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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 (End)

Beverly Inn, Danver City, Crownveil Dukedom.

This inn was the place where Thompson's party members were currently waiting for his and Steven's return, and also the place where they stayed themselves in.

Even though the County they were living in was also in Crownveil Dukedom, it was quite far from where the gathering was taking place.

They couldn't just let Thompson went back and forth to the County they were living in. Therefore, they had to follow Thompson to Danver city, the capital of Crownveil Dukedom.

In one of the rooms that the Knights of Hauler occupied, Sylvia was lying on the bed, while looking at the ceiling emptily.

"Hey, Effie ... Do you think 'he' is really dead?"

The person in question, Effie, turned her head to Sylvia, before massaging her forehead helplessly. She didn't wear her hoodie currently, so her pointy ears were bare for the world to see, signifying her identity as an Elf.