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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 · Oriental
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Prelude to the war (part-5)

"Roughly four weeks ago, when I was away, the city faced an invasion from otherworlders of Saint Realm.

Of course, it wasn't a full-scale invasion, and neither did they target any innocents. They damaged a lot of my robots and took away my pet and the kingdom's guardian as a hostage to get back at me.

But, the incident made it clear to me that in my absence, I can't even depend on the Guardian of this mortal plane of existence.

Perhaps, the guardian god wants to see whether the demigods here could handle the suppressed immortals and Saints. Or maybe, he was too busy with other important matters.

His reasons don't matter.

What's important here is the fact that the world is too vulnerable and I don't wish to see my people suffer for my actions. But, I wonder, who are my people? Is it just my immediate family or does it extend to the innocent citizens who put their hope on me?