Han Su didn't understand what the sentence meant. In fact, it wasn't even that sentence echoing in his mind.
Imprisoned in his mind was a phrase in a language he couldn't understand at all.
It was only at this moment, when his Mental Power was in turmoil and his rage and will were pushed to their limits, yet somehow intertwined, that he suddenly spoke aloud—in his own words—the phrase that had been imprisoned in his mind for ten years.
And so, words passed down from within the Ancient Castle, carried by Han Su's will, entered reality.
Once spoken, they did not immediately vanish into the air. Instead, they echoed through the dense fog.
Then came the sudden pain in his left hand.
It surpassed any pain he had ever felt before—so intense it could shake his nervous system.
He hurriedly looked down and saw a cross-shaped scar materialize on the back of his left hand. Something seemed to be surging and crawling inside it, desperate to burrow into reality.
That was...
...copper?
Han Su's forehead was already slick with cold sweat. He watched as the force inside the scar tore it open.
The wound should have seeped blood, but what he saw was a bright copper color.
At the same time, the Ghost Truck had finally managed to shake Han Su off and was in a hurry to escape reality. But just as its weak engine roared and it was about to vanish along with the spreading fog, the surrounding Blockade Positions took effect.
There were three inner Blockade Positions, positioned closer to Han Su: Doctor, Black Tiger, and Miss Crow. The six positions farther away were the outer Blockade Positions.
If an outside force came, it would encounter the outer positions first. But if something inside was desperate to