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Weapon seller in the world of magic

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

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The trial of the Holy Beasts (final)

About fifteen seconds later, the white snake was completely healed. During this time, Mark didn't move from his spot and just focused on recovering his ether energy.

As the white snake raised its head and hissed at him, Mark just crouched on the ground and covered himself with the Blizzard wings while keeping an eye on the opponent's movement by looking through the small gap between the wings.

Somehow, the white snake learned nothing from the experiences and tried to burn him in its flames. Clearly, it didn't work and six more seconds are wasted. Hence, it went on to unleash its next skill, continuously spitting out a stream of venom at Mark for the next five to six seconds.

Mark had already faced it once and wasn't that worried about the attack. He continued to stay in his position.