Consciousness slowly returned.
What ca into view was a do forged of black iron.
Judging by the style, this should be a royal palace?
What a pity, this must be the most rudintary palace I’ve ever seen.
Shiayar slowly opened his eyes.
He was no longer the student who was so poor he barely had a few Rhine gold coins in his pocket, who lived in the St. Roland Academy dorms to save on rent.
The Prince Consort of the Queen of the Empire, the beloved of the White Tower Master.
He had personally experienced many grand and majestic buildings.
The only impression the scene before him imparted was its simplicity.
There was no bright illumination through a magictech array.
The entire Black Iron Palace seed incredibly dim, gloomy, and oppressive.
Only the faint glow of candles at the corners and so ores on the walls emitting a slight luminescence served as the sole sources of light in this somber palace.
Of course, the simplicity of the environnt was secondary...
Shiayar stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
If this were reality, a stream of Amaterasu black flas should have risen before his eyes in response to his snap.
But at this mont, the silent air remained undisturbed.
The unrestricted Authority of the Deities... It has even rewritten the world’s laws directly.
Not just that, but the use of spiritual power has been limited as well.
Shiayar tried a few more tis before finally nodding in understanding.
This was a predicant he had anticipated beforehand, and it was now confird through verification.
Unlike the Deities who remained obscure, the Fourth Epoch was a ti when even Saints and Angels—the Demigods—were extrely rare. They could exert their influence in the mortal world only through their followers.
Based on the books Shiayar had collected over these days, and the intelligence provided by Snakey...
The First Era was an age when true Fabled Creatures road the earth.
Countless aspects of Divinity and the Authority of Fabled Creatures manifested together in the Main Material Plane. They interlaced, influenced, and interfered with one another, even disrupting the world’s original laws.
Of course, as a True God who had lived through the First Era, the rcury Serpent should have had more information to offer. However, when Shiayar inquired in detail, he found that this creature seed to truly rely on being fate’s favorite and had opted to just be an idler. A significant portion of an Era’s ti had been mostly spent in slumber. It had a general understanding of the major events, but when it ca to the detailed intelligence that Shiayar was concerned with, it knew nothing.
Shiayar’s thoughts stirred, and he began to try out the Skills of his Pet Beasts one by one.
Elent-type skills are the most affected... probably because the controllers of the corresponding Elent Authority walk the earth.
Space-type skills co next, likely because the very existence of Fabled Creatures disrupts the stability of space.
I knew these Fabled Creatures were no good; every last one should be taken out and shot.
Shiayar rhythmically tapped the table with his slender forefinger.
In other words, the effectiveness of Silver’s, Crimson’s, and Shiny’s Skills has been greatly limited.
Of course, Crimson’s physical Skills, like Slash, are not limited; after all, such abilities only co from the body’s accumulated training and experience, unrelated to elental laws.
Jayee is not greatly affected; after all, its essence is chanical Life.
But the problem is, Jayee’s body itself doesn’t possess much combat power. Moreover, similar magictech equipnt, like the Black Knight, fundantally relies on magictech arrays and Alchemy Matrixes to operate.
Magictech array operation is also partly affected, but it should be solvable with adjustnts.
Fortunately, in terms of overall combat power, the impact on isn’t too great.
Shiayar’s spirit moved slightly.
The next mont, a silver-white gun condensed and ford in his hand.
This was the advantage of comprehensive developnt.
Ordinary Beastmasters, especially those specialized in one aspect, such as exclusively cultivating fire-type Pet Beasts, would be in trouble.
In this First Era with out-of-control elental laws, they could very well be severely weakened, as if sliced and tossed into the gutter.
What was originally the power of a 6-Ring might now only manifest as that of a 4-Ring.
But all of Shiayar’s Pet Beasts had different focuses, aiming for balanced developnt.
Even if one aspect faced limitations, there were other aspects to compensate.
After all, no matter how tumultuous the elental laws, that couldn’t affect a chanic, right?
After trying everything, Shiayar was just about to get up and walk out of the palace.
But then, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
Hurried footsteps echoed from outside the palace.
The footsteps were heavy, accompanied by the clanging sounds of armor rubbing together.
"Your Highness."
"Your Highness."
An ancient language ca from outside the palace.
It was different from the common tongue passed down in later generations, the ancient Aryan language widely used in the First Era.
Fortunately, Shiayar had made complete preparations in advance for entering the Echo of History from this First Era and had practiced and prepared for many ancient languages.
Even without relying on Jayee’s big data translation function, Shiayar could now use these languages with ease.
It seed that his luck this ti was not too bad.
His identity in the first Echo of History was an orphan adopted by a Duke’s family, and the second ti he was an orphan taken in by the Dawn Church.
This ti, he finally left the starting orphanage and directly began as a prince of a kingdom, right?
Shiayar’s thoughts raced, but his expression remained impassive. He calmly regarded the middle-aged knight in heavy armor who rushed in from outside the palace.
From the knight, Shiayar did not sense the presence of spiritual power or Magic Power.
But, corresponding to that, was the physical strength hidden beneath the knight’s armor.
According to the description before entering the Echo of History, the First Era was before the birth of Wizards and Magic civilization.
As expected, in different world laws and eras, there would also be corresponding power systems.
Shiayar looked at him and calmly asked, "Don’t panic. What happened?"
"Yes, Your Highness." The knight in heavy armor spoke respectfully, sinking to one knee. His armor clanged with the movent. "His Majesty the King has passed away."
Good grief.
Starting as a prince was one thing, but to coincide with the king’s death was another.
What kind of wild start was this?
Shiayar looked at the knight before him and suddenly found him much more agreeable.
So, you’ve co to help ascend to the throne?
He had been working for others in the previous two Echoes of History.
This ti, could he finally turn the tables?
He heard the armored knight hesitate for a mont, then speak again.
"Additionally, according to the pact with the Evil Dragon Totem,"
"It’s ti to present the offerings again."
Offerings?
Shiayar couldn’t help but frown slightly.
He could indeed imagine that in the First Era, before the birth of Wizards and Magic, when True Gods walked the earth, the status of Humans must not have been as stable as in later Eras.
Consider, even in the Fourth Epoch—in the Lost Realm outside human civilization, there still existed Lost Kingdoms where the Lost Kingdom Beast King was supre, and the status of Humans was secondary.
However, upon personally hearing about the existence of offerings, Shiayar still felt a sense of disgust and rejection.
Yet, before Shiayar had a chance to speak,
The next mont.
He heard the knight in front of him continue in a lowered voice.
"Moreover, the offering that the Evil Dragon Totem is demanding this ti—"
"Is none other than you, Your Highness, the kingdom’s only prince."
Shiayar: ?
The story of an evil dragon abducting a princess was sothing he had heard many tis from wandering poets, but since when was there one about abducting a prince?
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