The Dark King of Imperion [1]

The cadets were packing up their gear, preparing to enter the boss room.

The joyous atmosphere of the previous night had vanished, replaced by grim expressions and a tense, gloomy air.

It was no surprise—most of them were terrified, and who could blame them?

They had barely faced any battles in the void dungeon, and the entire first floor had turned into a deserted zone.

Some even speculated that it could be declared a safe zone like the fifth floor, but that was irrelevant now.

What mattered was the daunting challenge ahead—they were about to face the first boss of the void dungeon with little to no combat experience.

The tension was palpable, and it was nerve-wracking for everyone.

The only reason they hadn't panicked was that a few cadets remained calm, helping to steady the others.