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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

Snowstar · Fantasi Timur
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Revealing the truth? (part-4)

Mark could only bitterly smile as the result wasn't as great as he boasted earlier but no one thinks that way as the General of the North is one of the strongest soldiers of the Imperial Palace. He is at the peak stage of the six-circle realm and even in the fighter path. It would be scarier if he would get injured.

Seeing the result, Shang Jiao said to her mother, "now, it's my turn."

As Lan Jingyi nodded, the princess left her mother's side and started walking toward the General to take his place. Mark placed his weapon down and started loading the ammunition for the next demo. His back was facing his mother.

Meanwhile, at the back of the spectators, two people looked at each other. One of them whispered, "She was helpless and alone. We will not get another opportunity."

The other one nodded and both of them quickly slipped past through the crowd and came to the front.