The shelter that Evanny mentioned is located deep underground. The entrance is just an inconspicuous crack between a few huge rocks, but there is a universe underneath.
After passing through a long and twisting fissure tunnel extending deep into the ground, a wide rock hall appeared in everyone's eyes.
The hall is rectangular in shape, and the inner walls of ancient granite are covered with rough and original reliefs. Due to poor air circulation, the environment is filled with a damp and dull smell unique to confined spaces.
Under the soft white light of candlelight, the mica component in the rock shines like stars, and the relief patterns highlight the different shades of light and dark.
What is carved on it seems to be some kind of huge weird creature with a cone-shaped body and tentacles and eyes.
There is a square window on the wall on one side of the hall. Sunlight may have poured in from there countless years ago, but now, only the dull metamorphic granite layers remain.
——This ruins seems to have been originally located on the surface of the earth. After undergoing some violent geological changes, it was buried deeply in the underground rock formations.
Countless years later, latecomers discovered it again from the ground, excavated it and used it as a shelter.
As the old explorer Bergson said, thick strata can greatly weaken the strength of the curse field.
In this hall located hundreds of meters deep underground, Anvis clearly felt that the power of the curse had become significantly weaker.
If in the cursed force field at night on the surface, he could only resist the erosion for half a month at most, then here, he could persist for three months without being alienated.
Igniting the bright blue-white eternal flame in the stone basin on the wall, Evanny snapped her fingers, and the invisible magic effect purified the dirty atmosphere in the room, making it as fresh as the wilderness after the rain.
"Anvis, I need to use secret techniques to transform the undead summons first. The transformation process will take about a few magic hours. You can first prepare the secret ritual of dreaming and the required dream inducement."
"Also, I need some special casting materials as an auxiliary for the transformation ceremony. The required materials are..."
Ice-blue eyes turned to the handsome young man wearing a long cloak beside him, who was sizing up the environment of the hall. Evanny was the first to speak, telling what she wanted to do next and her needs.
"OK."
After hearing the list of materials required by Evani, Anvis nodded.
There’s nothing too special about the materials, they’re all in stock in his rings.
"But Evan, are you really not going to try it first to remove the gender transformation effect caused by the parasitism of fate on you?"
The conversation changed and Anvis expressed concern about Evannie's physical condition.
"I want to do it too, but the current conditions are insufficient."
The girl shook her head.
"Unless the person who casts the spell is eliminated, the ritual of destiny parasitism can only be forcibly lifted through extremely complicated rituals that take a long time. This island is not a good place to lift it."
As she spoke, Evani walked to a corner of the room, set up a magic barrier for partitioning, and with the help of the magic materials provided by Anvis, began to refine the body of the seventh-level heretic cultist whose soul had been erased.
Seeing this, he signaled Qiaomu to stay alert, and Anvis also began to draw the magic circle, preparing to make the 'key' to enter the island dream.
Standing in the huge black triangular ritual circle, Anvis used his spirit to control the specially prepared demonized metal liquid and carefully imprinted the inscriptions one by one.
When everything was over, he took out the black-green pendant obtained from the seventh-level black-robed priest and placed it in an eye-shaped symbol under the triangular ritual circle.
Then, he walked to the concentric circle at the other corner of the triangle and activated the completed magic circle.
The circuit of the magic circle emitted a bright light, and at the same time, Anvis held a bunch of dried Loman herbs in his hand and chanted a specific dreamy incantation with a wonderful tone.
This kind of creeper is a very common magical plant with oval leaves and lavender flowers. It often grows in patches in the Land of Lost Dreams.
Dream mages will collect them back to dry and use them as daily guides to the dream world.
With the power of the ritual circle, the Luoman vanilla in Anvis' hand glowed faintly. The black-green Purple Moon Necklace slowly melts and turns into a slightly purple-tinged black-green metallic liquid, flowing into the dark symbol ravine in the shape of an eye below.
Then, this black and green color slowly flows along the direction of the ritual circuit to the last corner of the triangle.
At the end of the ravine, there is a groove in the shape of a key, surrounded by dense inscriptions.
At the same time, during the flow process, the original black-green color of the metallic liquid gradually faded. An indescribable color that changes like a dream candy, gradually adding to the primary color of the metal.
As the ritual continued, every trace of this shimmering metallic liquid flowed into the trench.
Under the silver light of the surrounding inscriptions, they gradually solidified again, and finally solidified into a small dream key that exuded beautiful purple light.
This is the dream attraction of the island. With specific secret rituals, you can use this to open the door to the dream world.
Waving his hand to take out the formed key, Anvis took out his pocket watch and checked the time.
About three magic hours have passed since the ceremony began.
The barrier in the corner is still in operation, and Evani seems to have not completed the transformation ritual.
After waiting for a while again, until nightfall on the island was about to fall, Evani finally lifted the barrier and walked out.
And walking out immediately behind her was a figure shrouded in a priest's black robe, emitting close to seventh-level magic power fluctuations.
"It seems that it is still a bit weak."
Anvis looked at the figure carefully. In his perception, although it was also very oppressive, the aura of this figure was not as deep and terrifying as the real seventh level.
"Time was too hasty. His original strength could barely reach the seventh level. In addition, due to insufficient conditions, he could only use a simplified version of the transformation ritual, so he could only reach this level."
Evani shook her head helplessly, folding her arms across her chest out of habit, and then quickly letting go of her arms out of habit.
Noticing this detail, Anvis' eyes looked a little strange.
So why did her figure change so much?
The next moment, he changed the subject as if nothing had happened.
"The dream guide has been prepared. If there are no problems, we will be ready to set off immediately."
"Also, Evan, do you know anything about the environment of the island dream world?"
Evanie nodded.
"I have briefly explored the dream world of this island. After entering the dream world of the island, I can serve as your guide."
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