"Master Thorton! Master Thorton!" A dwarf continued to call as he knocked on Thorton's doors.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"What is it, you bastard!? Why are you calling me like that!? I am already frustrated because my experiment failed!"
"This is an urgent matter! There are 2 elves standing outside our town!" The dwarf muttered.
"You fucking piece of shit! So what if there are 2 Elves outside our town!? What's the problem, ask them what is the matter and send them away!
Why are you bothering me with something so insignificant!?" Thorton shouted.
He was already in a bad mood since, for some reason, his Heaven's Wrath disappeared into the sky.
He searched all over the place but there were no explosions, it was as if it fell into another dimension.
"Master Thorton, they are not normal Elves, the two of them are Master Stage Cultivators!"
The dwarf muttered and Thorton, who was lying on his sofa with his hand on his head, reacted.
Master Stage Cultivators?
