Tang Qi used almost all the power at this moment, the dream country that had recovered to its best state, the billions of divine tentacles were tight, and with the majestic and incomparably dominant-level divine power as his support, he slowly opened the heart of his soul's eyebrows, the transcendent and insightful eye.

His transformed "understanding of everything" can indeed peek into fate, but the power of fate, which is so weak that it can almost be ignored, needs a reliable medium.

And at this moment, the medium appears.

Strands of mist poured out of Tang Qi's body, tumbling and surging, condensing into a familiar "strange thing" in front of his eyes.

It was a round and vivid piece of iron, and its owner must have worn it close to his body to have that kind of smart atmosphere.

There is no need to remember, this is the tool used by Tang Qi when he taught Sally the "Mantra of the Truth", and the two often attend classes through iron plates.

Not long ago, Sally projected to come, and in addition to that sentence, she also left something like this.

Tang Qi tried his best to recall the feeling of using the "Anchor of Destiny" not long ago, and cast all things at the iron piece to understand everything.

One second!

Two seconds!

Three seconds!

...... There was no response? Except for the information about the strange thing itself, Tang Qi couldn't see anything else.

The Dream Realm was still trembling, billions of tentacles tightened, and the phosphorescent light containing powerful divinity continued to erupt, as if there was an extra "Dream Sun" in the boundless mystery, and began to attract some strange wandering creatures to approach.

Just when Tang Qi continued to consume his divine power at any cost, suddenly the iron piece trembled slightly.

A familiar wisp of "mist of fate" poured out of the iron sheet, and although it was extremely thin and seemed to be about to dissipate at any time, it was indeed filled with power that temporarily overrode the fantasy realm.

Seeing that the incomparably thin mist was about to dissipate, unlike last time, Tang Qi's soul took the initiative to break away from his body and crash into the mist.

Rumble!

Caught and, at the last moment, Donch's soul collided with it.

The invisible power reappeared, throwing his soul directly into an incomparably vast, misty river.

Again, he began to roll wildly.

In front of him, uncountable "threads of fate" twisted and appeared, some passing like life, some converging together, some simply forming a dense grid, and the fate of all things seemed to be right in front of his eyes, at his disposal.

Even in the depths of his soul, there is a feeling that as long as he wants, he can disrupt and cut a certain thread of fate at any time, which may correspond to a life, a civilization, or even a god.

As long as Tang Qi makes a move, he can decide the direction of fate.

But at the moment, he had no interest in any of that.

Following the guidance of the familiar aura that belonged to "Sally", Tang Qi began to look for the thread of fate belonging to Sally in this countless chaotic threads.

He quickly understood Bai Meilin's feelings, even with the guidance of the dark, it was difficult to lock the desired line in an instant.

Chaos, the kind of chaos that can't be sorted out at all, occupies Tang Qi's soul.

At the same moment, Tang Qi felt pain.

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

Beyond the infinite mystery of almost all torture, every time he peeked and played with a thread of fate, his soul suffered a wound.

This is not exempt, and Tang Qi believes that even if he is promoted to "Ten Thousand Souls" in the future, he will not be exempt at all.

"Those who peep into fate will be counterattacked. ”

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

Last time, he was not counterattacked, naturally because of the help of the "Anchor of Destiny".

The pain continued to intensify, and a large number of scars appeared on his originally strong soul, and the only one who maintained the immensity of power was still the unknowable eyeball.

What made Tang Qi feel even worse was a powerful pulling force trying to drag him away from the "long river of fate".

This meant that the depletion of divine power was approaching its limit, and his quest was about to fail.

But just when he was unable to maintain it any longer, the originally weak guidance suddenly became stronger, and Tang Qi saw a "line of fate" that exuded an incomparably familiar atmosphere.

It looked like a thread of silk that had been corroded by time, and it was faint, showing signs of breaking and crumbling.

A strong bad omen, like a heavy hammer, frantically pounding Tang Qi's soul.

The next second, he saw it.

With the collapse of the silk thread, the fragmented images that Tang Qi couldn't control came into his eyes.

Inside, it's all Sally's figure.

Sally's frail body suddenly burst into the midst of two incomparably powerful "Illusions of All Souls", and the aftermath of the war overwhelmed her.

In the mist, a seriously injured Sally broke into a "temple" beyond the boundless mystery, infinite time and space, and multiple metaverses, and in the mist-shrouded temple, Sally stole a familiar artifact, the Anchor of Destiny.

Because of her stealing, she angered the unknown great being.

As her projection carried the anchor of fate through the long river to find Tang Qi, her body, with the gaze of the great being, lost her life.

Sally is dead!

Her vivid body, which was originally full of mystery and seduction, dimmed and froze in place like a sculpture.

The breeze blew, and the mist lifted slightly, revealing that inside the vast temple, one after another was densely packed, like an endless array of gray sculptures.

"Whoever steals destiny will not survive. ”

"Boom"

When this supreme oracle sounded in the depths of Tang Qi's soul, in his eyes, the thread of fate belonging to Sally, which was close at hand and could be touched by his probe, silently broke and disintegrated, turning into gray points of light and drifting away, and the breath belonging to Sally in the dark completely turned into nothingness at this moment.

The dragging force instantly enveloped Tang Qi's soul and dragged him away from the long river of fate.

"No!"

As the world turned upside down, Tang Qi returned to his body, as if a soul-tearing roar came out of his mouth.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably, dense gray scars all over his body, as if he had become a statue that could be shattered at any time, his facial features were completely distorted, and for the first time there were extremely strong mood fluctuations in his eyes, which was despair, that was collapse.

The anger and sadness that could not be vented completely filled his soul.

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

As the master of dreams, the newly revived kingdom is implicated.

Rumble!

Thundered!

A more terrifying disaster than the previous black mud invasion has befallen the Dream Realm.

All the nodes were trembling and even collapsing, all the fantastic creatures were cried because they felt the emotions of domination, and the bright red snow poured down from the sky, crazy, cold, and desperate...... The negative aura is like an ocean that will completely submerge the kingdom.

For a while, I don't know how many fantasy creatures were on the verge of "blackening".

The dominant body that held Deborah Town in its arms also began to lose control and degenerate, and the original dreamy divine aura gradually transformed into madness and chaos.

As long as this earth-shattering change continues, Tang Qi will surely fall, and the Dream Lord will disappear, replaced by an evil god who will soon become the "true master".

At this moment, whether it is the Baker Fat Chair under Tang Qi, or the gluttony, the fantasy creatures such as Amanda, Bai Meilin, and Tyranny, as well as the fantasy dependents who are still in the end of the Federation, are all frightened and trying to help the Great Lord.

But unfortunately, they are also implicated, and they are unable to protect themselves.

The only one with a chance of success is Diana.

The holy girl who was originally in the country, visiting one node after another, and making friends with fantasy creatures, was extremely panicked at this moment, barefoot, and flew towards Deborah Town, along the way, countless pitch-black tentacles followed some kind of chaotic guidance, trying to intercept the girl, or pull her to fall together.

But the holy radiance that welled up from Diana's body purified everything.

In the Fantasy Realm, her authority is second only to Tang Qi.

She is now one of the "spirits", a god of holy and good maidens who does not yet have the title.

But unfortunately, she also belongs to the dream country, and she gradually begins to be implicated.

Black tentacles surged toward her even more majestic than before, the earth and the sky began to shatter, volcanoes erupted, forests turned into chaotic ghosts, plains turned into foul-smelling swamps, and a large number of chaotic, evil creatures were gradually drawn to it, trying to invade the realm and push it to continue its depravity.

Diana began to trip, and the sacred maiden's body was scarred, but even then she never gave up, falling again and again, and getting up again and again.

Through the collapse of the realm, she began to call out to Tang Qi.

"Wake up, wake up...... The lord of good and benevolent dreams, the patron saint of the lost and the fallen, the lighthouse of the infinite mysteries, the wise man who brings peace, tranquility and sweet dreams...... My Father, Diana, whom you conceived and kissed, I beg you to wake up, madness and chaos should not envelop this land of dreams. ”

In the midst of the muttering prayers, in the infinitely high experimental tower, sitting upright on the divine chair, Tang Qi, who was walking towards madness and depravity, seemed to wake up for a moment, his completely blurred eyes, still filled with the picture of Sally's broken thread of fate, and faintly, Diana's voice came.

The subtle connection between the two made Tang Qi struggle, and slowly stretched out a palm.

It was also at this moment that the scarred Diana stepped across the void, and the scene that had happened in the battle against the black mud was re-staged.

When Diana's little hand held Tang Qi's palm, that incomparably holy "purifying divinity" came to her.

"Boom!"

When he woke up, Tang Qi's crazy eyes were first sluggish, and then regained consciousness.

With the fantastic divinity of the master, fight back against the madness and chaos in no time.

Pure phosphorescent light flickered and began to repair the affected Dream Realm, and all the nodes, dream creatures, and dream dependents were returning to normal.

But at this moment, Tang Qi, who woke up, didn't have time to express his gratitude to Diana, he pulled the girl to his side, and the scars all over his body faded with the phosphorescent surge, but this majestic divine power could not bring Tang Qi a sense of security.

Tang Qi raised his head and looked straight into the void in front of him.

There, a figure suddenly appeared.

This is a "lady", she is taller than the average woman, she wears a long gray dress of an extremely old shape, a gray that seems to have faded over time, a gray like a mist, and the textured lines on it are like ripples in a river, always rippling, full of uncertainty.

She was also barefoot, revealing two white arms, and she wore braids with black and gray braids.

Her facial features looked incongruous, even a little ugly, her nose was high, her eyes were deep, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be forever curvature, revealing a smile that seemed to be forever mocking everyone.

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

Beneath him, the Beckfast Chair was shaking wildly, and endless fearful thoughts were surging out, and it even wanted to turn into a shadow and escape.

But what is even more tragic is that it does not dare to really do that, at least until it is allowed to do so, and this permission does not come from Tang Qi, but from another supreme will.

Without any foreshadowing, and there was no need to guess, Tang Qi understood the identity of the lady in front of him from the depths of his heart.

Goddess of Fate!

Among the "spirits" above the mystery, the most unknowable and unpredictable deity, the great goddess who controls "fate".

Originally, Tang Qi should have had infinite hatred for him, as well as killing intent.

But at the moment, none of that is yet.

The moment Diana woke herself up, Tang Qi came to her senses.

Everything he had just peeked into from the long river of fate was an illusion, a "fool" of the goddess of fate.

Sally, hasn't fallen yet.

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

Inside the tower, there was silence.

The goddess of fate, who looks a little ugly, looks at Tang Qi in her eyes that seem to be all-encompassing, as if she is looking at a funny toy, without any respect, and the mockery and foolish smile on the high are also unabashedly revealed.

His voice was uncertain, sometimes gentle, sometimes hoarse, sometimes full of malice, with an irresistible force that made Donkey's soul and even the entire kingdom appear to be distorted as a result, but it quickly settled in the last of the evil voices.

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

He spoke, and then he didn't need to answer, as if he was talking to the future Don Qi, and the voice full of malice and bad taste continued to sound.

"You steal fate, peep fate...... As a punishment, you will be played by fate, your secrets cannot be hidden before fate, everything you want will slip in the opposite direction, and you may face the most tragic end, which may be the inevitable and only ending. ”

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

If this lady were to attack him, Donchi would surely die, even if he reopened his eyes to all understanding, or asked Raphael for help, resummoning the monarch octopus, and asking the Mother Goddess for help...... And so on, and none of this will make any difference in the outcome.

Again, Tang Qi didn't have time to answer, and he seemed to give an answer in advance.

The curvature of the corners of the lady's mouth was even more exaggerated, and his voice that made Tang Qi unable to resist malice was extremely real, resounding 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...... Disgusted with you. ”