"If nothing unexpected happens after we return, I will be the next leader of the ritual."
Bona congratulated him. "Congratulations on your promotion into the cadre."
However, Robocco did not smile at all. Instead, he sighed helplessly.
It made Bona feel that this promotion was not as enjoyable as he had imagined.
Before Bona could ask, Robocco said, "If possible, I really don't want to get chosen. Did you know that the previous leader of the ritual group was a devout priest before he became the leader?"
"How is that possible?" It was another piece of shocking news. Bona had already forgotten the number of times he had been shocked today.
Priests were people with strong convictions, uprightness, and integrity.
However, in his impression, the head of the ritual group was a crazy person who spoke nonsense all the time.
How would a priest behave like that?
Although he was shocked, Bonner knew that Robocco would not speak nonsense. In this case, there was only one possibility.
"Is this the price for becoming the leader of the ritual?"
"That's right. An increase in Ti is not something that goes without any reaction. As you increase your Ti, you will also become increasingly crazy."
"Everyone in the ritual group was normal at the beginning!"
Clapping his hands, battle aura and magic power surged from Robocco's body into the ritual platform below him.
As the frequency of the two energies matched, Robocco completed the synchronization with the ritual platform.
After this step, Robocco knew that he could no longer turn back. He looked at Bona and said, "Alright, that's all for now. I'll leave you to cover for me. I'm going to start the ritual."
With that, Bona looked at the rats that were struggling with Calhemus.
He held his staff tightly in his hand as he kept a lookout for his surroundings.
Seeing this, Robocco felt slightly relieved. Then, he focused his attention on the ritual.
Before the formal beginning of the ritual, Robocco looked at the three beastfolk sisters he was using as mediums. Thinking of the special nature of the triplets, he suddenly thought of something.
"Maybe I can succeed this time and really see that great deity…"
An irregular and peculiar sound flowed from Robocco's mouth. In the next moment, everyone in the square seemed to have sensed something and looked over.
Bona went on guard immediately. Due to the presence of the rats, he did not dare to use his Necromagic.
He used water magic instead.
The water condensed, and under Bona's control, a barrier enveloped the entire ritual platform.
At the same time, Alia, who was rushing over, suddenly stopped.
Sensing her abnormality, Bernal, who was hugging her neck, looked up at her.
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?"
Alia looked into the depths of the cave before she said, "A summoning, something is calling me? No, it might not be. But I can hear someone calling from the other side."
As the ritual began, Alia felt a strong summoning.
At first, she thought that it was directed at her. However, after some struggle and rejection, she suddenly realized that it might not intend to summon her.
To be precise, the target could be anyone who had heard the summon.
Bernal looked deep into the cave thoughtfully.
"Interesting. I thought that I was only here to investigate, but I didn't expect these people to start another summoning ritual."
"I did not expect them to be able to prepare in such a short time and carry out the ritual again. What kind of organization is this?"
"Kulenna, do you have any ideas?"
After learning the scale of the ritual from Bernal, Kulenna frowned and thought hard.
However, he shook his head soon afterward.
"Young Master Nielson, I do not know anyone who can.
"For the few organizations I know of that can perform such a large-scale ritual, it requires at least a year of preparation.
"Unless this organization had long expected this failure, they had prepared many groups in advance."
"As for such a large-scale organization, I have never seen it before."
"Is that so? Things are becoming more and more interesting in a mysterious organization that even you don't know about."
Bernal smiled with interest, then motioned for Alia to move on.
Calhemus could sense the commotion on the ritual platform. Although he did not know what was happening there, something told him that something bad was about to happen.
Growl!
He did not know how to speak yet as he could only vent the uneasiness in his heart with a furious roar.
The water current responded to his summon and transformed into angry waves that pounced at the two cultists on the ritual platform.
However, the protective shield that Bona had prepared was also made of water. The water current of Calhemus could not even move, much less destroy the shield.
Attacks of the same attributes were ineffective after all.
The rats fighting Calhemus previously rushed towards the ritual platform like they had gone mad.
In the blink of an eye, the pillars under the stage became drowned out by the rats.
"Squeak squeak!"
Compared to Calhemus, the rats were more sensitive.
On the platform, they seemed to witness their deaths.
An inescapable death.
Robocco had locked onto them. In other words, even if they wanted to escape, they could not.
They could not escape anywhere.
It was because of this that the rats attacked even more frantically.
"That's fierce!"
Bona frantically extracted his magic power and injected it into his water barrier to strengthen it.
However, facing the crazy attacks from the rats, the protective shield seemed to be on the verge of collapse as if it was going to break open at any moment.
Bona seemed to have thought of something as he took out a jar with the same design as the one Robocco took out.
Although the design was the same, the contents were completely different.
As if he had made a major decision, Bona threw the jar out violently.
"This is all of my collection. Don't waste my effort, you bastards!"
When the jar broke, resentful voices echoed in the square, suppressing the mice's cries.
It was a jar that sealed countless wraiths. The moment they obtained freedom, they attacked all the creatures that were not dead yet.
Calhemus looked at the strange existence that was surrounding him and pouncing on him.
He tried to attack, but he realized that he could not affect these wraiths no matter what he did.
Yet, every time these vengeful spirits touched him, he would feel a piercing pain.