What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 23-23- Boys and girls rush forward

The further down Domi went, the more violent and icy the howling cold wind became. It seemed that the place he was going to was not the headquarters of Fomalhaut, but an ice cellar specially used to hide corpses.

"Damn it, Carlos didn't even remind me. If I had known, I would have put on more clothes."

"Huhu..." The hot breath visible to the naked eye came out of his mouth.

Duomi tightened the vest he wore in spring and subconsciously breathed more quickly, which allowed him to barely maintain his body temperature.

After walking forward for a while, the stairs finally came to an end, and a straight and wide corridor appeared in front of him.

The walls on both sides are piled up with antique stone bricks. Every few steps, a magic lamp shines with a cooler tone, like a flashing indicator light on the waterway, extending to the end of the corridor.

Is it time to get to the place?

Duomi comforted himself, as long as the designer was a sane person, he would not build such laborious stairs and corridors underground.

But he still underestimated the extent of the designer's stupidity.

After walking along the corridor for about 5 minutes, he still didn't see anyone. This made Domi ponder. Is the world crazy, or is there something wrong with his cognition?
In desperation, he began to review in his mind:

"Hitting the wall? That's not possible. This is a different world... If it weren't for the wall, maybe the corridor would be round and I would just go around in circles?"

"That's not right," he immediately denied himself: "If it were round, then if I kept walking in a straight line, I would hit the wall sooner or later, but it hasn't happened so far, so this possibility has been ruled out.

Thinking carefully about the remaining possibilities, as the head of the family, it is impossible for Carlos not to know the situation here, and it is impossible for him to tell me false information. The place to report to Fomalhaut is definitely here! "

"It's not a trick attack on the wall, it's not a circle corridor, and it's not Carlos deliberately tricking me. Then there is only one possibility left!"

That means the people from Fomalhaut are trying to trick him!

Although he didn't know what method they used to do it, it was probably some magic that he had never been exposed to before.

Duomi had tricked people so many times, but this was the first time he was tricked. This made him grit his teeth, half angry and half cold.

But no matter what, we have to break this situation first!

After racking his brains, he chose to lie down...

That's right, literally lying flat on the floor like a salted fish, patiently waiting for redemption.

At the same time, somewhere in the underground room of the castle——

"Sir, the third young master seems to have noticed the existence of the illusion."

"Oh?" A man's voice sounded in the room, with a bit of surprise in his tone: "So fast? Didn't the master say that the third young master has no magic talent... Anyway, even if you pass this level, let's continue to increase the strength. hurry up."

"At the same time, start recording the third young master's behavior."

"Yes."

In the illusion of the endless corridor, Domi continued to lie flat on the stone bricks, waiting for Fomalhaut to give up the idea of ​​torturing him.

Showing weakness is an exclusive privilege reserved for little brats who haven’t fully grown their hair yet.

But Fomalhaut doesn't seem to accept this trick.

The next second, his ears twitched as if in stress, and a rumbling sound came from behind, entering his ears and transmitting to the auditory nerve. From far to near, the ground also shook!
"what's the situation?!"

He immediately sat up and looked back, only to see a huge iron ball that was as long and wide as the corridor was crushing towards him, like a wild beast with a bloody mouth.

This kind of scene can frighten Duomi.

He felt that it was impossible for Fomalhaut to really kill him, but if he really had to watch the iron ball run over him, Domi still didn't have the courage.

It was almost a subconscious reaction. Duomi stood up as fast as he could in his life, and then ran away!
The subordinate acted as a qualified record-keeper, writing quickly on paper:

"When the iron ball hit me, the third young master immediately chose to run away. His speed was as fast as that of a rabbit, which I have never seen before!"

5 minutes later……

"The iron ball test is over. It lasted 5 minutes without being chased by the iron ball. My physical strength is excellent."

Watching the iron ball turn into the sudden fork in the road, the sound gradually faded away, fear remained in Duomi's eyes. Fortunately, now, he could finally take a rest.He held his knees with both hands, breathing heavily, and cursed:

"Fuck...fuck...who the hell designed this? It's pure torture..."

Ah Choo! !
The man sneezed in the air.

"Sir, the weather has been unpredictable recently. Do you have a cold?"

"It's possible, but I'm more likely to be allergic to pollen..." The man touched his nose, then raised his hand and looked at the pocket watch in his palm: "Pay attention to the time, the 5-minute rest time is up, let's start the next test."

"Ok."

So, in the next 10 minutes, Domi experienced "the soles of his feet were empty, full of ground stabs, and forced to pull up", "it was difficult to prevent hidden arrows, and it was difficult to hide from open guns", "the single-plank bridge of the crocodile pond waiting to be fed", Interesting games such as "The Rotating Giant Ax Corridor with Musical Games".

"Behavior record: excellent arm strength, excellent reflexes, excellent balance, body coordination and observation ability, excellent."

"Break time: 10 minutes."

"The rest time is over, let's put in the final trial."

It felt like after experiencing the "boys and girls rush forward" experience, Domi no longer had the energy to even curse.

His recovery speed cannot keep up, and his physical strength cannot make ends meet. Now he can be said to be truly exhausted.

By now, he had probably guessed the meaning behind these "interesting games".

One level after another testing his various abilities, isn't it just to obtain the most realistic physical data?
Speed, physical strength, arm strength, reaction, balance, coordination, observation... still need a comprehensive practical combat.

He sat cross-legged against the wall, looking at the shadow in the corner not far away, with a mocking smile on his lips:

"So...will this be the last level?"

In the field of vision, a man slowly walked out of the shadows. He was wearing a dark windbreaker with a hood covering his face. He was holding two bladed daggers and was even as tall as an adult.

He came not far from Duomi, threw the dagger in his left hand in front of him, and then assumed a fighting stance.

This made it clear that he was going to have a duel with Domi.

In the past, Duomi would definitely be eager to try, but now, he is too lazy to move his fingers, let alone fight.

However, what Duomi didn't expect was that a green light fell from the sky and shone directly on his head, making him panic.

Enhancement and physical recovery.

Duomi could clearly feel that his depleted physical strength was being replenished at an extremely fast speed.

In less than ten seconds, he was alive again.

"pick it up……"

The man in black made a dull sound.

"Then fight."

The moment Duomi picked up the dagger, the green light above his head disappeared, and at the same time, the man in black also moved!
The dagger in his hand protrudes like a poisonous snake, and his figure is as unpredictable as a charisma!

Duomi's eyes widened and he quickly raised the dagger. With his height alone, it was no longer a fair duel, right?
Are you specifically setting up an invincible BOSS to frustrate yourself?
Okay!

Duomi's inner fierceness was also aroused.

"Since you want to abuse food, then I will accompany you to the end!"

Following the muscle memory of the assassination technique in his mind, he turned his fingers and held the dagger backwards.

The left leg accumulates strength, the right leg bends and settles...and then rushes out like a spring!
Countless assassination techniques are condensed into the most efficient enemy-killing technique at the moment, simple sprinting and simple throat wiping.

The long gray hair of the high ponytail was flying on the way, driven by Duomi's extremely fast speed, like a white wolf on the grassland, with the strong wind blowing its hair like a lightning bolt!
The icy blue pupils sparkled with hunting fervor!
Who is the prey and who is the hunter?
The world is undecided, you and I are both bullshit!

(End of this chapter)