Martial Cultivator - Chapter 398.2: Goodbye, Great Liang - Part 2

Layland Kleinhaus (17) suffers from hypogonadism that makes him less “manly” on top of having a girly face. He is bullied because of it, but he always remains strong ... At least, until he can't bear the betrayals and sufferings anymore.

Filled with rage, indignation, and the lust for blood, he decided to end the life of his tormentors along with the bystanders before taking his own life.

Alas, in the middle of his deed, a mysterious being intervenes the act by summoning him and the rest of the bastards he is killing to another world. He curses his bad luck for not being able to fulfill his revenge because of it, but much to his surprise, there is something much better than having his revenge waiting for him.

“Layland... Be a Demon King.”

Thus, his journey of becoming the unparalleled Demon King begins.

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Those who know me are already in the know of my “condition”—minor dyslexia. So, if you find any misspell or 'wtf does this even mean' words, I hope you can pardon me from the insult, and notify me instead.

A golden parachute came my way when I was just an unknown actor. A massive one, big enough to cover all of South Korea.“Are you asking me to act as your boyfriend?”“If possible, even as a husband.”“Are you kidding me right now…”“I just transferred ten million won to your account. That should be enough to trust me, right?”“…Ma’am!”If I can just keep acting. I’d gladly sell even my soul.

He holds a god-level sign-in system in his hand, punches the goose factory, and steps on the pig factory. Do you think there is no good game?
First feed you two mouthfuls of tainted milk powder, and then send you the legend of the dragon and the Hearthstone gold cartoon for free.
What? Still not satisfied? League of Kings out-of-print skin, give away!
Satisfied? Tch, this is just the beginning…

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“Dear, it's time for your medicine!”The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!