Chapter 844

At the moment, Tang Qi used almost all his strength to recover to the dream country in the best state. Hundreds of millions of divine tentacles were tightened. With the majestic and incomparable dominant divine power as his support, he slowly opened his eyes at the eyebrow of his soul.

His metamorphosed "knowledge of all things" can indeed peep into fate, but the weak and almost negligible power of fate needs a reliable medium.

At this moment, the media appears.

A wisp of fog gushed out of Tang Qi's body, rolled and surged, and condensed into a familiar "strange thing" in front of him.

It is a round and fresh iron piece. Its owner must wear it close to his body to have that kind of smart breath.

There is no need to recall. This is what Tangqi used to teach Sally the "mantra". They often have classes across iron sheets.

Not long ago, Sally came and left such things in addition to that sentence.

Tang Qi tried his best to recall the feeling of using the "anchor of fate" not long ago, and cast all things on the iron plate.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

... no response? Tang Qi couldn't see anything except the information of the strange thing itself.

The dreamland is still shaking, hundreds of millions of tentacles are tighter, and the powerful divine phosphorescence continues to explode, as if there was an "dream sun" in the boundless mystery, and began to attract some strange stray creatures to approach.

Just when Tang Qi continued to lose his divine power at all costs, suddenly the iron plate trembled slightly.

A familiar "fog of fate" gushed out of the iron sheet. Although it was extremely thin and seemed to be dispersing at any time, it was filled with power that temporarily exceeded the dream country.

Seeing that the extremely thin fog was about to disperse, unlike last time, Tang Qi's soul took the initiative to break away from his body and hit the fog.

Boom!

Yes, at the last moment, Tang Qi's soul collided with it.

The invisible power reappeared and threw his soul directly into a vast and misty river.

Once again, he began to roll wildly.

In front of him, countless "lines of destiny" twisted and appeared. Some passed like life, some gathered together, and some simply formed a dense grid. The fate of all things seemed to be in front of him, allowing him to peep.

Even there is a feeling in the depths of his soul that he can disturb and cut off a certain line of destiny at any time as long as he is willing, which may correspond to a life, a civilization, or even a God.

As long as Tangqi does it, he can decide the direction of fate.

But at the moment, he is not interested in these.

Following the familiar breath of "Sally", Tang Qi began to look for the line of Sally's destiny in the countless chaotic lines.

He soon understood Bai Meilin's feelings. Even with the guidance, it was difficult to lock the desired lines in an instant.

Chaos, that kind of confusion that can't be sorted out, occupies Tang Qi's soul.

At the same time, Tangqi felt pain.

It was a terrible pain that could not be eliminated at all, or even exacerbated by thought.

Beyond almost all the torture of the infinite mystery, whenever he peeps and fiddles with a thread of destiny, his soul is hurt once.

This cannot be exempted. Tang Qi believes that even if he is promoted to "all souls" in the future, he cannot be exempted at all.

"Those who peep at fate will be eaten back."

Tang Qi suddenly remembered this sentence, and there was another iron law proverb on the mysterious side.

Last time, he was not backfired, naturally because of the help of the "anchor of fate".

The pain is increasing. A large number of scars appear on his originally strong soul. The only thing that maintains the vast power is still the unknowable eye.

What makes Tang Qi feel worse is a powerful pulling force trying to drag him away from the "river of destiny".

This means that the loss of divine power is close to the limit, and his exploration is about to end in failure.

But just when he was unable to maintain it, the original weak guidance suddenly became strong. Tang Qi saw a "line of destiny" exuding a very familiar atmosphere.

It looks like a silk thread corroded by years. It is extremely dark. There are a lot of fracture signs on it, and it is constantly collapsing.

Strong bad omens, like a heavy hammer, madly beat Tang Qi's soul.

The next second, he saw it.

With the collapse of the silk thread, Tang Qi's uncontrollable fragment image came into his eyes.

There are all Sally's figures.

Sally's weak body suddenly broke into two incomparably powerful "ghost shadows", and the aftermath of the war drowned her.

In the fog, Sally, who was seriously injured, broke into a "Temple" beyond the boundless mystery, infinite time and space and multiple meta universes. In the temple shrouded in the fog, Sally stole a familiar divine object, the anchor of fate.

Because of her theft, she angered the unknown great existence.

When her projection carried the anchor of fate across the river to find Tang Qi, her noumenon lost its life with a gaze of the great existence.

Sally's dead!

Her fresh body, which was full of mystery and charm, darkened and fixed in place like a sculpture.

The light wind blew, and the fog lifted slightly, revealing that there were dense gray sculptures in the vast temple one after another, as if there were endless gray sculptures.

"Whoever steals fate cannot survive."

"Boom"

When the supreme Oracle sounded in the depths of Tang Qi's soul, in his eyes, the line of fate belonging to Sally, which was close at hand and could be touched by his hand, broke and disintegrated silently, turned into gray light spots and dispersed, and the breath belonging to Sally turned into nothingness at this moment.

The dragging force immediately wrapped Tang Qi's soul and dragged him away from the river of fate.

"No!"

When the world turned upside down and rolled, Tang Qi returned to his body, like a roar tearing his soul out of his mouth.

He trembled uncontrollably. The dense gray scars spread all over his body, as if he had become a statue that could be broken at any time. His facial features were completely distorted, and there was an extremely strong emotional fluctuation in his eyes for the first time. It was despair and collapse.

Unable to vent his anger and sadness, completely filled his soul.

Crazy thoughts, infected like a virus, his pure hazy soul suddenly became distorted.

As the master of dreams, the newly revived country has been implicated.

Boom!

Boom!

A more terrible disaster than the invasion of black mud came to dreamland.

All nodes are trembling or even collapsing. All dreamy creatures collapse and cry because they feel the dominant emotion. The bright red snow is pouring down from the sky, crazy, cold and desperate... The negative atmosphere is like an ocean to completely drown the country.

For a time, I don't know how many dream creatures are on the edge of "blackening".

The dominant body holding Deborah town also began to lose control and degenerate, and the original dreamy divinity gradually changed into madness and chaos.

As long as this amazing change continues, Tang Qi will degenerate, and the dream master will disappear. Instead, an evil god who can soon become the "real master" will be replaced.

At this moment, whether it is the baker fafast chair under Tangqi, or greedy food, dream creatures such as Amanda, white Merlin and tyron, as well as dream relatives who are still finishing in the Federation, are all in shock and trying to help the great master.

But it is a pity that they are also implicated and can't protect themselves.

The only one with a chance of success is Diana.

The holy girls who were visiting nodes in the country and making friends with dreamlike creatures are now very frightened, barefoot and struggling to fly to Deborah town. Along the way, countless dark tentacles follow some chaotic guidance, trying to intercept the girl or pull her to fall together.

But the holy light from Diana purified everything.

In dreamland, her power is second only to Tangqi.

She is now one of the "all souls". She is a holy and kind girl God who has not yet won the title.

But unfortunately, she also belongs to the dreamland, and she gradually began to be implicated.

More majestic black tentacles than before rushed towards her, the earth and sky began to break, volcanoes spewed, forests turned into chaotic ghosts, the plain became a stinky swamp, and a large number of chaotic and evil creatures were gradually attracted. They tried to invade the country and promote it to continue to degenerate.

Diana began to stumble and the sacred body of a girl was scarred. Even so, she never gave up. She fell and got up again and again.

Across the collapsed country, she began to call Tangqi.

"Wake up, wake up... The kind and kind dream master, the patron god of the lost and fallen, the lighthouse in the boundless mystery, and the wise man who brings peace, tranquility and dreams... My father God, Diana, whom you conceived, created and kissed, please wake up. Madness and chaos should not envelop this dreamland."

In the murmuring prayer, sitting on the God chair in the infinite experimental tower, Tangqi, who was going crazy and degenerate, seemed to wake up. For a moment, his completely blurred eyes were still filled with the broken picture of Sally's line of destiny. Vaguely, Diana's voice came.

The subtle connection between the two makes Tang Qi struggle and slowly stretch out a palm.

It was at this moment that the scarred Diana crossed the void and staged the scene that had happened against black mud again.

When Diana's little hand held Tangqi's palm, the incomparably holy "purification divinity" came.

"Boom!"

When he woke up, Tang Qi's crazy eyes were dull at first, and then recovered.

With the master's dreamy divinity, he immediately counterattacks those madness and chaos.

Pure phosphorescence flickered and began to repair the affected dream country. All nodes, dream creatures and dream relatives are returning to normal.

But at this moment, Tang Qi, who woke up, had no time to express his gratitude to Diana. He pulled the girl to his side, and the scars all over his body disappeared with the phosphorescent surge. However, this magnificent power could not bring Tang Qi a sense of security.

Tang Qi raised his head and looked straight at the nothingness ahead.

There, a figure suddenly appeared.

This is a "Lady". She is taller than ordinary women. She is wearing a very old gray skirt. It is a kind of gray as if it had faded after years, like fog. The texture lines on it are like ripples in the river, always rippling and full of uncertainty.

She is also barefoot, showing two white arms. She has braided hair, dark and dotted with gray braids.

Her facial features look uncoordinated, even ugly. Her nose is very high, her eyes are very deep, and the corners of her mouth seem to have an arc forever, revealing a smile that seems to ridicule everyone forever.

When this figure appeared in the tower without warning, the unknowable eye automatically began to close slowly at the brow of Tang Qi's soul. He felt that he could not reverse this process, and even just trying would have extremely terrible consequences.

Under him, beckfast's chair was shaking wildly, and endless thoughts of fear surged out. It even wanted to turn into a shadow and escape.

But what is more tragic is that it dare not really do that. At least it dare not move until it is allowed. This permission comes not from Tang Qi, but from another supreme will.

Without any foreshadowing and speculation, Tang Qi realized the identity of the woman in front of him from the depths of his heart.

Destiny!

Among the mysterious "ghosts", the most unknown and unpredictable gods are the great goddess who controls "destiny".

Originally, Tang Qi should have endless hatred and killing intention towards him.

But at the moment, none of this has happened.

At the moment Diana woke herself up, Tangqi realized it.

Everything he just peeped from the long river of fate was an illusion and a "fool" of him by the goddess of fate.

Sally, it hasn't fallen yet.

Tang Qi let his eyes close on his soul, and let the lady in front of him look at him and ridicule him.

Inside the tower, there is silence.

It looks like some ugly goddess of destiny, who seems to be in the eyes of everything. Looking at Tang Qi is like looking at an interesting toy without any respect. The ridicule and fool smile from above are also exposed without concealment.

His voice was full of uncertainty, sometimes gentle, sometimes hoarse, sometimes malicious. With irresistible power, Tang Qi's soul and even the whole country showed signs of distortion, but soon stabilized in the last evil voice.

"Do you want to save her, poor little witch who steals fate to help you?"

He spoke, and then did not need Tang Qi to answer. It seemed that he was talking to Tang Qi in the future, and the voice full of malice and evil interest continued to ring.

"You steal fate and peep at fate... As punishment, you will be played by fate. Your secrets cannot be hidden before fate. Everything you want will slide in the opposite direction. You are likely to face the most tragic outcome, which may be the inevitable and only outcome."

The voice fell, and Tang Qi was looked at again. The smile on the corner of the lady's mouth was full of malice that made his soul tremble.

If the lady gives him a hand, Tang Qi will surely die. Even if he reopens his knowledge of everything, or asks Raphael for help, summons the monarch Octopus again, asks the Mother God for help... These will not change the result.

Once again, Tang Qi didn't have time to answer. In the future, he seemed to give the answer in advance.

The radian of the lady's mouth is more exaggerated. His voice, which makes Tang Qi unable to resist malice, rings out in the depths of Tang Qi's soul.

"From this moment on, you will be my plaything and you will participate in my game... Until I forgive you or... Despise you."