Such a sinister adversary truly made him feel terrified from the depths of his heart, and he couldn't help but frown and say, "Is there really nothing we can do about him?"
The Old Monk revealed a trace of a bitter smile and said, "He has already become a force to be reckoned with; it's difficult to deal with him, especially since if we fail to capture all of his avatars, all our efforts will have been in vain."
Arthur caught the implication in the Old Monk's words; the current situation was that they simply had no idea how many avatars the Demon had secretly created.
"It seems we have to hasten our steps!" Arthur said gravely, looking into the distance, feeling an indescribable sense of urgency in his heart, as if he could no longer wait.
Once Arthur's command was issued, the march to war gradually drew near. After such a long period of recuperation, Arthur's army was now robust and formidable, and his soldiers howled with eagerness, ready to strive for glory on the battlefield.