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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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The Crown Prince's conspiracy against Mark (part-1)

Lin Mansion, Imperial City;

Allen was seriously sparring with Lin Xue, who was covered by sparks of lightning. As the former upgraded a rank, his strength increased. So, a four-circle realm swordmaster like Lin Xue couldn't defeat him but she was also managing on her own through the newfound power of lightning, not only making her movements fast but even her attack was also as strong as a peak-stage 4-circle realm expert.

Allen and Lin Xue's swords clashed for the umpteenth time. Allen suddenly kicked the ground and leaped back, exiting the dueling platform. "Lady Lin, the sparring hours are over, I need to get back to the store."

As he turned around and walk away, Lin Xue took out her pocket watch again, "11:18. Exactly 3 hours. Just how punctual is this guy."

She couldn't help but stare at his back until he disappeared from her sight.