the opponent was stronger than they had imagined."

Almost instinctively, they all took a step back.

But Mason didn't care about any of that. After fully absorbing the force of the downward chop, he had Baksim apply pressure with her mouth. With a teeth-grinding cracking sound, she easily broke the blade in two. Then, she slowly raised her hand, took the top half, and bit off a piece of the fine iron sword like she was eating a cookie, crunching it into powder.

"puff--"

The seemingly soft and supple muscles, which are actually a hundred times tougher than any steel, propel the iron powder, which is being crushed into fragments, to exceed the speed of sound by more than double the speed at the moment of exit.

The firing method was similar to that of a shotgun, or even a fragmentation mine. Hundreds of fragments slammed into the big ninja head-on, and the enormous kinetic energy instantly tore his entire upper body apart. Fine blood mist sprayed backward like a fountain, casting a terrifying shadow over most of the corridor.

Even after piercing through a human body, the still powerful iron filings continued to fly. Some were deeply embedded in the walls and floors of the corridor, while others hit other ninjas, piercing through their bodies. The two unluckiest ones were blown off in the head and died on the spot. More than half of the remaining six suffered injuries of varying degrees.

For the Super Beast, an attack that was barely even a game easily crushed several ninjas, a development that even Mason hadn't anticipated.

He didn't feel anything about killing, but he really didn't intend to make the scene so bloody—it can only be said that he underestimated the numerical gap between humans and super beasts; Yabo Technology is truly the best in the world.

"You've been given a chance, but if you don't cherish it, go to hell and regret it."

Baksim casually hurled the remaining half of his broken knife at Daisuke Murakami. With the force of a cannonball, it blasted a hole the size of a face into Murakami's upper body with a bang. Mason had taken special care to check this since resurrection armor isn't particularly rare in the Marvel Universe, but this guy clearly didn't have that kind of high-end equipment. After his massive demonic body was pierced, he fell backward with a thud and died instantly.