Ritual Of Life!

Walking over to a corner of the room, Harry's eyes landed on a large stone table, covered in runes glowing with dark, black blood.

This was no ordinary table, it was part of the 'Ritual of Life', an ancient and mysterious rite he had once encountered in the fighter's world. It was a ritual designed to connect to an unknown god, one that could transform ordinary life into pure vitality.

While the ritual's effects were extraordinary, the materials required for it were deceptively simple. They only needed to be strong enough to withstand the energy of the runes during the ritual.

But despite its simplicity, Harry had failed multiple times after returning to the Dawn World. His materials had never been strong enough to endure the power of the runes, causing them to crack and fail every time. Eventually, he gave up on the idea entirely.

That is, until recently, when he watched Sean working with the corpse beasts.

'Could this be the answer?' Harry thought, his mind racing.