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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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End of the demons (???)

At the Tower of Xalazar;

Xalazar was escorting Bael as a guide while touring inside the tower. The demon king from Ars Goetia halted his footsteps all of a sudden and stared at him in silence.

As Xalazar turned his head to look at Bael's face, he saw the latter's pupils dilated while mysterious black markings appeared on his forehead.

The scene took aback Xalazar; he called him out, "Lord Bael?"

As Bael stayed unresponsive while the markings spread all over his face, Xalazar's facial expression changed to that of a frown, "A sealing technique? Nope. Possession? No, that can't be… Perhaps, this is how he will return home?"

Before Xalazar got to the conclusion, Bael's hand was raised. Demonic energy was gathered in his palm, alerting him.

Xalazar jumped away to gain a bit of distance and observed the visitor, "A ploy from that human or is it something else?"