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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 · Fantaisie
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After Years (End)

"Yang Tian Long, I am here to make a debt."

After Basil said his piece, the place turned silent again. Even Diana, who had stood up in surprise at Basil's appearance, didn't dare to make a noise due to the intensity of the staring contest Basil had with Yang Tian Long.

Mei Qi felt that things might go awry, so she stepped forward, hoping that she could diffuse the situation. "Stay there, Mei-er. I didn't meddle in your affair, so let this old man manage his own," this, however, stopped her entirely.

Looking at the other end of the hall, Tian Long continued, "Show me yourself if you are not planning to do something hostile."

No answer came out, however, the person he had detected did enter the hall. He pulled down his hood, revealing an androgynous face of a fair-skinned, black-haired young male; he was none other than Xiu Li. He curled his left hand, clasped it with his right and then bowed lightly as he said his greetings.

"Xiu Li pays respect to Great Daoist Yang Tian Long."