Hoger Thought He Was Back in the Game

With no way out, Hoger had no choice but to face her head-on.

So he activated his talent.

To everyone else, all he did was raise a hand and shout the name of his skill in an extremely chuuni way.

But to Lan Qingyou—or rather, to all the witches present—it looked different.

"What does this mean?"

Lan Qingyou looked down at the magic line connecting her to Hoger, then raised her head and asked.

"Nothing. It's just a simple restraint."

Hoger had already thrown caution to the wind.

He had already attacked the Witch of the Tower, so there was no turning back now.

All he had to do was give it everything he had.

Whatever the outcome, at least he'd have no regrets.

When people had no way out, they could often summon an incredible strength of conviction.

That was what people meant when they said even a rabbit would bite if cornered.

"Ah, no... I mean, the way you shouted the name of your ultimate move so dramatically just now was really weird. I thought you were about to transform."

Lan Qingyou shook her head, looking completely at ease, as if she hadn't even noticed the magic line on her.

Hoger had just worked himself up, and at that moment, he really wanted to kill someone.

Ignorance truly was bliss!

It seemed this woman still hadn't grasped the situation. He would have to remind her.

"Hunger Scale is my talent. It can forcibly convert an enemy's health or Magic Power into my own health."

"Now my talent is connected to you. Whether you or someone else attacks me, all the health I lose will be drained from you."

He spoke through gritted teeth, his voice sinister.

Hoger's expression looked almost crazed.

But in reality, he was perfectly calm.