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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

The True Beginning (11)

Boom!

The head of one of the Demons that dare to come at Basil was blown away. With his Qi infused hand, he had punched through its head. Needless to say, there was not a single Low Class Demon could stand a punch from him.

Of course, Basil's fearsomeness had nothing to do with the Demons' courage at all. As the word goes, "He, who thinketh less, hath more bravery," the horde of unintelligent creatures had nothing to fear.

They were born as a natural fighter; they had to struggle ever since they were birthed. Such creatures don't see death as something they need to be afraid of—death always accompanies their step—they are used to it.

The main reason of all this is, of course, their lack of intelligence. They valued themselves too much, they forgot there is always a bigger fish in the ocean.

Their stupidly prideful nature worsen the situation even more. In the end, they are no different than a pawn, a sacrifice, people who held no value over their life.