The Top Laner Was Instantly Killed

Chapter 384: The Top-Laner Got One-Shot

It is said that excessive anger harms the body, but for Hogg, this was no longer a matter of mere harm; he had been physically blown to pieces by his own rage.

When the ten scouting squads returned to the inn, full and satisfied, they pushed open the door only to find the entire room filled with gore. Their Holy Father had been blasted into bits smaller than minced meat, terrifying the little guys so much that they scrambled about in a panic, fearing their boss had truly kicked the bucket.

After using up three full buckets of glue and spending an entire day, these Blacklight Elf finally managed to piece Hogg back together.

Almost all of the elves assumed their boss had been shamelessly ambushed, but no matter how they questioned him, Hogg remained silent, looking very much like he was on the verge of a second explosion.

Combining the previous information, Chromie, whose brain had not yet been completely eroded by the silly-goose virus, realized what had happened and quietly shared her deductions with the rest of the members.

Looking at the mysterious discs scattered all over the floor, the little guys threw themselves onto Hogg, shouting:

"Boss, you must stay calm! We are currently in the enemy's lair; if we are exposed, it's all over! Your reputation is a small matter—everyone knows what you're like anyway—but we only have one life!"

"Calm? How do you expect me to be calm?" Hogg, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, pointing at the obscene items on the floor:

"Damn it, if I hadn't come to Commorragh, I would still be kept in the dark. That damned hussy actually dared to do this to me! The world is filthy once again.