Unparalleled Arthur: Return From The Pinnacle

Chapter 217: Demonkin Land

Arthur wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his complexion seeming even paler.

Not for any particular reason, but the recent dream was incredibly realistic, so much so that it was difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction.

Could it be that what was confined within his body?

Arthur couldn't help but ponder, and then he remembered what the black-colored figure had said.

Another him, another Arthur?

Nevertheless, everything at the moment seemed shrouded in a mist, and Arthur couldn't unravel or find answers within this timeframe.

Perhaps the only method was to find an artifact capable of purifying the darkness of the Demonkin tribe as soon as possible.

Arthur glanced at the withered flower beside him; his gaze deepened, and then he closed his eyes, removing himself from his own mental world.

Outside, Arthur kept his eyes closed but suddenly opened them.

In the dimly lit dark room, moonlight seeped in through the window, faint and feeble.

At this moment, the three Thlu creatu