Chapter 111 Too powerful

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'Void blink. One thought and I'm out of here,' Noah's mind raced against the growing pressure. 'But cameras... If Albright sees any footage, it's over. If there's any of this that gets on the school forum, the mole could have it delivered to Albright. Hiding combat capabilities during wartime—they'd expel me, maybe worse. Everything I've worked for, gone in an instant,' 'Still the odds of that are pretty slim,' he couldn't see any cameras in his immediate vicinity. [Void Blink Activated] Nothing. No flash of movement. No shift in space. No escape. Noah's breath hitched. His body remained frozen, muscles locked in place as if the universe itself refused to acknowledge his command. Diana's lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. She hadn't seen what he attempted—had no clue what Void Blink even was—but she knew he had tried something. "Did you really just try to run?" Her voice was almost amused. "Oh, that's adorable. Impressive even that you were able to muster any energy at all," Noah's pulse pounded in his ears. This wasn't just kinetic nullification. It was deeper than that. 'She didn't just kill my movement. She killed my ability to be moved. Space itself—whatever rule governs teleportation—she's anchoring me to it. Like locking my existence in place. That's... horrifying.' 'How powerful is she? What kind of a freak is she?!!' he thought. 'Third gen? No. She has to be S class or higher right?!' His system had triggered. He had felt the activation. And yet, it had amounted to nothing. That meant whatever Diana was doing, it wasn't just stopping him from moving. It was stopping him from being moved. His thoughts raced, the crushing force of the dead zone weighing down on his body. His heartbeat was slowing. His extremities were growing colder. His brain was being starved of oxygen. And yet, despite all of that, he was still alive. That meant something. 'She doesn't nullify all energy. If she did, my cells would have died the moment I stepped in here. Cellular respiration runs on biochemical energy, ATP conversion, electron transport chains—if she could shut that down, my body would've collapsed immediately. But it didn't.' That was the first clue. 'She nullifies kinetic energy, cancels momentum. But energy itself? No. Not completely.' Noah's mind sharpened. He recalled the feeling of the Dead zone—an absolute stillness, a prison where movement itself was denied. His Void Blink should have bypassed that entirely, but the fact that it failed meant she wasn't just stopping motion. 'She's not just freezing movement; she's anchoring me. My position in space is locked. That's why teleportation failed. It's not that I couldn't move—it's that I was never allowed to change coordinates to begin with. If my spatial position is fixed, I can't Void Blink out.' His body was losing the fight against her ability, but his mind refused to slow down. 'Domain.' 'One word. One thought. That's all it should take.' 'If Void Blink failed, then Domain should be my failsafe. A complete shift into my own personal void. A space where her power wouldn't reach me. Where I control the rules.' 'But... would it actually work?' 'Void Blink was instant. A thought-to-action mechanic. And she stopped it like I hadn't even tried. No delay. No resistance. Just—nothing. That means she's not reacting to movement—she's preventing the initiation entirely.' Noah tried to steady his thoughts, but the walls were closing in. The numbers she listed weren't just facts—they were a countdown. "And your heart?" Diana continued. "Without fresh oxygen, cardiac tissue starts breaking down. Arrhythmia, failure, death. It's actually quite fascinating how delicate the human body is. A system of carefully balanced chemical reactions, all dependent on a single element in the air." His vision wavered as she crouched in front of him. "So tell me, ... what's your plan?" Noah's lips parted, but his throat felt tight, his words barely escaping. "You're... right." Diana arched a brow, clearly not expecting the admission. 'Lack of oxygen. Cognitive decline. Muscle failure. If I stay here, my body will start shutting down one system at a time. Vision will blur, hearing will distort. Then dizziness, then unconsciousness. Then...' He pushed the thought aside. 'Lactic acid buildup. My muscles are already burning. The longer I stay trapped, the worse the cramping gets. Circulation's failing. Limbs going numb. Nerves misfiring. Heart working overtime just to keep blood moving. This isn't just about escaping—it's about doing it before my body betrays me.' His chest rose in a shallow, strained breath. 'I have one option. One chance.' Noah forced his mind past the pain, past the numbing weight of the dead zone pressing on his body. He had to shut out everything else. 'Meditation. Block external stimuli. No distractions. No fear. Just focus.' His chi—the only thing Diana wasn't controlling. His only way out. 'Guide it. Don't fight. Don't force. Be the riverbank, not the dam.' His pulse slowed as he centered himself. The world around him faded. There was no Diana. No dead zone. No failing body. Only chi. And he was banking everything on it. Noah exhaled sharply through his nose, forcing his focus inward. 'No time for precision. No time to map out a weak spot. I need to move, and I need to move now.' He felt the energy stirring in his core, sluggish and uncooperative. Not a tool, not a weapon—chi had its own will, its own flow. 'Respect but control,' Master Anng had said. 'Guide it, don't command it.' Easier said than done. His body screamed for relief, muscles spasming under the unrelenting weight of Diana's dead zone. He needed first aid, not an escape plan. 'Start with the heart. If my heart stops, nothing else matters.' Chi crackled through his core, hesitant. He urged it toward his chest, willing it to reinforce his struggling heart. The resistance was immediate—like pushing water through stone. The energy refused to be directed outright. It twisted, slipped, scattered into the wrong paths. His lungs seized. For a moment, the pressure doubled, the dead zone and his own stubborn chi crushing him in tandem. 'Come on—flow. Help me.' He adjusted his approach. Less force, more guidance. Instead of shoving, he shaped pathways, coaxing the energy along the natural currents of his body. His heart, erratic and strained, steadied as chi reached it, wrapping around the failing organ like unseen hands lending their support. Blood flow stabilized. Nerves reawakened. The edges of his vision cleared, if only slightly. It was working. Barely. Diana exhaled in irritation, circling him like a vulture. "I really didn't think Lucas would be dumb enough to bring you." Her voice was unhurried, confident. "I know everyone in the top twenty-five. Every single one of them. And most? Dead. Cannadah made sure of that." She crouched, tilting her head. "So who the hell are you?" Noah opened his eyes. The pressure hadn't vanished, but his heart was strong. His veins pulsed with renewed life. His body, however fragile, was holding on. He inhaled deeply, his chi thrumming in his veins. Then, through clenched teeth, he answered. "Eclipse... I am Noah Eclipse."

Chapter 111 Too powerful

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