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The Lord Is Too Overbearing

In this world, human are in peril. 72 Obelisks suddenly appeared out of nowhere, infecting the world with Monsters. Amongst this chaos, people look for hope. A man named Basil Pacifer is the humanity's hope. He is the strongest Mage alive at that point. Sadly, he believes in no man, and he always moves alone. ... Basil observes the unfolding scene bitterly. He is aware of his impending doom, however he has no grudge. He has lived long enough to achieve things people can only dream about. Looking back to his past, he realized his life is nothing more than a sad story. Closing his eyes, he accepted his end — or so he thought. ... "Look at me! What do you see?" "Regrets." "Don't you want to undo it?" "Tell me what the offer is." Thus, Basil Pacifer returned to the past, being his younger self once again. Of course, he returned back with something. ... [Ding!] [Guide to Omniscience is successfully merged with The Chosen One] [Analyzing The Chosen One's mental capability...] [Analyzation Complete!] [Result: The Chosen One is retarded] [Initiate Brain Configuration!] No matter how useless the golden finger he received seems, he will reach a higher height than his last life. This time, he will completely erase any regrets he has! --- Disclaimer: I'm too broke to make my own Cover. Therefore, I'm borrowing the masterpiece of AnatoFinnstark from DeviantArt (title: The Cold of Eternity).

Frona_Gorgophone · Fantasy
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490 Chs

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Iliana slightly recoiled in surprise at Basil's tone. Although he had a smile on his face, it didn't convey any pleasant feeling; it looked like a benevolent smile, but Iliana couldn't feel anything from it. Not even her keen sense could read what emotion Basil's Mana was conveying.

"Are you going to stand there all day?" Basil tilted his head.

Iliana calmly looked up at the significantly taller Basil, then shook her head calmly. "No. I was just preoccupied with something." Then, she stepped out of the doorway to allow Basil to move pass through it.

"I am going to clean myself first. You can go ahead, and greet them in the banquet room," Basil said.

"Well, why me?"

"You are our senior, and the Student Council's Vice President; it is your job."

Iliana frowned lightly, then raised her chin. "Aren't you the leader of our group? It should be your job."

"I don't recall I ever accepted such role."