The Destroyer arrived soon enough. The Sovereign Empire offered the most generous mission rewards.
Linda sat in the hall, suppressing the fluctuations of her Darkness Mark, her eyes clear. "Adam, has my mental state been affected?"
Adam shook his head. "Aside from the improvement in your mental state brought on by the energy boost, there have been no other effects."
Linda paused. "No effects? Isn't this a Darkness Mark?"
Adam pondered it. "I don't know. Perhaps the energy is so pure that it actually has little effect."
Tony walked in with an arm around a beautiful woman, positively glowing. "I used to think the artificial ones really understood what users wanted. Now I think all-natural is more comfortable after all."
The woman's cheeks were flushed. She half walked, half leaned against Tony, her fragrant, still slightly uneven breaths brushing his chest.
Linda frowned. "Vulgar!"
Tony sat down in a chair and laughed. "People are vulgar by nature. I have the means, and the attraction is mutual. How is that vulgar?"
Linda had no desire to pursue the subject. Instead, she asked seriously, "Demon King, doesn't your Darkness Mark have a mind-control function?"
Tony shrugged. "It used to influence people's thoughts, but later I found that cumbersome and removed it. I only kept the pure energy-transfer function."
Linda froze. "Why?"
"Oh, because later I could take down minor Skyfathers with a single punch. Everyone I fought was a pushover, so naturally it became cumbersome."
As long as his fists were strong enough, who cared about controlling minds?
He could just kill anyone who refused to submit.
Linda was speechless. "You were the one who blew up Asgard?"
Tony looked slightly surprised. "How did you know?"
"Every galactic empire took notice of Asgard's destruction. It was home to one of the few