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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

Carrying the vengeance of those who had fallen in the Outbreak so far, the army headed to the Southern Sea Region vigorously. Their hands twitched as their hearts palpitated impatiently.


20 kilometers—it was the remaining distance they needed to cover to reach Goap. It wasn't far; they could reach it in less than twenty minutes. In fact, they could already feel the sickening presence of Goap's Army.


"This bloody battle will be huge," Anthony muttered. Turning his head around, he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Out of the 30 Legions I have created, only twelves are with me? What are the rest of them doing?!"


Carlyle, who was riding his horse beside Anthony, could only pull his helmet slightly down, and said nothing. He was just as curious as Anthony about that, so he didn't want to placate Anthony.


A Haunting Music (2)