The Bakerfast Chair screamed manically, and after the initial shock, Tang Qi quickly realized that the "black mud" on his fingertips was not real.

Although the aura and appearance are the same as the "slaves" of the Origin Protoss, just like the majestic knowledge that Falke possesses, it is covered with a layer of nothingness.

However, this is enough to surprise Tang Qi, since the Bakerfast Chair can simulate these black mud, it proves that it is a valuable "insider".

Because "everything is understood", Tang Qi is convinced that he has become an enemy of the Origin Protoss.

At the same time, he also confirmed that the Origin Protoss may be stronger than the entire "Light Camp", and this mysterious race can even reshape the timeline.

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

Tang Qi was eager to know the information about these "black muds" and the "Origin Protoss" covered by the black mud of the entire universe, but even with the range of communication he could now communicate with the Master, he could not obtain more secret knowledge of the Origin Protoss.

One can imagine how valuable a relevant person in the know is.

Although the fear-filled manic screams of the "Bakerfast Chair" made Tang Qi's heart sink slightly, he still asked seriously: "Fake, tell me, what do you know about these black mud and about the Origin Protoss?"

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

As the chair of Beckfast, the highest "light hole" is aimed at the entire dream country.

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

This feeling comes and goes quickly.

Then the next second, Fack's voice sounded in Tang Qi's mind.

Its tone seemed to be whispering, revealing obvious fear and withdrawal.

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

"But this obviously will not save you from your miserable fate, just like my stupid old master, you should not provoke something unmatched. ”

"Alas, this is the fate of Farke, I am destined not to have a stable master, whether it is the god of knowledge who can escape under the pursuit of a dozen gods, or the pseudo-master who sits on me at this time, this immature, clumsy and unlucky pseudo-master, will die a tragic death. ”

Seeing that Falke was starting to digress, Donkey was about to interrupt.

Suddenly, the chair beneath him trembled slightly, but unlike before, wisps of white light came out of the trembling, and they flickered around the chair of Beckfast.

Soon the light spread in front of Tang Qi as if it were alive, and in that void, in a tentative way, a word was written very slowly.

"Origin...... Slaves?"

Trembling as he wrote these words, Donkey felt the chair of Beckfast calm down, as if he was waiting for something.

After a few moments, it relaxed a bit.

The light squirmed again, and continued to write:

"I'm sorry my master, if it is dictated, I can't control what I will say, although with your domination of the kingdom as a shield, there is a high probability that you will not be able to hear my leaks, the temptation just now proved this, but it is always good to be on the safe side, so Falke chose the secret text to tell you the answer. ”

"By the way, Fack's handwriting isn't super beautiful, it's charming, right? ”

Seeing the light spreading out of these handwritings, the corners of Tang Qi's mouth, who automatically understood the so-called secret texts, twitched, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: "Don't be sorry, this way is better." ”

In the complaint, the secret text continues.

Only this time, those twisted and strange lines are written with the most secret knowledge in the infinite mysteries.

"Master, these black mud are actually a special kind of life, they can't be described as 'immortal species', even the longest-lived [Time Dragon] can't compare to them. ”

"They come from a place called 'The Darkest Universe', they serve the Lord of the Darkest Universe, a race that is above all else, above all the mystical spirits, you already know their names, Master, a thoughtful little advice, it's best not to confide those four words lightly, especially outside the realm. ”

"They call themselves slaves, but they possess terrifying powers, they can find universes and kingdoms for the supreme race, they can plunder the bodies of gods, the source of divinity, they can transform into any life or death, and they can even evolve themselves into a new universe. ”

"Their strength, depending 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 a third of the black mud in the Darkest Universe gushes out, they can even kill an existence of the level of the 'Lord of Light'. ”

"But what's even more terrifying is their ability to catch. ”

"Capture?"

On the chair, Tang Qi said in surprise.

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

It was as if the word was directed at him.

The light of Fake in front of him paused, and changed into a face that was frightened after being interrupted, and couldn't help grinning his teeth, and a bubble subtitle erupted from his big face, and the secret text in it jumped and jumped, and the dissatisfaction was obvious.

"Master, don't interrupt me, do you know how nervous Fack is, we're on the verge of death, my train of thought is about to break, where did I just go?"

"Oh yes, catch. ”

Fack's light changed to himself, and he quickly crossed out the words again, and continued to write along the trail.

"These black clay minions can do almost anything, and even the gods who hide deeply and are good at escaping cannot escape their snares. ”

"They weave a 'web of secrecy' that the victim will unknowingly put in, and the fate of the victim will not be up to the victim to decide. ”

"Well, the victims here are all gods, and the weakest of them is my old master, known as the god of knowledge...... Bakerfast. ”

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

In his heart, there was no need to guess, and he said with great confidence: "I am being captured." ”

Almost immediately, the shadow confirms this.

"Congratulations, my new master, you're already in the web of these horrible stinks. ”

"You can't go wrong, this horrible smell, I will never forget it, it's terrible...... Woooooooo ”

The last cry was real, Falk as a special life, it would really cry when the pressure was too much, and it was a storm cry, Tang Qi felt that the bottom of his ass began to become wet, and the entire chair began to flow crystal tears.

The eerie atmosphere that was finally created was dispelled by the speechless performance of "Fack".

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

After waiting for a moment, and waiting for Fack's crying in the depths of his heart to subside a little, Tang Qi hesitated for a moment before asking again: "Fake, your old master, how did Lord Bakerfast fall?"

Tang Qi originally thought that if he asked this question, Farke would refuse, or fall into hesitation.

As a high-level divine object, and a special life, although it cannot resist Tang Qi's oppression with the dominant force, it still has a certain degree of autonomy.

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

However, it was very unexpected, it neither refused nor hesitated, and gave Tang Qi the answer he wanted to know.

In front of Tang Qi, the messy secret text written by Fack's light suddenly disintegrated, as if it had been smeared by a huge eraser sassafras.

Then, the light of the new life became solemn, and the secret text written became more rigorous and neat, and the color became more black and white, like a eulogy.

"The old master of Farke, the great god of knowledge, Bakerfast. ”

"Not only a generous and wise deity, but also a loving father, a qualified lover, and a wise man who is chased by many gods. ”

"Although he has been spied on by a lot of malice since a long time ago, with the help of the powerful Fak ontology, he can always escape pursuit at critical moments. ”

"Until a vicious, cold web hangs over them, and the believers, their children, their lovers, and their enemies, all of them have an unpredictable accident overnight. ”

"Every existence related to fate, whether it is a transcendent life or a god, has an extra black line, and the incomparably terrifying existence traces back to these 'black lines', just like the goddess of fate, a bitch who likes to choke people's necks, capturing the great Beckfast. ”

"All the escape routes have been blocked. ”

"Dead, dead in that horrible black palm. ”

And the beginning of it all, from a voyeurism, the bathing of the goddesses does not cause trouble, and even the scene of the passionate collision of some powerful gods and their spouses only makes the name Beckfast a little worse. ”

"But the old master is ultimately the god of knowledge, and the only time he tries to peek into useful secret knowledge, he loses everything, it's so pitiful, woo woo. ”

"So, my new master, remember this profound lesson, and never get into the habit of voyeurism, that is wrong. ”

After writing this crazy secret knowledge, Tang Qi had no time to look at the final pretended deep warning.

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

Farke has made it clear how Beckfast, the "god of knowledge", fell.

There have been many gods who have spied before, and they have easily escaped the pursuit.

But when the "Slave of Origin" made a move, this god who could travel through hundreds of millions of worlds and peep into the past, present, and future time and space actually fell so happily?

The most important thing is that the process of Beckfast's capture is similar to what Tang Qi is aware of and is experiencing at this moment.