Chapter 125

Chapter 125 A Mind Control Ability!
She cleared her mind completely, allowing her mind power to stretch outward, scanning every person and object around her. It felt as if her awareness had expanded by at least a meter. Not only that, but her ability to discern the abilities within the other ability users nearby had become remarkably sharper.
Before, she could only perceive Lucas’ lightning-based ability-the most dominant ability within him. But now, she discerned a subtle glimmer of ice-based ability beneath the surface, subtly woven into his aura. Multiple elemental-type abilities carried varying strengths-no one wielded all their powers equally. Lucas’ lightning-based ability remained dominant, typically masking his other skills, but now, she was able to catch a delicate trace of that hidden ability.
Her scanning swept across the members of every camp’s teams, most displaying the familiar, common ability types she’d encountered the day before. But when her focus reached the convoy from Hope Camp, everything shifted. Within their ranks of seven, four had space-based abilities, one was a fire-based ability user, another specialized in strength-type abilities, and then there was the final individual…
As Theresa delved deeper into sensing this final presence, an abrupt, piercing barrier pricked her mind. That unmistakable feeling-a mind control ability! The mind control ability was a mutant of mental manipulation abilities. Unlike her radar-like mental manipulation ability, this ability revolves entirely around exerting unwavering dominance over everything within the user’s personal sphere of influence. Anything caught inside their mind power moves in accordance with their thoughts-be it manipulating objects remotely, inducing hypnotic states, or erecting impenetrable psychic shields.
Within their domain, they hold unrivaled authority, bending all to their desires! Theresa’s mental radar couldn’t have been more different from this rare mutant of mental manipulation ability! Mind control abilities weren’t just uncommon-they were practically legendary. Sifting through a thousand ability users to find a single mental manipulation ability user was already a daunting task. Multiply that rarity tenfold, and only then might one come across a single mind control ability user.
That was how rare they are-genuine apex-class powers!
But their greatness came with boundaries-quite literally. Unlike Theresa, whose mind power could stretch outward like a net, mapping her surroundings and even launching strikes from afar, their power is confined strictly to the psychic field they control. They weren’t built for reach-they were built for dominance within their tightly bound domain. Within that sphere, they were absolute. Outside it? They were just another face in the crowd.
The nature of that psychic field was inherently restrictive-its size barely budged with growth. The only thing a mind control ability user could truly refine was their grip over it. Formidable? Absolutely. But their power came with built-in shackles. The moment that needle-like mind power sensed an intruder, it retaliated without hesitation, lashing out in an attempt to pinpoint the intruder.
Unfortunately for it, Theresa’s mind power far outmatched its own. The instant she identified it as a mind control ability, she severed the connection cleanly. With her mind already outside its psychic field, the user could do nothing. Their reach ended at the border of their own psychic field-beyond that, they were blind and powerless!
In the wake of that mental skirmish, she pressed her fingers to her temples, a faint throb pulsing there. But the effort had paid off-Hope Camp’s secrets had been laid bare. So… they were hiding a mind control ability user in their deck. Interesting!
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Just then, the vehicle door from Hope Camp swung open. Out stepped Bennie, dressed in a crisp white uniform that caught the light like a blade. His expression was taut, and his eyes were sharp as blades, sweeping across the area like a storm about to break. From her vantage point, Theresa took in the scene and smirked. Well, mystery solved-that’s our mind control ability user.
However, Bennie was anything but calm. He had felt it-an unmistakable ripple in the air, someone’s mind power brushing against their convoy like a ghost’s touch. Someone had dared to scan them, bold enough to reach in, yet no matter how hard he tried, the intruder had slipped through his grasp like smoke. Only one kind of person could do that: an exceptionally powerful mental manipulation ability
user!
That person had infiltrated his psychic field with such stealth that he hadn’t sensed a thing. It was only when she dared to dive deeper, skimming too close to the heart of his mental defenses, that a flicker of her presence was finally detected. And yet, the moment his awareness snapped to her intrusion, she had already pulled away-cleanly, silently. Even within the boundaries of his own psychic field, he couldn’t pin her down.
Who the hell was that? Such overwhelming mind power! Their camp had been stripped bare under her invisible gaze, every hidden detail exposed, and yet he stood there, blind to the identity of the one who had undressed their defenses. This is unforgivable! He was still combing the area with his gaze, searching the faces in the crowd for any hint, when suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the air. “Did your camp just sit back yesterday while the rest of us fought off the horde?!”
The accusation came from a member of Victory Camp, who marched toward Theresa, face full of indignation and barely concealed fury. His outburst was like a thrown stone in still water-ripples spread instantly. One by one, the other camps turned their attention toward her-realization dawning on them far too late. Right. Her team hadn’t lifted a finger during the chaos last night!
Theresa, unfazed, met the man’s outrage with a languid shrug. “We were asleep,” she said, voice relaxed, as if this wasn’t worth even half the fuss he was making. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn.net
‘Asleep?” The man nearly exploded on the spot. “While the rest of us were out there drenched in blood, losing comrades, you were snoring away? How is that even possible?!”
She tilted her head, calm as ever. “What else was I supposed to be doing?”
That response hit like a slap. The man looked like his veins might burst. His hand shot up, finger trembling with fury as he pointed straight at her. “You-How can you say that with a straight face? Don’t you have even a trace of guilt?!”
She let out a soft laugh. “Is that all you have to say?”
His whole body shook with barely contained anger. “Don’t you even think about leaving! Today, you owe us an explanation-and an apology to every single one of us!”
She yawned widely, stretching her arms with deliberate ease. “An apology, huh?” Casting a slow, amused glance at him, she gave a gentle pat on his chest. “Fine. Point out exactly where I insulted you, and I’ll gladly repeat it word for word.”
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