The Faith of Ron!

"Damn it, 50,000 gold coins!"

Link was at a loss for words. Although he had harbored some suspicions in his heart, hearing this news from the Great Eye Demon still left him feeling utterly bewildered.

"If what you say is true, then every time we build a new 'Sanctuary of the Dead,' the cost is ten times that of the previous one. Does that mean the highest-level 'Sanctuary of the Dead' in the realm of the undead—the 'Supreme Necropolis'—would require a staggering five hundred million gold coins to construct?" Link asked, probing for more information.

"No, Master."

The Great Eye Demon shook his head, smiling as he replied, "The 'Slaughterhouse' is the last 'Sanctuary of the Dead' in our realm that can be built solely with gold coins. Beyond that, to construct higher-level 'Sanctuaries of the Dead,' the required resources will no longer be gold!"

"What will they be?" Link frowned, inquiring further.

"Ah, Master, don't be so impatient; you'll find out in due time," the Great Eye Demon teased, deliberately withholding a direct answer, his expression enigmatic.

"Fine!" Link sighed upon hearing this, deciding not to press further, knowing that even if he did, the Great Eye Demon would likely remain tight-lipped.

"I'll head out now and ensure Ron gains some strength, so he won't be buzzing in my ear all day!"

With that, Link left the realm of the undead without hesitation.

Upon returning to his body, Link had just opened his eyes when he was startled by a face that was barely three inches away from him—a "foolish face" that nearly made him jump!

"Holy crap! Ron, what the hell are you doing?"

Link's face paled in shock, and he nearly tumbled backward several meters in a panic!

"Master, you're finally awake! Hehe, Master…"

Ron rubbed his hands together excitedly, seemingly oblivious to Link's distress, as he leaned in closer with a grin!

"Get back! Stand right there and don't come any closer!" Link shouted.

"Uh…"

Ron looked confused but complied, stopping in his tracks and cautiously asking, "Master, you promised me before that you would teach me 'Summoning Arts' once you woke up. You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

"Oh, so that's what you meant!"

Link relaxed a bit upon hearing this and waved his hand, saying, "Of course, I won't go back on my word. I've always kept my promises!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started!" Ron exclaimed, nearly bursting with excitement, dancing in place!

"Hmm…"

Link pondered for a moment before asking, "Ron, do you believe in me?"

"Of course I do!" Ron replied without a second thought.

"Then you're willing to do whatever I ask?" Link pressed on.

"As long as it grants me power, I'd even be willing to offer my body!" Ron shouted.

"Get out of here!"

Link was left speechless, seriously questioning Ron's orientation at this point!

"I don't want your body; I only want your faith!" Link said, feeling utterly exasperated.

"Faith?" Ron raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly!"

Link nodded, recalling the method the Great Eye Demon had taught him. He looked at Ron and instructed, "First, you must worship me and regard me as a deity, becoming my follower and praying earnestly!"

"That's no problem at all!"

Ron nodded eagerly but then asked, somewhat puzzled, "But Master, how should I address you?"

"What title?" Link was taken aback.

"Master, if you want me to treat you as a god, then you should at least have a name, right? Should I just call you 'Lord Link the Great'?" Ron tilted his head, pondering.

"Uh… that's a good point!" Link nodded in agreement.

Through the memories he had fused with, he knew that the Roland Continent was a land filled with deities and faith!

For instance, in the Radiant Empire where he currently resided, most commoners worshipped the "God of Light," firmly believing that the "God of Light" would bring them the blessings of illumination!

Similarly, mages worshipped numerous "Elemental Gods" based on their magical attributes, each with their own beliefs!

Warriors, too, mostly revered the "God of War," who wielded the power of battle, as they believed the fighting spirit forged within them was a gift from the "God of War"!

And summoners worshipped the "God of Beasts," who ruled over the realm of all creatures!

But he was merely a transmigrator; even if he possessed a realm of the undead within him, he was no deity!

With this thought, Link felt a headache coming on, unsure how to respond to Ron's question!

Just then, a voice echoed in his mind—the voice of the Great Eye Demon!

"God of Darkness, God of Death, God of Plague, God of the Undead!"