Thrusted into a world ruled by women - Chapter 219: Touching land

Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!

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.
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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.
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Emperor Yuanwu ‘Zhou Di’ is muddle-headed and tyrannical. In his pursuit of the ‘Undying Immortal Dao’ for longevity, he has caused the Court to become corrupt and common people to struggle.Xu Qing transmigrated here, becoming an ordinary beggar in a remote border town. Abandoned at birth for being simple-minded, he was fortunately saved by the old beggar Nine Fingers and lived to the age of sixteen.In such a chaotic world, as an ordinary mortal, Xu Qing found it difficult to survive. Fortunately, he possessed the Treasure ‘Encyclopedia of All Things’, which can record and strengthen all things in the world.【Baji Fist Level 1: 0/10 (This is a powerful and vigorous short-range fist technique. Its movements are swift and unadorned, and its power generation is extremely fierce, channeled to the fingertips.)】【Baji Fist LVMAX: MAX/MAX (Contains the Mystical Techniques of the Fist Dao. Fists and palms reach the eight extremes. A single punch can make the heavens and earth boom.)【Iron Sword Level 1: 0/5 (This is an ordinary iron sword forged by a common blacksmith.)】【Iron Sword LVMAX: MAX/MAX (Contains the Sword Dao Mysteries. The sword can sever all things. A single strike can make the world fall.)】

As a princess that could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne gets kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realizes that she’s in over her head.

She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent.

King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North.

Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring.

No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne.

However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be.

In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough.

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“Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.”

“Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?”

“Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.”

“Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers.

There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once.

Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles.

“I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out.

“Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.”

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