It was almost entirely the domain of the undead and the Insect Race.
After the corpses rotted, the foul stench they gave off was excruciating for the Empire's soldiers, who also suffered frequent attacks from undead and insectoid monsters.
But none of that was enough to stop the Empire's advance. Before the Empire's formidable military might and unwavering resolve, all of it could be overcome.
However, once they passed through the gate to the sixty-seventh floor, the boss of the sixty-eighth floor was already waiting for them.
Adaman, the Undead King, one of the Ten Great Labyrinth Masters.
He was also one of the strongest beings in the labyrinth.
At that moment, inside the labyrinth.
The sixty-eighth floor.
Quite a few Imperial soldiers had already broken through the sixty-seventh floor and entered the boss room on the sixty-eighth floor.
The moment they entered the boss room, the Imperial soldiers felt a bone-chilling killing intent sweep toward them.
The room was pitch-black, without even a trace of light. There was only endless darkness and piercing cold.
Sensing that killing intent, every Imperial soldier who had entered the sixty-eighth floor immediately raised their guard and did not dare relax in the slightest. After all, having passed through the previous floors, they had deeply realized just how terrifying this labyrinth was.
If they showed even the slightest carelessness, there would be only one outcome waiting for them: death!
Moreover, they had already lost most of their soldiers on the previous floors. This floor lay even deeper within the labyrinth, and they would not foolishly believe that it was less dangerous than the floors before it!
"Officer, why do I have such a strange feeling about this floor?"
An Imperial soldier spoke gravely to his captain.
The monsters on the previous floors had come