Chapter 409: Eight Palaces Bewildering Formation

"You're making an array?" The moment Nash Johnston said it, Tristan Wokey's pupils flared wide. Tristan was one of the Spell Practitioners. Of course he understood what it meant to set up an array. But a powerhouse like Nash, forming seals in empty air and forging an array on the spot? Tristan had never seen anything like it in his life. He stared at Nash in a daze, rooted behind him. Nash pinched out an array hand sign and pointed toward the east. Two more spell seals followed in quick succession....