Rise of the Undead Legion - Chapter 492 - End of an Era

[CAUTION][+18 MATURE NOVEL][STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT]Leonardo is bullied by everyone in his class, boys and girls alike.Everyone knows he’s obsessed with MILFs, and they torment him for it.No one lifts a finger to help him.One day, a message appears:[Congratulations, Leonardo, you’ve been selected to participate in a System.]What?[You have 1 minute to make a decision regarding the NTR Demon System.][Your participation depends on your approval.][If you accept, you will gain special abilities to subdue your enemies and humiliate them publicly.][Your life will never be the same.]Leonardo accepts and embarks on a revenge journey fueled by NTR.Now that he has the System, none of those who made him suffer will be left untouched.

The world is big, but I am the only one who is orthodox.Sweeping the world's immortal sects with the power of the Celestial Dynasty.A strong man who practiced the 'Way of the Emperor' came to a world full of immortal sects, and a secular dynasty that was despised by the practitioners gradually came to be on an equal footing with all the top immortal sects.The law of the dynasty is that everything in the world is the king's land, and the shores of the land are the king's ministers! There is only one orthodoxy in the world, and all immortal sects are illegal organizations!

The general of the demon world possessed the body of a third-rate small time celebrity. This was the story of him coming over, determined to make preparations for the demon world’s invasion of the human world, but accidentally got mixed in with the entertainment circle instead.

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.