Chapter 479

Yes.

A true prodigy could overpower any era.

Even the future.

At this moment.

Even Africa's proud and arrogant prodigy had realized this.

Only Karg was left somewhat dumbfounded.

He was, after all, a warrior.

Work hard, and one could grow stronger.

It was difficult for him to understand this kind of despair among wizards. Surpassing an era by thousands of years? That had already exceeded his understanding of what a "genius" was as a warrior.

"Th-then... is he still human?" Karg could not help asking. Behind that question lay a fundamental doubt regarding the very nature of Ian Prince's "existence."

Saruman remained silent for a long time.

He looked at that excessively young figure in the distance, who nevertheless seemed to grasp part of the universe's truths. At last, with some hesitation, he answered in an almost dreamlike murmur.

"Perhaps... when we speak of legends, we are no longer speaking of humans."

Saruman spoke faintly. "Deep within the Raven Ruins, I once saw some vague records on an ancient stone slab that was nearly shattered..."

"It mentioned that, in some long-lost era, there had been powerful wizards who could walk among the stars, wield laws as weapons, and even... hunt beings that mortals worshiped as gods. At the time, I thought it was merely the arrogant fantasy of ancient people, or an exaggeration from mythology..."

His voice grew lower and lower, filled with self-doubt and the shock of having his understanding overturned. "But now... seeing him... I suddenly don't dare be so sure."

Perhaps it was the ripple of thought in Saruman's mental link.

Or perhaps the particular words "Raven Ruins" had stirred some imperceptible thread of causality.

Or perhaps it was merely a coincidence.

At the very moment Saruman softly spoke the words "Raven Ruins," Ian Prince, who