He found what he was looking for.
Rod didn’t forget to quickly offer a sacrifice to destroy the evidence.
Feeling the slight increase in power within his body, Rod’s eyes were filled with disdain.
This guy was truly a waste.
Looking at the two things in his hands, Rod first opened the mysterious book.
Something he carried with him so carefully should not be an ordinary book.
He flipped through a few pages.
Rod was surprised to find that it was a book of spells that recorded all sorts of magic.
If he wasn’t mistaken, this should be something left behind by the murdered witch.
Looking at the thickness of the book, it should have at least a hundred spells recorded on it.
However, after flipping through it, Rod was somewhat disappointed.
Most of the spells recorded in this book were just ordinary tricks.
Things like Mage Hand, which used magic to condense into an invisible hand and grab things from afar.
Furthermore, it could only move very light objects.
Light, which could create a dazzling ball of light to dispel the darkness around it.
It had no offensive power.
Unlock, which could open any type of door lock.
The book was mostly filled with these useless garbage spells.
Of course, there were also spells with practical use.
For example, the Reveal Spell, which could reveal evil spirits and traces.
Holy Light, which specifically countered evil spirits.
After figuring out the contents of the book, Rod directly offered a sacrifice.
Instantly, all the magic knowledge recorded in the book was engraved in his mind.
Casting magic requires mana, and mana exists in every corner of the world.
To become a wizard, the first and most important thing is to have enough spiritual power.
Only with enough spiritual power can one perfectly control the wild mana contained in all things in the world.
This was not a problem for him.
He had sacrificed so many werewolves, a witch, and an evil spirit.
After sacrificing so many souls, his spiritual power had long reached a terrifying level.
Most ordinary wizards were no match for him in terms of spiritual power.
He just didn’t know how to use this power.
Now that he had mastered the knowledge in the book, he would naturally slowly master how to use his spiritual power.
Mastering the power of magic was just a matter of time.
“These spells should be able to deal with the cursed spirits.”
But to kill the evil source beneath the villa, it was probably a bit of a problem.
No rush anyway.
Rod shook his head and took out the tinderbox.
He gently rubbed it.
A white dog appeared out of thin air, its eyes the size of teacups, and its size about that of a large dog.
Looking at those dark and lively eyes, this dog clearly had considerable intelligence.
If we followed the fairy tale plot, this tinderbox could summon three dogs in total.
They corresponded to the three treasure chests of the copper treasury, the silver treasury, and the gold treasury.
This dog was the guardian of the copper treasure chest and the weakest one.
As for the guardian of the gold treasure chest, it was a dog with two eyes as big as lighthouses.
After using the tinderbox to summon these three monsters, they would completely obey the commands of the owner of the tinderbox.
This was interesting.
Rod stroked his chin.
Three treasuries, three powerful guardians, existing for an unknown number of years.
If it was just guarding three treasuries, was there a need for such a grand scheme?
Not to mention, just this tinderbox that could freely summon the guardians of the treasuries, its value would be no less than a mountain of copper coins.
His intuition told him that there was probably a secret hidden here that no one knew.
After all, why did a powerful witch risk being seriously injured to find this tinderbox?
Just for those gold coins?
Rod shook his head.
While gold coins were precious, ordinary money held no temptation for such powerful witches.
Like him now, he had many ways to get enough money to last a lifetime.
Why take risks?
Thinking about this, Rod looked at the white dog in front of him.
“Take me to the location of the treasury.”
The white dog rolled its eyes, as if it understood his words.
It turned around and ran directly out of town.
Rod flipped onto his warhorse and followed closely behind the white dog.
After galloping for nearly half an hour, a withered tree came into view.
The white dog came to the tree and leaped directly into the air, disappearing.
Rod took out his whistle and blew it lightly, and the dark warhorse slowly disappeared into the black mist.
He walked to the tree and circled it.
Among the weeds next to the tree roots, he finally found a tree hole that could accommodate one person.
Rod leaped directly down, falling for about dozens of meters before landing on the ground.
Swish, swish, swish!
A seemingly endless corridor lit up with countless torches.
At the end of the corridor, three gates of different sizes came into view.
The leftmost bronze door was just big enough to fit one person through.
The silver door in the middle was only four or five meters tall.
The rightmost golden door was a full dozens of meters high.