On the right side was a downward slope, with relatively sparse strange rocks, but in the distance, there seemed to be a faint, elusive grayish-purple mist, equally ominous.
Behind them was the direction from which they had been transmitted, possibly attracting other latecomers or triggering unnecessary skirmishes.
Directly ahead, in the direction the victims rushed toward, had already proven to be a deadly dead end.
That rock might be a treasure, but without sufficient intelligence, it's still unwise to rashly seize it.
After all, there are still a few people watching from the side, and even if he manages to get it with some effort, it will most likely lead to some disputes.
Others are more likely to hide and wait until Duke is about to succeed before appearing to fight for it.
Moreover, Duke had no confidence in obtaining that rock, as his understanding of such cursed items was still too limited.
