This was an altar, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky from below.
At the same time, an unfamiliar land could be vaguely seen above their heads.
The clown pointed at the beam of light and said, "That is the path to the fifth level. You can reach the fifth level by standing on the altar."
After a pause, it suddenly said, "But I suggest you stop your footsteps, my friend."
Heath raised his eyebrows.
The clown explained, "This area is a treasure burial ground. There will be treasures appearing here at any time."
"Moreover, this place forbids Apprentices from killing each other. You don't need to worry about any danger. You just need to do your best to dig out the treasure chest."
"Wizard tools, potions, spells, Magic Stones, rare materials, everything."
After a pause, clown continued, "And if you go up..."
"The future is uncertain."
Heath shook his head. "I won't think about stopping."
