My Bugged System Made Me Too OP!

Chapter 155: A stupid plan

Noah scoffed, his posture remaining completely upright and unyielding as the thousands of razor-sharp daggers converged on his body from both horizons.

’Trying to pincer me, a good plan... except.’ he thought.

Instead of deploying a complex sequence of defensive barriers or trying to dodge the incoming storm, Noah simply willed his mana to expand outward from his core.

A powerful golden-yellow wave suddenly bursted out of him, a colossal shockwave of pure, high-density neutral mana exploding from his silhouette.

The moment the golden wave came into contact with the incoming pincer attack, it was like a drop of ink falling into a furnace.

The wave evaporated the thousands of blades circling him within an instant, shattering the solidified shadow mana into microscopic, harmless particles of gray vapor before they could even scratch the fabric of his cloak.

The devastating momentum of the arch magus’s output didn’t stop once the projectile storm was neutralized.

The golden mana wave continued, expanding outward across the entire width of the room like an unstoppable wall of solid light, hitting the demon before blasting him away.

The demon’s hyper-dense shadow shell and his dull black scales offered absolutely no resistance against the sheer, raw weight of the neutral frequency; the impact shattered his lower leg restraints and lifted his seven-foot frame entirely off the floor boards, erasing his trajectory like a leaf caught in a hurricane.

He grunted in pain, a sharp, choked gasp of pure agony tearing from his bloodless lips as his body rocketed backward across the open expanse of the chamber.

His back slammed on the wall at the other side with a sickening, heavy thud that fractured the reinforced stone foundations, sending a cascade of dust and loose bricks raining down around his shoulders, before he fell to the ground in a limp, uncoordinated heap.

The long cloak of living shadow that had trailed behind his heels was completely shredded, its edges frayed into useless wisps of smoke that struggled to regenerate under the intense background radiation of Noah’s light.

He lay sprawled against the base of the damaged wall, his breathing ragged and uneven as dark, blackish-red blood trickled from the corners of his mouth, staining his porcelain-white skin.

His dull white, pupilless eyes rolled erratically as he stared across the bone-strewn slaughterhouse at the motionless, masked silhouette of the young man who hadn’t even bothered to take his hands out of his pockets.

’So this is it... the weird mana that easily overwhelmed No. 92...’ he thought.

No. 92 was referring to Tara, who used to be a shadow under their control. freēwēbnovel.com

The organization had invested immense regional resources into her development, weaving complex, tethers directly into her soul matrix to ensure that no matter how far she wandered, she could always be used like the weapon she was.

But that absolute, unbending leash had been completely shattered months ago.

From the moment Noah restored her back to being a normal human being during their initial, violent confrontation, she completely vanished from their watch.

The local tracking arrays, which had consistently mapped her elemental frequency across hundreds of kilometers, suddenly returned an absolute, chilling void.

They quickly realized they couldn’t send orders to her anymore, neither could she communicate with them through the hidden mental pathways that had defined her entire existence since childhood.

She had become like a ghost, her internal shadow core entirely deleted and replaced by a stable, clean human template that refused to interact with their corrupted signals.

Through the frantic reports compiled by the outer sector scouts and the terrified testimonies of surviving observers, they quickly realized she was no longer a shadow, and had been set free by a strange man called Mr. White.

The name had circulated through the upper echelons of the network like a phantom disease, a legendary anomaly who commanded an unknown, neutral element capable of overriding their lord’s binding physics with a single, effortless gesture.

Now that he was standing in front of Mr. White himself, his back resting against a wall that had been thoroughly shattered by the arch magus’s raw output, he realized the rumors about him were anything but exaggerated.

If anything, the transcribed reports had catastrophically minimized the true, suffocating weight of the entity’s presence.

Mr white didn’t just possess high destructive output; he moved with the absolute, detached serenity of a god walking through a graveyard, treating their opponents as nothing more than minor, insignificant dust.

He coughed, a sharp, ragged wheeze tearing from his chest as he spat out blackish blood onto the damp stone tiles, the foul, corrupted fluid bubbling softly as it came into contact with the floor boards.

With a slow, agonizing effort, he dug his long, scaled fingers into the cracked masonry behind him, his muscles groaning under the immense internal damage as he slowly stood up.

His three jagged horns tilted forward, the central rune humming weakly as he forced his trembling knees to lock into an unstable, offensive stance.

’He easily dispels my shadow... but he is a magus... all I need to do is get close and deliver a hit... or...’ he thought, his dull white, pupilless eyes narrowing into tight, focused slits.

It was like a fundamental law.

No matter how strong this Mr white’s spells were, he was still a human at the end of the day, and humans compared to demons, were a lot weaker physically. freёwebnovel.com

Getting close though wouldn’t be easy though .

As the cold reality of his limitations settled into his chest, he couldn’t help but feel stupid for ever thinking his former plan could work.

The sheer arrogance of his initial strategy filled his mouth with a bitter, metallic taste that was far worse than the blackish blood dripping from his lips.

The plan had been to trap this Mr. White here inside the inner sanctuary of the pocket dimension, and then have him kill him using the shadow shroud and the army of shadow blades.

It turned out though that he had easily underestimated his strength, and now he was paying for it dearly. .