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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 https://www.patreon.com/snowstar

Snowstar · Eastern
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Revealing the truth? (part-3)

The store was closed and all the customers were kicked out but none of them dared to leave the street. Instead, they gathered at the Genesis Training grounds and watched Mark as he was demonstrating how to use Chimera SGM.

It's because Queen Consort just asked them in a polite tone as she cannot afford to wait two hours. Although her tone was polite, everyone immediately understood that it was an order and no one had the courage to ignore her words.

In the end, they just followed them into the training grounds named after the store.

*Brrrrrrrrttttttttt*

All it needs is a mere 8 seconds to launch 100 rounds with each one powerful enough to take out a peak-3-circle realm. Anyone below 6-circle would have been sent to the brink of death if he/she were bombarded with 100 of such tungsten bullets

But for now, the only things that were destroyed were the thirty vases made of mud.