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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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The second prince's decision

If the appearance of the mini sun improved the morale of the soldiers, the defeat of the headless knight vastly boosted their morale.

Everyone suddenly became energized. Wang Li became aggressive in her attacks and started going all out against the Lich King. A couple of captains joined her after taking out the remaining skeleton knight.

Now, there are only five wraiths, which are being debuffed by the mini sun and lose their strength by atleast a realm. The morale of the captains was at its highest as the second prince was flying towards the woods where the masterminds were hiding.

Meanwhile, the necromancers were in a tight spot.

"What should we do now, Lord He?" One of the hoods asked the leader.