Chapter 839

The "terrorist confrontation" in the boundless mystery, the polluted node country, the granulation filled, screaming and constantly hidden network, finally become dreamy because of the figure that is more holy and purer than an angel.

Even the roar of the furnace master suddenly weakened after Diana entered the country.

Tang Qi ignored the half roar in his ear, "despicable guy, the feces you dragged are too large..." this roar, and his surprised eyes turned to the young and dreamy figure in front of him.

Diana Spencer!

As the only "God" of the dream master, Tangqi was given life by him and gave birth to special creatures born for a long time.

Tang Qi had expected what Diana's birth would be like and what strength the new Diana would have.

Just like the "Charlene Mi" conceived by flora and ispatilani at the beginning, she is a natural God. She does not need to cultivate and grow, hold high the kingdom of God, or find other ways. She is a God at birth.

And Diana will not stand a pair of particularly unreliable "mothers" like Charlene MI.

Of course, Diana has no mother.

Tang Qi had no time to explore Diana's power at this time. Because of her birth, the whole dream country broke free from pollution and recovered. The exhausted divine power returned at a speed that was temporarily incomprehensible.

At the moment, he was like a phosphorescent tentacle that broke away from the dying and quickly stretched his limbs to try to protect his cubs.

Several divine tentacles wrapped Diana and carefully dragged her into her arms.

At the same time, he shouted, "furnace, fulfill the agreement."

"Boom!"

Before the words fell, the fiery golden flame that burned all things burst out.

There is no other color in the universe.

"Hiss... Hiss"

The sharp scream filled with frozen soul pollution began to ring through, but Tangqi felt relaxed.

The sense of binding that wanted to kill him and force him out of control disappeared, and the "black net" that entangled him and made him unable to escape was shrinking.

In the flame, it is twisted and atrophied, like a paper foreign body roasted by the flame, changing various shapes. Hundreds of millions of granulations tremble and produce, dense and screaming from unknown sources, but these can not stop the decline and shrinkage of the "black mud". They are being restrained and targeted.

Tangqi, who is also enjoying the "baking in the furnace", turns into a dream master embracing Deborah Town, but he doesn't feel fatal. He just feels extremely hot. One dream tentacle curls up one after another, emitting phosphorescence to resist the very low risk of being "baked".

There is a clear understanding in the bottom of my heart: if the dreamland is out of control, I'm afraid the furnace will follow its instinct and devour him.

Black mud is another treatment.

Compared with the evil gods of other chaotic evil camps, their resistance to "furnace master" is undoubtedly surprisingly high.

Out of the state of the hidden net, they shrink and eventually turn into a huge "black mud monster" with granulation.

The cold silence released by them has forcibly eroded a black area in the flame world, but the edge is still being roasted and melted by the flame, bit by bit, at a slow but very conspicuous speed.

On the surface of the mud, a hollow face emerged, and the corners of the mouth cracked, sending out the familiar overlapping sound of polluting the soul: "... The melting pot on the verge of out of control... How dare you be our enemy?"

"... do you want to revisit the nightmare of ignorance, the masters will not let you go..."

Overlapping sounds accidentally reveal more secrets:

Has the master of the melting pot had a grudge with the black mud, and was bullied by the protoss of origin in the period of ignorance?

Tang Qi had just had the idea in his mind, and suddenly the familiar roar rang through the universe.

Moreover, more angry than ever before, the flame full of divine power ushered in another explosive release.

"... feces, a big piece of feces."

"... you disgusting, cold, sticky shit."

In the flames, the black mud felt the insult from the master of the furnace.

As if he had lost his mind, the repeated roars were full of ruthless insults to them, but the master of the furnace did not show any sign of swallowing them, but just kept burning them with light and flame, making them shrink and shrill gradually powerless.

After being dragged into the furnace universe, the black mud seems to be cut off from the source of power.

They lost their omnipresent and omnipotent breath and finally showed signs of weakness. With the progress of "furnace baking", the dark cold storm spread around the area, but it was soon eliminated by the endless flame. The only thing to feel is Tangqi and Diana at close range.

"Hiss..."

The black mud kept trying to rush out and catch the pseudo master figure with phosphorescent tentacles behind them again.

Unfortunately, that doesn't work.

They fell into an embarrassing situation, and the irritable furnace Master seemed to be in a state of rage because of those two threats, repeating the roasting and insulting roar.

This sudden "expansion" stunned Tang Qi. The omnipotent black mud seemed to be in a difficult situation.

The crisis was suddenly completely resolved?

Tang Qi had just had the idea in his mind when he suddenly had a change in his arms.

Diana, who was holding his palm, looked up and saw a ray of anxiety in her pure dreamy eyes.

Almost at the same time, changes happened again.

The shrinking and shrieking "black mud" suddenly stopped, blinked and turned into a huge opening of adhesive mud, and then spit out more than a dozen "foreign objects" emitting fatal temptation.

In an instant, Tang Qi saw the foreign objects.

The source of divinity!

Tang Qi has obtained similar artifacts, including the broth of the evil tongue God Mesalia, the pure source force dropped by flora, podoza's doll... And so on.

At the moment, everything vomited by the black mud is filled with foreign objects with a strong divine breath. The most fatal attraction is that they all have one thing in common: chaos, evil and ownerless.

Don't need to think. Tangqi can judge it immediately.

These more than a dozen different forms of "source gods" will have a terrible attraction to the master of the furnace, which is simply irresistible.

No. 2 Tangqi, together with the melting furnace army, sacrificed food far less than the first feeding of the black mud at the moment.

The overlapping sound of the black mud, which had disappeared for a long time, resounded again:

"The furnace... Helps us..."

This second, Tangqi fully realized Diana's source of anxiety.

Diana was just born and helped Tangqi drag the black mud into the melting pot universe at the critical moment, but this can not change the fact that she is just a newborn God. She is still a long distance from the "powerful God". Except for the drag, the subsequent fighting can not be directly involved.

According to common sense, the black mud fed with so many gods at one time can completely make the furnace master who is on the verge of losing control and needs sacrifice obedient.

Tear up the previous "agreement" and hand over Tangqi to Heini.

But the voice of the black mud fell, and the desired result did not appear.

Although the flame of the crazy furnace stopped, the master of the furnace showed no sign of helping the black mud.

It stagnated for one thousandth of a second, or even shorter, and then the tone became strange. He continued to roar:

"... the sacrifice you spit out of your sticky feces... I don't... don't."

"Boom!"

With this roar again, the flame storm swept through. In the golden raging universe, a mass has shrunk many times. The changing shape of black mud has almost been rolled into thin "black paper". Although they are creeping and recovering rapidly, at that moment, Tang Qi's eyes suddenly burst into a strong light.

He saw, through the overlapping black mud, he saw a familiar face emerging from the deepest part of the black mud, without any facial features, only an unknown, unpredictable and nameless eye.

But this face, where the eye is, is empty.

Since Tang Qi peeped into the future with the help of the "anchor of fate" and found that he had only one chance to win, the original vague inspiration brewing in his heart has become extremely clear at the moment.

"The black mud have only one chance to counteract. Have they been used up?"

"Bang bang!"

A strong sense of adventure, without any hesitation, occupies the heart.

His mind seemed to hear his own violent heartbeat and made a decision in an instant.

At this time, he was still the dream master holding Deborah town. The dream tentacles wrapped Diana and moved her elsewhere.

Immediately, like a tentacle monster, he jumped at the black mud without any warning.

At this moment, Tangqi incarnates... Hunter.

A hunter who does not move and has no room for action.

The black mud who were fighting against the "furnace" suddenly found a color different from the golden flame.

There are infinite possibilities of phosphorescence, and I don't know when it begins to flicker around them.

The incomparably dreamy atmosphere makes the black mud feel the crisis they have never experienced, and the sense of crisis will emerge only when the "masters" punish them.

No, it's stronger than that.

The black mud followed their instinct. The dense granulations trembled and expanded wildly. They began to expand and will soon return to the form when they first entered the furnace universe, but this time they are no longer to gather the "secret net" to capture and drag the pseudo dream master.

Tang Qi seemed to see the following picture in his eyes: the black mud expanded, then exploded, turned into hundreds of millions of tiny mud invisible to the naked eye, and fled the furnace universe.

"As long as they escape a trace, they can bring news back to the Dark Universe."

When he was thinking, Tang Qi spoke to the black mud.

"Don't struggle, a drop... Can't go."

The voice fell and a silent scene appeared.

A dream tentacle monster opened all its tentacles to the black mud under the golden flame, then crossed the concept of time and wrapped them all before the black mud exploded.

"Boom!"

The black mud finally exploded.

An infinitely dark and quiet space is suddenly filled with hundreds of millions of black mud. They are invisible to the naked eye, but they all have their own lives and try to escape.

But immediately, it was like a reversal of time. Hundreds of millions of mud that could not be seen by the naked eye condensed again, and finally turned into a creeping and shrinking black mud, constantly changing its shape, as if it wanted to explore the place.

It was this second that a "human light and shadow" slowly appeared in front of them.

This light and shadow is the soul, which has been tied to an evil strange thing "soul exchange Libra".

But different from that time, the ripples in the center of the soul's eyebrows, with endless mysterious ripples and symbols overflowing, and finally condensed into an unknowable, unpredictable, peeping and unimaginable eye... Detached from everything and insight into everything.

"Above all spirits, he is the boundless and mysterious transcendent, the supreme origin and the ultimate eternity..."

In the inexplicable whisper, the group of terrible and strange black mud with countless means began to become weak, they flowed and dropped, and they began to convey the breath of submission.

No longer cold, even some cowardly and reverent overlapping sounds sound in this space.

"... master"

Listening to this voice, Tang Qi's ability, which has not been used for a long time, is now released unhindered.

"Everything knows!"

In an instant, the eyeball that understands everything burst out the faint light filled with this space.

The creeping granulation black mud seemed to be tortured immediately. They disintegrated instantly. All the "secrets" covered and covered by those black mud now came into Tang Qi's eyes. They wanted to scream in pain, but they had to bear it because of the inferiority of the master and servant. Empty and empty faces that were too small to be seen by the naked eye emerged, twisted and silently wailed.