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

Chapter 75-74- Dark Blue!

On the fourth day of relying on energy potion, he had read all the famous masterpieces in the empire, and Domi felt that his soul had been sublimated.

Although it was very different in sense from the famous works in his previous life, the spiritual core in it still benefited him a lot.

Perhaps from the outside, he is already a man of poetry and calligraphy?
Not at all, he actually looked like he was about to die now.

The dark circles under his eyes are as heavy as those of a panda, and his eyelids can't stop sliding down. If you give him a pillow at this time, he will definitely be able to sleep for three days and three nights.

Even the stamina potions were starting to stop working a bit.

After all, it stimulates energy, and it doesn't care about physical fatigue at all.

The more tired the body is, the faster the energy it replenishes will disappear, which is why the maids sweep out a large box of small green glass bottles from the room every day.

Day [-].

The energy potion no longer works. Duomi has entered a state of confusion. The book he has not read is covered on his head, trying to let it penetrate into his brain...

Day [-].

There is no more food to eat, so I can only starve for now.

After personal practice, I found that being hungry can help stimulate nerves...

Seventh day.

His vision went dark and he almost fell to the ground to death.

The mountain-like book smashed down, suppressing his lower body. The sudden change made him relax his air barrier a little, and almost let the magic in.

But fortunately, the amount of Qi has been perfected and can flow around the body. The magic power was expelled by the Qi that arrived faster before it had time to enter.

This wave of operations can be described as full of details.

Yes, for seven consecutive days he has been micro-manipulating the energy in his body to resist the all-pervasive magic. Subtly, his control over energy has evolved.

Associated with this is the continuous training of mental strength.

Even the system recognized this progress and upgraded [Shadow Stream Body Technique] from 'superb' to 'first-generation master' level.

[The ability value has been greatly improved! 】

【力量：16.18→21.18，敏捷：16.68→21.68，精神力：15.5→25.5】

At the same moment when the system sent an upgrade notification, he heard a crisp blast in his ears, which was the sound inside his body!
Duomi was so excited that he had been waiting for this moment for too long. After drinking ten bottles of energy potions in a row, he forced himself to cheer up and concentrate on checking...

It was found that in his Dantian, a group of dark blue gas suddenly appeared, immersed in the atmosphere of 'qi', burning like a flame on the bottom of the sea.

This soul-devouring energy has an extremely high density and is more active, but it does not conflict with the energy.

There's nothing wrong with it, after all, when the magic power is there, the 'qi' doesn't conflict with the magic power.

But a magical scene happened. The dark blue gas gradually swallowed the surrounding gas and then expanded itself!
No... After careful observation, Duomi discovered that the new dark blue gas produced after 'swallowing' was different from the original dark blue gas and 'qi'.

It turned to have a higher and higher density, but lost that vitality and became the mediocre peace that is unique to Qi.

It is better to say 'swallowing' than 'fusion'.

The fusion of the two results in a new type of soul-eating energy that has never been seen before and is easier to control!
Duomi waited quietly for it to swallow up all the energy, and then become the main energy flowing in his body.

At this moment, the membrane that protects oneself from being invaded by magic power can finally be removed.

He stretched out his right hand and spread it out. With a thought, he drew out the soul-eating energy from his body and concentrated it in the palm of his hand.

When it comes to the outside world, it exudes a faint light that is as mysterious and deep as the ocean, like a dream, and is far more beautiful than what it looks like inside the body.

Its shadow was reflected in Duomi's pupils, and joy overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "This... is the result of my staying up all night for seven consecutive days - soul-eating energy!"

"Try its power."

Domi dragged his tired but excited body all the way to the underground Fomalhaut Gate prison where prisoners were held.

"He's the only one who's always refused to give in, right?"

"Yes, young master, this is a dead soldier who comes from nowhere, but he was controlled by us before he could commit suicide. Now we want to ask about his origin and purpose, but we can't get him to speak even after exhausting the punishment. "

"Then I'll try."

In the eyes of many Fomalhaut members, Domi is already the future designated leader of Fomalhaut. His words are no different from what Altaïr said. Of course, this small request can be met unconditionally.

The men opened the cell door and backed out, giving Duomi ample privacy...

In the dark and damp cell, there were still many dried blood stains in the corners.

The man who was hung up, with no hair on his upper body but covered with bloodstains and pus, and unkempt hair, slowly raised his head, looked at Duomi with his one eye, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Ah... you must be Blofeld's third young master. You don't look like a loser."

His voice echoed through the prison corridors.

Even though this guy still has a tongue and can talk, in fact, he has been cast with the magic of speaking spirit. As long as he bites his tongue, he will be unable to move and will not be able to bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Duomi was also a ruthless person and didn't waste any time talking to him. He just spread his palms and fixed them on the chopping board.

"Do you want to break my fingers? Hahaha, it's useless. All my fingers have been broken. After I recover, I won't feel anything when I break them~"

Ignoring the other party's 'advice', the soul-devouring energy wrapped Duomi's thumb and index finger, and then pinched any of the man's fingers with these two fingers.

The moment the soul-devouring energy came into contact with the man's skin, his skin and even flesh turned into blue ashes, like lava touching ice.

The excess energy seeped into his magical veins, dyeing his veins and blood vessels dark blue.

Under Duomi's remote control, these energies did not directly destroy the magic veins, but eroded them bit by bit.

"You are an average mage with no talent. After studying magic for most of your life, you are inseparable from magic. Magic is your life~"

Domi's whisper echoed in the man's ears.

The feeling of being eroded by the soul-devouring energy was more torturous than any punishment, as if countless ants were gnawing at his blood vessels, feasting on his magic power, and then destroying his foundation step by step.

Soon, blue veins spread all over his body, and his soul became extremely cold, and the pain of being bitten by thousands of insects hit his heart like a tide.

The blood pressure is soaring, the heart is racing, and the brain is shaking!

The beatings again and again made his body twitch violently, and the chains hit each other, making a ringing sound, but he couldn't let out any screams.

He no longer had the strength to scream.

It was this silent wailing that made other prisoners in the prison corridor shudder. They didn't know what happened to the toughest man on this floor, so that he couldn't even scream.

Feeling terrified in my heart.

During the half-hour torture, before the man could bear it anymore, the other prisoners broke through and shouted:

"I've done it! I'll do it all!"

"Me too! Please stop torturing me like this!"

"Don't you want information? I'll give it all! You just want to apply for preferential treatment as a prisoner, can you?"

The subordinate standing outside looked confused and didn't know why. He remembered that Domi was just interrogating someone, right?Why did everyone else give in first?

(End of this chapter)