Chapter 114: new

Somewhere in the middle of the wilderness, a blue light flashed as a man with bloodied eyes and his summons appeared, still with shocked expressions on their faces.

The young man, Shiva, looked around him vigilantly. Only when he saw that there was no one around did he breathe a sigh of relief and glance at the limbless man that had been teleported with him. Tony's prosthetic arms and legs, which he had made for himself, had been torn apart in seconds. All his four limbs had been ripped off, and blood was dripping from the wounds. He seemed just like a ball of meat, with only his face—free of any beard that represented the dwarfs—visible.