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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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Breaking into the prison (part-4)

Upon receiving the message, Allen dropped his battle and started running away. 

"Don't let him escape." Ren Zhelan shouted and chased after him without knowing that he was going to fall into a trap.

Meanwhile, Mark opened his skill list and was ready to launch the skill. Soon, he saw the Allen in a hood and mask. Allen landed before him and just a couple of seconds later, a fatty fellow and a buffed guy appeared in his view. Their faces weren't clearly visible due to the darkness. Only due to the flames around, Mark and his opponents could see each other.

A frown appeared on Ren Zhelan when he saw Mark. He mumbled, "This guy also didn't have ether energy. How could these guys conceal even from my senses? By the way, what is that weapon on his shoulder?" Ren Zhelan stared at the Rocket launcher, which looked different from the grenade launcher that he had earlier seen in Allen's hands before their battle.