Battleship, Christian.
Wayne absorbed all the information from the Philosopher's Stone, a one-time-use stone that becomes depleted after being used. He dismissed the others around him, and as his two secretaries watched in astonishment, his arm transformed into a pale cannon barrel.
"Boss, does this count as evolution?"
"Obviously, it's one path of evolution..."
Wayne frowned, the cannon's muzzle showing a desire to fire: "The Philosopher's Stone shards can bestow Magic Power, my body has become mechanized, and the ammunition is constructed from thought and Magic Power. From this perspective, it does not deviate from the concept of a Mage."
Although it doesn't deviate from the concept of a Mage, the destructive power of the Mechanized Armament far exceeds that of ordinary Mages. A few shots would easily shatter the Life Barrier of a Golden Mage.
