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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

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Shang Wei gets abducted

The next day at dawn, surrounded by a unit of twenty elite knights and a General of the Imperial army of Leon, Shang Wei left the palace in a grand manner as if he was announcing to the world that a high-profile target is sitting inside the horse carriage.

Except for the Emperor and his trusted aides who knew the truth of the fire seed, no one in Leon Empire is that thrilled to have Shang Wei at the imperial palace, as in their eyes, he is just a 4-circle realm mage and the third prince with no real power at Phoenix Empire too.

Hence, when he left the palace with such heavy security, the imperial family members only looked down on him further and were rather happy that this leech was gone. As for the emperor's favorite granddaughter, she doesn't care.

The day went on for the rest of the people as usual.

Roughly four hours after his departure;