Chapter 36 Ceremony
On the fourth day after landing on the Island of the Dead, the dwarves began their third day of experiments at noon.

After two and a half days of experiments, the dwarfs completed their experimental goals ahead of schedule.

As the dwarves disassembled the mechanical device and loaded it onto the trailer.

"You really don't need us to wait for you?"

Siqi stood beside Roland and asked.

"Thank you, but it's not necessary. Purification takes a long time, and I have my own way to leave."

Roland smiled slightly and politely rejected Siqi's kindness.

"I see. Then, we'll leave first. Oh, by the way, this is my call number. I hope we can have another chance to cooperate in the future."

Siqi nodded slightly, with no intention of asking further questions. After handing a piece of paper to Roland, he turned around and directed the dwarves to move the things away.

Roland looked at the piece of paper in his hand, memorized the number on it, and then put the paper into his space ring.

This is one of the functions open to the public by the Spellcaster Association, remote communication.

Although this kind of communication was very limited in Roland's opinion, it could only be used within their respective spellcaster associations. It was expensive and complicated to use. It cost one gold coin to send a message, and it could not exceed one hundred words.

The effect is almost the same as QQ with a castrated chat function, which can only transmit text messages.

Moreover, because it goes through the association, when delivering some important messages, encrypted codes have to be used, which is very inconvenient.

However, in this medieval world, this means of communication is already quite advanced.

Of course, this kind of thing that can be made public will not be very advanced if it is kept within the Spellcaster Association.

According to Roland's memories from his previous life, the Spellcaster Association now has something similar to a mobile phone, which allows for remote communication at any time and allows access to some high-end communication channels similar to forums.

Because the cost is too high and the technology is not very perfect, it currently only supports mid- and high-level extraordinary people to purchase and use it.

When Roland is promoted to the fourth ring, he can register to buy one.

After spending another half an hour dismantling and moving everything, the dwarf team left directly along the road they had previously opened up.

Roland naturally followed them and carried out his commissioned mission to help them disperse the approaching undead. As for Hela, although Roland did not ask her to do so, she immediately abandoned her undead slaves and followed Roland.

A few hours later.

Standing on the beach of the Island of the Dead, Roland and Hela watched the dwarf warship move away and disappear from their sight.

Then Roland turned around and said.

"Okay, now it's time to do our job."

"Ah."

Hela nodded and followed Roland back into the core area of ​​the Island of the Dead.

In the center of the island, a large number of undead creatures have filled almost every corner.

After the dwarf left, the undead controlled by Roland moved all the extraordinary materials collected in the past three days here.

After calculating the amount of materials needed for the ritual, Roland controlled the undead to divide the extraordinary materials into two piles. Then, with a wave of his hand, he collected the smaller pile.

“Okay, Hela, continue practicing. If you have any questions later, come and ask me after I have finished preparing for the ritual.”

Roland instructed Hela while directing the undead creatures to move the extraordinary materials to the surrounding areas.

"Can I help?"

Hela looked at the actions of the undead creatures and asked curiously.

“This ceremony is quite complicated.”

Roland shook his head and rejected Hela's proposal. He paused, realizing that he seemed a little too direct, and said comfortingly.

"Rituals are not the main knowledge that extraordinary people learn. Compared with other extraordinary people, you are already very good."

Hela blinked and said nothing. She quietly took the ring of undead she assembled to a corner and continued to study necromancy.

it should be no problem?

Looking at the quiet Hela, Roland thought silently.

He shook his head, cleared the messy thoughts in his head, and walked towards the group of undead in front.

The ritual of creating a magical pet using the special supernatural phenomena of the Island of the Dead is quite complicated. With Roland's current level of the second ring, it is not easy to complete this ritual.

He had to concentrate and devote himself to the ritual, otherwise he would most likely fail.

Taking into account the materials previously stored in the space ring, he only has two chances at most.

In the next few days, Roland began to devote himself to the preparations for the ceremony.

He first spent half a day renovating the core area and clearing out an open space to serve as the core of the ceremony.

After clearing the space, Roland manipulated the seven-headed undead into a ring and spent seven days to complete the arrangement of the core of the ritual, stroke by stroke.

After completing the layout of the core, Roland spent a day conducting a detailed inspection of the entire ritual core to ensure that there were no problems with the most important core construction.

After ensuring the core was correct, Roland began the work of connecting the core to the nodes.

Although the connection work is a little simpler, the workload is indeed quite huge.

Even though there were a large number of undead creatures to command, it took Roland another three days to complete the connection work.

Finally, Roland spent another three days examining the entire ceremony in all aspects.

Standing in front of the core of the ceremony, Roland looked at the ceremony that took him nearly fifteen days and breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally it's done.

"Is the ceremony ready?"

Hela walked to Roland's side, looked at the complicated ceremony in front of her, and asked.

The pure gray undead she created was standing silently beside her. Compared to it fifteen days ago, its aura was now more concealed and steady. The scattered aura was completely restrained, and it was almost one step away from the second ring.

If Hela hadn't broken through the second ring yet, it would have been promoted long ago.

"Ah."

Roland nodded. He pulled Hela to the other side, in front of an independent ceremony superimposed on top, pointed at it, and spoke.

"See? This is it. Put your magic power into it."

Hela nodded, and without asking Roland what he wanted to do, she stretched out her hand and injected the magic power in her body into the ceremony in front of her.

The magic power in Hela's body was dissipating at an alarming rate. In less than a minute, more than four-fifths of the magic power in her body was absorbed.

After so much magic power was suddenly sucked away, Hela's face turned pale.

Even though so much magic power had been absorbed, the ritual before him showed no sign of stopping.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Where's the magic pool I gave you? Use it."

Looking at Hela who was so foolish as to not use any external objects to restore her magic power, Roland reminded her helplessly.

(End of this chapter)