Lord of the Witches

The Beckfast chair screamed maniacally. After the initial shock, Tang Qi quickly realized that the "black mud" on his fingertips was not real.

Although the aura and appearance are consistent with the "servants" of the original protoss, just like the majestic knowledge possessed by Falk, it is covered with a shell of nothingness.

But this is enough to surprise Tang Qi. Since the Backfast Chair can simulate these black mud, it proves that it is a valuable "informer".

Because of "knowledge of everything", Tang Qi was convinced that he and the Protoss had become enemies.

At the same time, he also confirmed that the origin protoss may be stronger than the entire "bright camp". This mysterious race can even reshape the timeline.

It is also because of the existence of this terrifying enemy that Tang Qi has a strong sense of urgency to increase his strength.

Tang Qi is eager to know the information about these "black mud" and the "Original Protoss" covered by the black mud of the entire universe, but even with the scope of communication that he can communicate with the master now, he can't get more secrets about the origin of the Protoss Knowledge.

One can imagine how valuable a relevant insider is.

Although Tang Qi's heart trembled slightly due to the frightened manic scream of "Beckfast Chair", he still asked seriously: "Fake, tell me, you know something about these black mud and about the origin of the protoss." What?"

The shadow who received the question did not answer immediately, Tang Qi looked at it from another perspective.

As the chair of Beckfast, the "light hole" at the highest point is aimed at the entire dreamland.

As the master, Tang Qi immediately felt a sense of being spied upon.

This feeling came and went quickly.

In the next second, Falk's voice sounded in Tang Qi's mind.

Its tone is whispered, showing obvious fear and withdrawal.

"Poor new master, you are already exploring the path of domination."

"But it obviously can't save your tragic fate, just like my stupid old master, you shouldn't provoke something that can't be matched."

"Oh, this is the fate of Falk, I am destined not to have a stable master, whether it is the God of knowledge who can escape from the pursuit of a dozen gods, or the immature and clumsy man who is sitting on me at this moment And the unlucky false masters will all die tragically."

Seeing that Falk started to digress, Tang Qi was about to interrupt.

Suddenly, the chair under him trembled slightly again, but it was different from before. During the trembling, strands of white light came out, and they surrounded the chair of Beckfast, dim light flickered.

Soon these rays of light spread to Tang Qi's body as if they had life, and in the void, a word was written very slowly in a tentative way.

"Origin...slave?"

Trembling as he wrote these words, Tang Qi felt that the Beckfast Chair had calmed down, as if he was anxiously waiting for something.

After a while, it relaxes a bit.

Those rays of light squirmed again, and continued to write:

"I'm sorry, my master. If I dictate, I can't control what I will say. Although with your ruling country as a shield, they will most likely not be able to hear my leak. The temptation just now proved this, but It’s always good to be on the safe side, so Farke chose the secret text to tell you the answer.”

"By the way, isn't Falk's handwriting super beautiful and charming, right?"

Seeing the light spread out these handwritings, the corner of Tang Qi's mouth twitched, who was automatically proficient in the so-called secret text, and he couldn't help but said in his heart: "Don't be sorry, this way is better."

While complaining, the secret text continued.

Only this time, those twisted and weird lines wrote the most secret knowledge in the boundless mystery.

"Master, these black muds are actually a special kind of life. They cannot be described as 'longevity species', and even the longest-lived [Time Dragon] cannot be compared with them."

"They come from a place called 'Darkest Universe'. They serve the ruler of the Darkest Universe, a race that transcends everything and is above all mysteries. Master, you already know their names. A caring little Suggestion, it is best not to confide those four words lightly, especially outside the kingdom."

"They call themselves servants, but the power they possess is extremely terrifying. They can find devourable universes and kingdoms for that supreme race. They can plunder the bodies of gods and the source of divinity. They can transform into any life or death. , they can even self-evolve a new universe."

"Their strength depends on the quantity."

"As long as they exceed a certain limit, they can easily kill most gods, including some powerful gods."

"According to the old master's guess, if one-third of the black mud in the darkest universe gushes out, they can even kill existences at the level of the 'Lord of Light'."

"But what is even more terrifying is their ability to capture."

"Capture?"

On the divine chair, Tang Qi said in surprise.

The appearance of this keyword made the danger omen deep in his heart become stronger again.

It was as if the word was aimed at him.

The Falk light in front of him paused for a moment, and changed into a face that was frightened after being interrupted and couldn't help grinning. A bubble subtitle sprayed out from the big face. The secret text inside jumped and jumped, and the dissatisfaction was obvious.

"Master, don't interrupt me. Do you know how nervous Fake is? We are walking on the verge of death. My train of thought is going to stop. Where did I just say?"

"Oh, yes, capture."

Falke's light changed on his own, and quickly crossed all these words, and continued to write along the traces.

"These servants of black mud can do almost everything. Even gods who hide deeply and are good at escaping cannot escape their snares."

"They will weave a 'web of secrecy' and put it in the victim unconsciously, and the fate after that will not be determined by the victim."

"Well, the victims here are all gods, and the weakest of them is my old master, known as the God of Knowledge... Beckfast."

Seeing these secrets being written out, Tang Qi's inspiration was touched.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't need to guess, and said directly with great certainty: "I'm being captured."

Almost immediately, Shadow confirmed it.

"Congratulations, my new master, you are already in the net of these horrible stinking things."

"I can't go wrong, this horrible smell, I will never forget it in my life, it's terrible... woo woo woo."

The last cry is real. As a special life, Falk really cries when the pressure is too great, and it is crying in a storm. Tang Qi feels that the bottom of his buttocks is getting wet, and the whole magic chair They all began to shed crystal tears.

The weird atmosphere created with great difficulty was dispelled by the speechless performance of "Fake".

Tang Qi found that he had signs of being soaked in tears, and vaguely guessed why the Beckfast chair was crying, so Tang Qi restrained the urge to complain.

After waiting for a while, when Farke's crying in the depths of his heart subsided a little, Tang Qi hesitated for a moment before asking again: "Falke, how did your old master, Your Excellency Beckfast, fall?"

Tang Qi originally thought that Falk would refuse or hesitate if asked this question.

As a high-level fetish and a special life, although it could not resist Tang Qi's oppression with dominant power, it still had a certain degree of autonomy.

At least, it can try to refuse if it wants to.

But very unexpectedly, it neither refused nor hesitated, and gave the answer Tang Qi wanted to know.

In front of Tang Qi, the messy secret text written by Fa Keguang suddenly disintegrated, as if it had been smeared by a huge eraser.

Afterwards, the newborn light became more solemn, and the written secret text became more rigorous and neat, and the colors became more black and white, like a eulogy.

"Fack's old master, the great god of knowledge, Beckfast."

"He is not only a generous and wise god, but also a loving father, a qualified lover, and a wise man pursued by many gods."

"Although He has been peeped by many malicious people since a long time ago, with the help of the powerful Falk body, He can always escape the pursuit at critical moments."

"Until a vicious and cold net enveloped his believers, his children, his lovers, and his enemies, unpredictable accidents happened overnight."

"Every existence related to his destiny, whether it is an extraordinary life or a god, has a black line. The extremely terrifying existence traces back to the source along these 'black lines', just like the goddess of fate who likes to strangle people. The bitch of the neck, captures the great Beckfast."

"All his escape routes are blocked."

"He died, in that terrifying black palm."

"And the beginning of all this came from a peep of him. The bathing of the goddesses will not cause trouble, and even the passionate collision scenes between some powerful gods and their spouses only made the name of Beckfast worse. "

"But the old master is ultimately the god of knowledge. The only time he tried to peek at useful hidden knowledge made him lose everything. It's too pitiful, woo woo woo."

"So, my new master, you must remember this profound lesson. Don't develop the habit of peeping. It's wrong."

After writing these crazy secret knowledge, Tang Qi had no time to read the last pretended deep warning of Ke.

At this moment, Tang Qi's head was roaring, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his back felt a little chilly.

Farke has already described very clearly how Beckfast, the "God of Knowledge", fell.

He had spied on many gods before, and easily escaped the pursuit.

But when the "slave of origin" took action, this god who could travel through billions of worlds and peer into the past, present, and future time and space, fell so happily?

The most important thing is, how similar is the process of Beckfast being captured to what Tang Qi is aware of and is experiencing at this moment?