Originally, Rod wanted to pick up some dead branches to make a fire - but looking at Maokai's appearance, Rode, considering the mood of his teammates, could only act as a humanoid torch again.

Fortunately, after mastering the Suffron Flame Rune, Rhodes didn't need to worry much about the problem of mana consumption, burning is the inherent attribute of the Suffron Flame, and it almost does not consume mana, and the only problem with being a humanoid torch is that it looks a little awkward, that's all.

But well...... Fortunately, the people who needed the flame were all Rhodes' acquaintances, Jinx jumped and jumped, Jana sat silently on the side, and Zoe got a lot of soapy water out of nowhere and blew bubbles in front of the flames - in front of these people, Rod felt that even the embarrassment was eliminated a lot.

The big war is coming, but everyone is adjusting to themselves.

The next morning, when Rhodes had extinguished his flames, the group had regained their spirits again—Mokai had uprooted the roots, Lucian had been relieved of his grief, and Yorick had buried the dead spirits.

Climbing into Maokai's hands, Rhodes and his party set off again.

……………………

It was about noon, when Mokai finally stopped in front of a magical ruin.

"This is the fringe of the blasphemers, and if we go any deeper, we risk an ambush – or some other strange attack." Maokai's voice was still low, "I suggest everyone fix up and then set off." ”

"Totally agree." Rod looked around in large quantities, and then summoned the magic table, "You guys eat something first, I'll go take a look, and I'll be back right away." ”

As he spoke, Rhodes slowly approached the magical ruins.

That's right, magical ruins - is there anything more appealing to a mage like Rhodes?

Barely understanding a little bit of the power of runes, Rod's understanding of Valoran was still in an extremely primitive and obscure state, he didn't know what the source of rune magic was, what the laws were, and what the price of using rune power was.

There is no price when there is no power.

The power of the Safron Flame Rune was furious and terrifying, not only against the enemy, but also against the caster himself—there had never been such a terrifying power in Rhodes' mind, and it cost no other thing to use.

What, you say the price is not being able to use frost magic?

Don't make a fuss, this is called the price?

In order to prevent the day when he somehow had to do something because of the Saffron Flame Rune, Rhodes felt that he needed to prepare beforehand.

And if you want to find the trajectory of the power of runes, it is too slow to study it alone - if you give Rhodes a mage tower and give him a few hundred years, it is estimated that he will also be able to understand the power of runes - but whether it is a mage tower or time, Rhodes does not.

Therefore, inheriting someone else's knowledge is the best choice.

The Isle of Shadows has a legacy from the last magical era - which is one of the reasons why Rhodes chose this place as his goal.

Rhodes believed that in this area that was once the center of magic, even if there was a curse raging, he would be able to find something useful from it, useful knowledge.

So, here's the problem.

Where will this useful knowledge be?

Book?

Books are indeed carriers of knowledge, but Rhodes is skeptical about how many books can be left here.

Don't think that the Curse of the Ruined King is only for the living - just look at the craggy rocks on Shadow Isle and know that the Curse of the Ruined King is more than just cursing the living!

While thinking, Rhodes slowly walked into the ruins.

Say it's a magical ruin, but it looks ...... More like a run-down sentry.

However, unlike the usual sentry, this sentry has a strong caster style.

Although Rhodes did not know the main material of the sentry, it was confirmed that the sentry itself was definitely the work of the caster.

As for why this is so certain - the reason is actually very simple, there is no lookout on the sentry, there is no shooting hole, there is no device or functional arrangement that will help the physical profession to play, if the person who built this sentry is not an idiot, then he must be a spellcaster.

Because this sentry can only play its role in the hands of the caster.

Rhodes was quite cautious in arranging the space anchor under the sentry, and he could get out as soon as there was any movement, and then walked into the sentry alone.

Unsurprisingly...... Nothing.

The sentry should have fixed space magic - unfortunately the space magic completely collapsed in the curse, and all the things in the secondary plane were squeezed out, piling up the entire sentry - under the erosion of time and the squeeze of space, these former daily necessities and spell-casting tools have all become a pile of slimy, wet garbage and mud, even if Rod is patient and can't get stuck in their original faces.

There are no corpses - there is either no one in this sentry, or the dead have turned into undead and run away.

As for whether an undead will suddenly jump out and sneak attack...... It's not very likely, and Rhodes isn't worried.

After taking a closer look and confirming that there was indeed nothing in the garbage, Rod shook his head helplessly, and then turned his gaze to the sentry itself.

It seems that in the entire ruins, only this sentry itself still has some significance.