Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Using his new ability gained after connecting to the gate, Hwang Chae-Il isolated the area where Gi-Gyu and Lou were fighting. This isolated space acted as a constant source of loud bangs and explosions.

Old Man Hwang mumbled, “Is it still going on…?”

“Yes… Father,” Hwang Chae-Il whispered. Even as he spoke, his face continued to burn. Whenever he used his powers, Hwang Chae-Il was cursed to forever suffer like this. It was karma.

Rattle.

The isolated area had been isolated by barricading the area using powerful metal. Occasionally, the metallic bits would fall around the artificially isolated space. Just what was happening inside that could break this powerful metal? The area was visibly shaking as well. Hwang Chae-Il had to use his power constantly to keep the space intact.

Kaboom!

Another deafening blast occurred, prompting Old Man Hwang to ask hesitantly, “Are you okay?”

Hwang Chae-Il wordlessly looked at his father without answering. Old Man Hwang kept an uninterested look as he stared at the encased space. After a short silence, Hwang Chae-Il asked, “What do you mean…?”

“Your face. I made your new body. I’ve made sure...