Ron's hand slowly moved towards his left shoulder blade, where there was an unusual burning sensation.
The moment his fingertip touched the skin, his face instantly turned as pale as paper.
A crack thin as a hair was expanding on the skin surface.
The shape of this crack was extremely neat, like an eye slowly opening.
When the "eye" fully opened, a faint but clear pulse emanated from it.
Each beat was accompanied by a slight tremor of space, as if sending precise coordinate information somewhere.
"How could this be..."
Ron's voice trembled, sweat trickling down his forehead:
"This must be a wound caused by the last Time Hound, leaving a mark even after healing?"
He activated the "Hermit's Knowledge" for deep analysis, quickly discovering the terrifying nature of this mark.
It could penetrate the boundary between the Consciousness Space and the real world.
Transmitting the user's exact location in real time to those hunters roaming the rivers of time.
