Chapter 805

Beckfast's chair screamed wildly. After the initial shock, Tang Qi soon realized that the "black mud" at his fingertips was not real.

Although the breath and appearance are consistent with the "slaves" of the original Protoss, they are covered with a layer of nothingness like the majestic knowledge possessed by FAK.

However, this is enough to surprise Tang Qi. Since the baker fast chair can simulate these black mud, it proves that it is a valuable "insider".

Because "everything knows", Tang Qi is convinced that he and the protoss of origin become enemies.

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

Also because of the existence of this terrorist enemy, Tang Qi has a strong sense of urgency to increase his strength.

Tang Qi is eager to know these "black mud" and the information of the "origin Protoss" covered by the black mud of the whole universe, but even with the scope of communication he can now talk to the master, he can't get more secret knowledge of the origin Protoss.

It can be imagined how valuable a relevant insider is.

Although the manic scream full of fear of "Baker fast's chair" made Tang Qi feel a little chilly at the bottom of his heart, he seriously asked, "Falk, tell me what you know about these black mud and the origin Protoss?"

After receiving the shadow of the question, he didn't answer immediately. Tang Qi looked at it from another perspective.

As the chair of Baker fast, the highest "light hole" suddenly aimed at the whole dream country.

As the master, Tang Qi immediately felt a sense of being peeped at.

This feeling comes quickly and disappears quickly.

Then the next second, Falk's voice sounded in Tang Qi's heart.

Its tone seemed to be whispering, showing obvious fear and retreat.

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

"But it obviously can't save your tragic fate. Like my stupid old master, you shouldn't provoke unmatched things."

"Alas, this is the fate of FAK. I am doomed not to have a stable master. Whether it is the God of knowledge who can escape under the pursuit of more than a dozen gods, or sitting on me at this time, this young, clumsy and unlucky pseudo master will die miserably."

Seeing that Falk began to stray from the subject, Tangqi was about to interrupt.

Suddenly, the chair under him trembled slightly again, but different from before, in the trembling, a wisp of white light came out, and they twinkled around Baker fast's chair.

Soon, these lights spread to Tang Qi like life. In that void, they wrote a word very slowly in a tentative way.

"Slave of origin..."

Trembling to write down the words, Tang Qi felt that Baker fast's chair calmed down and seemed to be waiting for something.

After a moment, it relaxed a little.

The light wriggled again and continued to write:

"I'm sorry, my master. If I dictate, I can't control what I will say. Although your ruling country is used as a shield, we probably can't hear my disclosure. The test just proved this, but it's always good to be safe, so FAK chose a secret text to tell you the answer."

"By the way, isn't Fark's handwriting super beautiful and charming, isn't it?"

Watching the light spread out these handwriting, Tang Qi, who was automatically familiar with the so-called secret text, twitched at the corners of his mouth and couldn't help saying, "don't be sorry, this way is better."

Secretaries make complaints about the truth.

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

"Master, these black mud are actually a special kind of life. They can't be described as' immortal species', and even the longest living [time dragon] can't be compared with them."

"They come from a place called 'the darkest universe'. They serve the master of the darkest universe, a race that is above everything and above the mysterious spirits. Master, you already know their names. A considerate little suggestion, it's best not to reveal those four words easily, especially outside the country."

"They call themselves slaves, but their power is extremely terrible. They can find a devourable universe and country for the supreme race. They can plunder the body of gods and the source of divinity. They can change into any life or dead thing. They can even evolve a new universe by themselves."

"Their strength depends on the number."

"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 a third of the black mud in the Dark Universe gushes out, they can even kill the existence of the level of 'Lord of light'."

"But what's more terrible is their ability to catch."

"Snap?"

On the divine chair, Tang Qi was surprised.

The emergence of this keyword made the dangerous omen in his heart strong again.

It seems that this word is aimed at him.

The Fark light in front of him paused and changed into a face that was frightened and could not help but show its teeth after being interrupted. The big face spewed out a bubble subtitle, and the secret text in it jumped, with obvious dissatisfaction.

"Master, don't interrupt me. Do you know how nervous I am, FAK? We're walking on the edge of death. My train of thought is about to break. Where did I just say?"

"Oh, yes, capture."

FAK's light changed on his own, and soon crossed these words and continued to write along the trace.

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

"They will weave a 'secret net' and put it in the victim unknowingly, and the fate will not be determined by the victim."

"Well, all the victims here are gods, and the weakest one is my old master, who is called the God of knowledge... Beckfast."

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

At the bottom of his heart, without guessing, he said directly: "I'm being caught."

Almost immediately, the shadow confirmed this.

"Congratulations, my new master. You are already in the net of these terrible smelly things."

"It won't go wrong. I won't forget this terrible smell. It's terrible... Woo woo woo."

The last cry is real. FAK, as a special life, will really cry under too much pressure, and it is still a storm cry. Tang Qi feels that his ass is beginning to become wet, and the whole God chair begins to flow crystal tears.

Finally, the strange atmosphere created was dispelled by the speechless performance of "Falk".

Tang Qi found himself in the tears, and make complaints about the reasons for Beck's chair crying. So Tang Qi made the impulse to Tucao.

After waiting for a moment, when Falk's cry in his heart calmed down a little, Tang Qi hesitated and asked again, "Falk, your old master, how did Lord Baker fast fall?"

Tangqi originally thought that FAK would refuse or hesitate to ask this question.

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

At least, it can try to refuse as long as it wants.

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 FAK's light suddenly disintegrated, as if smeared by a huge eraser.

Then, the new light becomes solemn, the secret text written is more rigorous and neat, and the color becomes black and white hazy, just like a eulogy.

"The old master of Falk, 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 chased by many gods."

"Although it has been peeped at by many malice since a long time ago, with the help of the powerful FAK ontology, it can always escape at the critical moment."

"Until a vicious and cold net came over, unpredictable accidents happened overnight to our believers, our children, our lovers and our enemies."

"Every existence related to fate, whether extraordinary life or gods, has an extra black line. The extremely terrible existence traces its origin along these 'black lines' and catches the great beckfast like the bitch who likes to strangle people's neck like the goddess of destiny."

"All escape routes were blocked."

"Dead, dead in that terrible black palm."

"The beginning of all this comes from a peeping. The bathing of the goddesses will not cause disaster. Even the passionate collision between some powerful gods and their spouses only makes the name Baker fast worse."

"But the old master is ultimately the God of knowledge. The only time he tried to peep into useful secret knowledge, he lost everything. What a pity, woo woo."

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

After writing these crazy secret knowledge, Tang Qi had no time to see Falk and finally pretended to give a deep warning.

At this moment, Tang Qi's head was roaring, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his back was a little cold.

Fark has made it clear how Baker fast, the "God of knowledge", fell.

I peeped at many gods before, and they easily escaped the chase.

But when the "slave of origin" shot, the God who can travel through hundreds of millions of worlds and peep into the past, present and future time and space, unexpectedly fell down so happily?

The most important thing is, how similar is the process of beckfast's capture to what Tang Qi is aware of and experiencing at the moment?