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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!

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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).

The Lord Is Too Overbearing

As the Knights of Hauler, along with Basil's family they escorted and the ten Shadows following closely behind them, were just 15 meters away from reaching Familia Hotel, they were greeted by three Minotaur Warriors and a row of Middle Class Demons.


They had been wondering about why they didn't encounter any Demon on their way to the hotel, but now that they had got the answer to their question, they couldn't help gulping dryly.


Putting aside their intimidating appearance, the aura the group of Demons were exuding was terrifying enough to cause the Green Core Knights having goosebumps. 


If not for the fact that all of the Knights were, at least, on the Yellow Core Knights, all of them would have crumbled under the pressure.


"What are we going to do now?" Sylvia whispered softly to Thompson. "I don't believe that my distraction will work in this situation, so we need to think of a way to face them."


Joining The Fray (5)