Chapter 18 - Avalanche Bringer (1/2)
4 hours had passed, the sun began to wake up from its slumber by shining its blessing to this side of the hemisphere. Foel meticulously spectated the beginning of the first biological weapons she thought would possibly only exist in fairy tales or sci-fi she read in the library.
It was finally done.
MF brandished the two-meters cannon that was replacing her right arm by now. Tubular and thick, with red veins sprawled all over the obsidian-like bionic culverin. It was beating, the veins breathe in and out as if it was alive. The process should've taken longer than it was supposed to due to more complex original organs to create the ammunition power. But knowing MF, she decided to be as efficient as she could so instead of following the hazardous ways of the original, she created her own version with the organic cannon's DNA sequence as the reference.
She combined 'Controlled Cancer Instant Expansion', 'Petroleum Glands' with 'Cancer Cell Object Creation' to simplify the bionic cannon.
The dense barrel was made out of Tungsten, the same material as her muscle—its intersection between MF's elbow and the cannon was wider as it meant to store an ever growing cancer that will be the ammunition generator. With a protected heart-sized gland that produces a distilled concentrate of kerosene, refined to be a massive propelling power to push the cancer ammo out of the barrel.
'I might need a DNA sequence that allows me to produce explosive chemical compound. A combustible petroleum might be to weak to propells the cancer round to cause any fatal damage.'
”If you go to the Citadel now, the guard might mistake you as a Calamity.” Foel could only gaze 6 meters from MF as the radiation mutagen created by the forced consciousness modification was creating a chemical reaction akin to those of mild uranium.
Three month of energy was used.
MF could feel the glowing veins still throbbing from her sacrificed limb into her skull. ”This is more painful than I thought, hahaha. I don't want to be like this forever, so let me detach it and make it into a weapon instead. There was still one gene left that I needed to experiment with.”
”The bionic cannon reminds me of Sakkijolva.”
Sakkijolva, a B-rank Calamity with the appearance of a giant bipedal canine that had a cannon-like organ on its right arm. Foel remembered that they encountered one of them on their way to the Gaia Citadel. She concluded that her husband was taking a sample of the beast as she saw the hyaenidae caress every Calamities she defeated.
Her round mouse ears twitched. With her fast train of thought, Foel was one step closer to finding out MF's real capability. The green-haired tanomobi then continued her speech, ”So you did reference them.”
MF chuckled. ”I haven't said anything yet, how attentive are you again?”
”I'm as laid back as I could be.”
”That was a lie.”
”Indeed, it was.”
Before MF could detach the bionic cannon that was now replacing her hand—a horrendous screaming and wailing was echoing through the forest as if the dead were rising to hunt their new prey. Continuously, the mirrored source of sound seemed to be still far away.
”A 'Divine Banquet'.” MF whispered to herself before increasing her speech volume to normal, ”Seems like there will be another raid.”