NOVEL Weapon seller in the world of magic Chapter 631: The Anti-matter missile

Weapon seller in the world of magic

Chapter 631: The Anti-matter missile
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The message did not go unnoticed. This time, it was taken more seriously by the Demon Cat Empress.

Over the next few days, the Feline Empire's General—Ezarith Blackclaw—descended upon Weligar in a storm of rage, his golden eyes burning with a thirst for vengeance.

The Esyr were not just defeated this time. They were exterminated. Their strongholds were reduced to rubble, their people slaughtered or driven off-world as refugees, their entire existence on Weligar wiped away within days.

And yet, General Blackclaw did not leave. He didn't return.

He and his troops continued to stay there. General Blackclaw was appointed as the Governor of Weligar.

Sky Pavilion Sect, headquarters;

In the throne hall, one who looked like a ten-year-old kid was seen sitting on the throne, with grand elders and elders gathered before him. The weakest of those elders was a peak-stage immortal (11-circle), and the strongest was in the peak stage of the God realm (13-circle). Yet, they all were bowing before this kid.

Well, in fact, he is a kid, but at the same time, he is also a thirty-thousand-year-old monster in the body of a kid. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m

Biologically, he was only 11 years old, but his identity was little special.

Lu Sheng was the founder of the Sky Pavilion Sect, a peak-stage True God realm powerhouse that dominated the lands, but when he failed the breakthrough and died, he used a technique to sacrifice an entire realm and revert his age.

As a result, he is now an 11-year-old who possesses the cultivation of the peak stage of the God realm.

"So, what if Weligar is taken away?" Lu Sheng spoke lazily, his legs were over the armrest.

"Pavilion Master, Weligar is an important source of adamantine. Losing it is the same as giving weapons to the enemies." Grand Elder Xi spoke, stroking his beard.

Lu Sheng blinked in surprise. "Hmm?"

He looked at the elders and asked, "Then, who is willing to go there and claim it for us?"

One of the four grand elders spoke. "Ezarith Blackclaw is one of the most powerful generals of that Demon Cat Empress. Not only is he at the peak stage of the Sky realm (13-circle/God realm), but he is also a great formation master. Unless there is a Heaven realm expert (14-circle/True God), it will be very difficult to defeat him and his forces. Out of us all, only Grand Elder Zhi is capable of it. After all, she has even faced the Cat Demon Princess on the battlefield."

Zhi Yan's face darkened by the suggestion. "Grand Elder Yan, while I can certainly win against Ezarith, sending me to the battlefield to take out a mere general is the same as announcing that we don't have any warriors left in our sect. It will cause huge damage to our sect's reputation." Taking a brief pause, she further added. "And saying that I'm the only one that can stop him is the same as admitting that we are weaker than the Feline Empire. Are you trying to undermine our Pavilion Master's strength, Grand Leader Yan?"

"Uhh…" Grand Elder Yan felt a disturbing gaze from their Lord, and he went into damage control quickly. "Of course not. Unless the Cat Demon Empress herself is taking the action, Pavilion Master won't have to take action. So, I kept him out of this matter naturally. Anyways, don't sidetrack the issue, Grand Elder Zhi. Are you willing to go or not?"

Zhi Yan furrowed her brows but crossed her arms as she leaned back and said. "Alright, I will, as long as you directly admit that you and your faction of elders are not capable of accomplishing this task."

"You…" Grand Elder Yan trembled in anger.

The Pavilion Master interrupted in his lazy tone. "Just stop your nonsense squabble. For mere adamantium, I have no intention to break the balance and go on a full-fledged war against that cat. Our sect will not interfere, but I'm assigning both of you to go and claim Weligar. Approach the clan warlords and use them instead. Just tell them that whichever clans participate in this mission, they can share the resources of the land among themselves."

"Uhh…" "Pavilion Master…"

"What… You have a problem following my orders?"

"No" "No"

Finally, the Sky Pavilion Sect took action. And under the attack of clans that answer to the sect, the world continued to be embroiled in the war.

Mark and Lan Xia approached the battlefield once again.

At the center of the desolation stood General Ezarith, his feline form towering, his aura pressing down like a mountain as he was fighting six Saint realm experts.

This time, he didn't approach them. Instead, he landed far away on the hilltop.

Lan Xia landed behind him as usual.

As Mark observed the situation from afar, Lan Xia asked. "Are you going to wait till he becomes weaker, or just observing this time?"

Mark grinned, casting a sidelong glance at her. "Neither. We are going to attack from here."

"From far away?" Lan Xia blinked in surprise. "This one looked like he was in the Sky realm. Even with your artifact, it won't be easy to defeat him, and killing him from afar with a ranged attack is next to impossible, as he could sense the attack before it reaches him."

Mark shrugged. "Then, watch me accomplish that next-to-impossible scenario."

"What are you going to…"

Lan Xia's eyes widened as she saw something materialize beside Mark. It was even more strange than the artifact she saw Mark using so far. It was big and had these large tubes or something, the size of a medium-sized bedroom.

Mark then placed his hand on the control panel of the ballistic missile launcher that was loaded with two missiles in both of its launchers already. This was the prototype and latest invention of Mark's robots that took 50 years to develop (inside that accelerated time zone).

It's a ballistic missile launcher that can launch two types of missiles: One, nuclear. Two, Anti-matter. And right now, one of those launches has a loaded 10-ton antimatter warhead.

As the panel glowed blue, the notification was heard in his head.

*Ding! Master, the system is activated. Please lock onto the targets.

A radar map appeared on the panel screen with a bunch of red dots, blue dots, and black dots.

*Ding! The target is locked.

*Ding! The blast estimated radius: Total destruction zone: ~150-250km radius. Severe Damage zone: ~600-950km radius.

*Ding! Warning: Master is in a total destruction zone.

*Ding! Estimating the damage based on the Master's location from the point of impact.

*Ding! With level-99 Enhanced durability in effect, the host will receive an attack equivalent to 13.4 stats.

"What! Damn…" Mark's face turned ugly all of a sudden, and he hesitated to press the trigger. But then something clicked in his mind, and he spoke in his head. "Wait… gravity pulls the explosion to the impact point. If I increase the gravitational field by 100 times? Calculate the estimated range, Ark."

After a moment of silence. Ark replied.

*Ding! Master will be in the Severe Damage Zone. With enhanced durability in effect, Master will not be harmed. But the missile launcher will be destroyed. If the nuclear warhead is not launched, the chances of radiation leakage are high.

"Then, I just need to increase more gravity." Mark's grin widened.

"What's with this guy… one moment he smiles. One moment he gets serious…" As Lan Xia wondered, Mark then spoke. "Lan Xia, get ready to witness the spectacle."

"Hmm?"

"Gravity Dome, 300 times."

However, in the next second, she fell to her knees as invisible pressure pulled her to the ground.

It wasn't just her. Suddenly, the entire battlefield paused as beasts and cultivators from either side fell to their knees, save for the Beast Commander and other Saint realm experts.

"Now, go…"

He launched the missile.

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