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

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.

Duomi's pupils were full of its shadow, and joy overflowed from the corners of his mouth:

"This... is what I got from 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?

Chapter 76 75 Born, what did you win! (Add update 22, please

"Clap clap clap..."

Domi clapped his hands and called it a day.

He casually took off his bloody white gloves and threw them into the trash can, and said to his subordinates:

"That guy has been taken care of. You can handle the others on your own. Who else will be harsh in the future..."

Unknowingly, his originally blue pupils had turned into the color of the deep sea, making his hands and back feel a little cold.

"Remember to call me, do you hear me?"

"As ordered!"

Before leaving, Duomi wrote the information he asked on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

After watching Duomi leave, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Why does this seven-year-old child feel so oppressed?Are all the children of big men like this?Then this world is too scary, right?

While convincing himself to relax, he walked towards the man's cell. He wanted to see what kind of tactics Domi used to make this tough-mouthed bastard relent.

As soon as he entered the cell, he seemed to see something terrifying and was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

I saw that one of the man's hands had completely disappeared for ashes, blue lines were all over his body, his eyes were white, foaming at the mouth, and he looked unconscious.

He picked up a piece of ashes left on the ground and murmured in confusion: "What kind of method can lead to such an end..."

After completing the experiment, Duomi had returned to his room, took a hot bath, and got into bed comfortably. It was time to go back to sleep.

And this sleep lasted for two whole days.

After devouring a person's magic power, the soul-devouring energy seems to transform and store the devoured products. It seems that it can be used as a backup energy source for the body.

Relying on this backup energy, Duomi didn't wake up from hunger.

I slept for 48 hours, not to mention how refreshing it was.

After getting up, I naturally ate a lot.

Edward and Argyle looked at Duomi who was eating like a glutton on the dining table, and they were shocked. Has their brother been stimulated by anything in the past few days?Is this behavior so abnormal?

But now it seems that he is much more normal and even teases the maid sister.

Just like before, when they passed by Duomi, Duomi didn't even look at it as if he was possessed, Bai Si, Hei Si, didn't even look at it!

Edward almost thought that Domi had become a saint, but fortunately he was still the same person.

After eating, Edward immediately put his arm around Domi's shoulders and shouted:

"Where are we going? The midterm exam is coming up in the afternoon. Why don't we go to the library to review and review together?"

"Did I hear you correctly? You actually know how to review?! Have you been tricked by the demons?"

"I should be the one to say this, right?" Edward rolled his eyes: "Tell me the truth, what have you been doing in the training room for the past week?"

Children are very curious, so Duomi made up a random excuse and said:

"Practice special secrets and try to break through yourself."

This answer was not beyond Edward's expectation. What else could he do in the training room?Stir-fried meat slices?

He looked at Duomi up and down, but he didn't see that he was any more awesome. He just had an indescribable temperament, so he said seriously: