The Rank-9 Boss.

As Ozul made his way to the 6th floor, he could not sense the power of this individual no matter how hard he tried.

'Is it because of some formations, or because he is a Rank-9?' Ozul contemplated. He did not have any way to confirm either.

'If it is the latter, then that means I really can't take on a Rank-9 Mage... Either way, I will have to be a little careful,'

When he arrived on the floor, the atmosphere was more oppressive than the previous story. There was one couch placed on the side, while a wall separated half of that place.

Cyril and Mark went near the door to know, but before they could do so, they heard a heavy voice,

"Come in."

The duo visibly flinched as they suddenly heard the voice. However, they obeyed nonetheless and entered with Ozul behind them.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was bleak. The only light source was the transparent wall behind the big chair that was placed behind the table.