Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner - Chapter 111

Chapter 111: Too powerful Chapter 111: Too powerful ‘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.’ ‘And if that’s true… Domain is no different.

I don’t just disappear-I transition.

My body, my energy, my entire presence has to shift dimensions.

That shift requires an initial flow-a movement of energy at the most fundamental level.’ ‘Energy she’s already suppressing.’ ‘If I try to activate Domain and it stalls like Void Blink, I’ll just be giving her another opportunity to tighten her grip.

I don’t have time to gamble.

I need something that works within her field.

Something that doesn’t need space, motion, or shifting dimensions to function.’ ‘Then the question is… what about chi?’ Chi wasn’t like physical energy.

It wasn’t just heat or movement.

It was something deeper, more fundamental.

‘Chi enhances.

It amplifies.

If I use it to try and force movement, she’ll shut it down just like Void Blink.

But if I use it internally…’ That was the second clue.

‘Master Anng always said chi doesn’t create something out of nothing.

It works within the body’s natural systems, reinforcing them, expanding their limits.

If I push chi through my veins, guide it to my heart, my lungs, my muscles… I won’t be breaking her rules.

I’ll just be working within them.’ He had to be careful.

Chi wasn’t easy to control.

It was stubborn energy, difficult to guide.

If he wasn’t careful, his body would seize up-his muscles locking, spasming, even tearing under the strain.

But there was no choice.

Noah exhaled slowly, closing his eyes.

‘Movement is impossible.

Teleportation is impossible.

But survival?

That’s still in my hands.’ Diana kept speaking, but he barely heard her.

He had a plan.

A pressure clamped around his chest, like invisible chains wrapped tight around his very presence.

How far did her dead zone reach?

Could it lock out all energy-based interactions?

He swallowed hard.

If Void Blink couldn’t work, that meant he was well and truly trapped.

Diana’s gaze gleamed with satisfaction.

“I don’t know what little trick you just tried, but whatever it was-” she stepped forward, unhurried, the weight of her ability pressing harder, “it failed.

Just like you will.” His vision blurred slightly as the dead zone continued its assault on his body.

‘Basic physics.

She’s nullifying kinetic energy, controlling momentum.

But energy can’t just disappear.

Conservation of energy means…’ The thought trailed off as his chest tightened.

‘Focus.

Think.’ ‘My core.

The energy there-chi.

Master Anng said it flows like a river through specific channels.

But controlling it…’ The memory of his last attempt made his nerves tingle.

‘Every time I try to take control, my muscles seize.

Like trying to redirect a lightning bolt with bare hands.’ His heart labored against the crushing pressure.

‘Time’s running out.

Blood flow’s getting worse.

Brain needs oxygen.

Organs need movement.

Basic biological functions are failing in this dead zone.

I need to calculate risk versus reward.’ ‘Options: One, wait it out.

See if she slips up.

Problem: my body system is failing.

Two, void powers.

Problem: it’s not even working.

Three, chi…’ He would have frowned if his facial muscles cooperated.

‘Chi operates on different principles.

Internal energy versus kinetic energy.

Two separate systems.’ ‘But attempting to control it in this state…’ His mind raced through scenarios.

‘Best case: It works, creates an escape route.

Worst case: Muscle spasms while already trapped in a momentum-null field.

Could tear something.

Could stop my heart entirely.’ ‘Need to find a gap first.

Her dead zone can’t be perfect.

Nothing is.

If I can locate a weak point, guide the chi there instead of trying to force it…’ The thought crystallized.

‘Don’t control.

Guide.

Like Master Anng said-be the riverbank, not the dam.’ ‘The question is: Can I maintain enough consciousness to execute this?

Every second in here is dropping my oxygen levels.

Brain function will start declining soon.

Need to time this perfectly…’ His lungs burned with the effort of drawing breath.

‘One shot at this.

One chance to get it right.

And if I’m wrong about how chi interacts with her power…’ The thought hung unfinished as he felt his extremities growing number.

‘Time to find out if theoretical physics beats practical application.’ A shadow loomed over him.

Even through the numbing pressure, Noah could make out the shape of Diana standing just outside the dead zone’s epicenter, arms crossed, gaze clinical.

“Do you know how long the brain can last without oxygen?” Her voice was calm, almost educational.

“About six minutes before permanent damage starts setting in.

That’s assuming full deprivation.” She took a step closer, the weight of the field pressing harder.

“Of course, you’re not at full deprivation yet.

But hypoxia?

That starts much sooner.

Dizziness, confusion, loss of motor function… Let’s say, two minutes before you’re struggling to think straight.

Four before unconsciousness is inevitable.” 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.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS RetardedCulture Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

Give me more motivation!