As Alex stepped through the portal, his senses were immediately assaulted by the overwhelming heat.
The fourth floor was a volcanic wasteland.
Massive rivers of molten lava flowed like veins across the cracked, obsidian ground. Towering geysers erupted sporadically, spewing fire and ash into the thick, suffocating air.
The sky above was a swirling mass of dark clouds illuminated by the occasional flash of red lightning, giving the battlefield an apocalyptic feel.
'Tch…' Alex narrowed his eyes. 'A complete opposite of the last floor. But it makes sense. Testing both extremes.'
[The fourth and fifth-floor missions would be held on this floor. Please be prepared.]
A new notification, different from other floors, flashed before his eyes, making him raise a brow.
'That's new,' he muttered before a deep rumbling filled the air.
[The fourth-floor mission: Clear the first wave.]