And then, personally kill everything within sight.
As long as you personally eradicate all of the Esoteric and Orthodox Churches, you could consider the Dawn Ceremony complete.
But this is the worst-case scenario, Cersei wasn't willing to do this, or rather, she had to endure not doing it, because this was being broadcast live.
Cersei slightly lowered her gaze, a hint of madness twinkling in her pure white pupils. After checking once again to ensure that there were no oversights and everything was foolproof, she gently closed her eyes. The upcoming process was crucial; she had to let go of all thoughts, converge her entire soul, and fully immerse herself in the ceremony.
Forcibly compressing the six-hour Dawn Ceremony into three was by no means an easy task.
She couldn't afford to get distracted, or else the ceremony would fail, the Holy Light would backlash and annihilate everything, and the altar would explode.
Clear the mind...