Chapter 643 - Greya’s Trouble
The art of Sorcery Array fell into the category of Illusions and was considered as a relatively powerful art. Those who wished to learn this skill had to be talented in both alchemy and magic arrays. This requirement alone had discouraged over 99% of all apprentices from attempting it.
In recent history, there were very few Illusionist apprentices in this region, which meant Sorcery Array users were very scarce.
But at the same time, those who did succeed in studying this art could easily benefit greatly.
Under the art of Illusion, there were two categories that were said to be able to create “world illusions”—the arts of Mirage and Sorcery Array.
A “world illusion” referred to certain illusions that contained a complete world inside. According to records, users of Mirage and Sorcery Array were the only ones who could do so.
However, a “world illusion” was not necessarily powerful. What it could achieve still depended on its user and how they applied it. In the right conditions, other types of illusions could easily surpass world illusions.
There were many wizards who considered the area of effect of illusions to be more important than their power. And when it came to the size an illusion could affect, world illusions were usually second to none.
Angor was not a complete stranger to this art. The “Field of Fire” he once learned was a Sorcery Array cantrip, used for harming foes in a large area.
She suddenly botched one of the symbols, rendering all the other calculations useless.
She rubbed her forehead and moaned impatiently, then tossed the crumpled paper into a dustbin.
“Geez…” She moved to her window and tried to calm her spirit by watching the tranquil lake outside.
But it didn’t work.
There were just so many things to worry about recently.
Although she did not show it, she was VERY frustrated after the incident in Sleepless City proved to her that she was weak. And this had put her in a dangerous situation in this world.
The other soul in her body, which was supposed to be the “rightful owner” of her current body, was beginning to wake up without Felicia’s magic wine. When that happened, the body would prevent Greya’s consciousness from showing up freely, which further added to her risk.
And there were workers of her restaurant who were either captured or on the run out there somewhere.
Compared to everything, her biggest concern was to retrieve her old body as fast as she could. She felt uneasier by the day since Sunders had not sent her any messages for a long time.
She sighed and glanced at the dustbin, which was full of discarded papers.
Ever since her Artificial Life spell helped her gain the title of a truth-finder, she never made much progress and never created any new spells successfully.
This was as big a problem as losing her body.
Her body guaranteed the foundation of her strength at the present, while new spells meant her future. There was no way she could stay calm when both her present and her future were obstructed.