Laughter clashed.
This was, after all, not the clown's complete form.
Ultimately, Han Dong triumphed over the clown's [Body Trunk].
Such an outcome caused the clown's [Body Trunk] to sweat profusely, the grasshopper-like legs growing on its back trembled wildly, and the "Spiral Red Seal" on its abdomen slowly began to rotate.
"Why…do you have…"
"What, just because you infected me with a virus, I'm not allowed to treat it? In this world, you're not the only one with Laughter attribute.
If your main head was here, it would be even more interesting."
As he was completely restraining the [Body Trunk] at the moment, Han Dong's voice immediately reached the Portable Prison.
"Togu, you go first."
"Hmm."
Chains shot out from Han Dong's body toward the Hell's portal, hooking onto the other side of Hell, dragging Togu back into Hell.
He was about to receive the painful lashes from the Monastery Father, as well as various painful rehabilitation exercises.