Chapter 230 - Prelude to Elimination
Copying such a complicated mess would be really difficult. From the size of the projection, Angor could tell that it was used on medium to small sized items.
Drawing a rune on a small item such as a golden bolt required Angor to shrink the rune according to equal proportion. A full-sized “Prelude to Elimination” already looked like an ink puddle. Any smaller, and no human eyes or pens would be useful to work on it.
However, that was not a problem for now. First, Angor needed to draw “Prelude to Elimination”.
Instead of doing it right away, Angor picked up Enchantment Cyclopaedia: Advanced and kept reading.
Despite its complicated pattern, the outcome of the magic array was quite simple: when triggered, the enchantment would release a low-frequency sound wave which would then disrupt the already chaotic energy inside undead creatures to eliminate them.
Angor remembered reading about something called “infrasonic sound” before. It defined sound with a frequency of below 20Hz. Such sound had longer wavelengths, which made it persist longer in travel mediums.
He took a guess that “Prelude to Elimination” could create something that resonated with undead energy and it could cause an imbalance, thus destroying undead beings.
But another problem soon appeared. He could draw a complete array alright. However, it only existed on a piece of paper.
Applying a functional enchantment to something asked for a stable and continuous mana output. Drawing the picture alone would take him two days. Suppose Angor could stay focused for that long, could he store enough mana for it?
He could try getting better at drawing the array, but his best speed would still cost him a full day.
Angor did a brief calculation and realized that he could maintain a stable mana flow into his enchantment for… half a day, at best.
Where could he find the extra mana? Also, he had to keep Thaw and Hand of Spell running in the whole process, which would consume more mana.
Before finding a solution, his plan had to be put on hold.
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After keeping himself shut in his house for a week, Angor came to Prome’s Alchemy Shop again.
He chose a time when there were fewer customers in the market. Upon arriving, he saw Dave cleaning the surface of a chopping blade with a wild design by using some kind of green liquid.
The blade possessed a look that could not be found anywhere in the wizarding world.
A Chinese kitchen knife.
Angor had placed most of his alchemy creations in the shop so Dave could help him sell them. The kitchen knife was his second creation when he tried to make a one-piece item. Aside from its above-average sharpness, the knife did not have any special traits.
Dave applied his green liquid to the entire blade before he noticed someone had come.
“Angor?” Dave put the knife aside. “Finally. Master Prome’s been waiting for you in the shop the past few days, but he left yesterday evening.”
Angor felt a bit sorry upon hearing this. He had been focusing on his training and was not expecting that Prome waited for his answer so diligently.
“I… had too much information to check. Ahem! But I finally found a clue,” said Angor as he coughed and pretended that he was tired from his research.