Lord of Mystics Chapter 805: 0 million don’t peep

Chair of Bakefast frantically screamed. After the initial shock, Tang Qi quickly realized that the "black mud" at his fingertips was not real.

Although the breath and appearance are consistent with Origin God Race's "servant", it is just like the majestic knowledge that Fack possesses, covered with a layer of nothingness.

But this is enough to surprise Tang Qi. Since Chair of Bakefast can simulate these black muds, it proves to be a valuable "informant".

Because of the "knowledge of everything", Tang Qi is convinced that he and Origin God Race become enemies.

At the same time, he also confirmed that Origin God Race may be stronger than the entire "Bright Camp". This mysterious race can even reshape the timeline.

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

Tang Qi is eager to know the information of these "black mud" and "Origin God Race" covered by a whole universe of black mud, but even if he can now communicate with the master, he can’t get more Origin God Race. Covert knowledge.

Imagine how valuable a relevant insider is.

Despite the fearful maniac scream of "Chair of Bakefast" that made Tang Qi feel slightly sullen, he asked seriously: "Fak, tell me, about these black muds, about Origin God Race, what do you know?"

The shadow of the question is not answered immediately, Tang Qi is in another perspective.

As Chair of Bakefast, the "light hole" at the highest point suddenly aimed at the entire Dream Country.

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

This feels fast and disappears quickly.

The next second, Fak’s voice rang within Tang Qi’s mind.

Its tone is like whispering, showing obvious fear and flinching.

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

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

"Alas, this is the fate of Faker. I am destined to not have a stable master, whether it is the God of Knowledge that can escape under the chase of a dozen gods, or it is sitting on me at this time, this is tender Awkward and unlucky pseudo-lords will all die miserably."

Tang Qi is about to interrupt as Fake begins to digress.

Suddenly the chair under him trembles again, but unlike before, a ray of white light escapes from the tremor, they surround Chair of Bakefast, and the hazy light flashes.

Soon these lights spread to Tang Qi as if they were living, and in the void, in a tentative way, wrote a word very slowly.

"The slave of origin..."

Thumbling down to write the word, Tang Qi felt Chair of Bakefast calmed down, and seemed to be waiting anxiously for something.

After a while, it relaxes 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 with your ruler’s kingdom as a shield, they have a high probability of not being able to hear my leaks. One point, but it’s always good to be safe, so Fak chose a secret text to tell you the answer."

"By the way, is Faak’s handwriting beautiful and charming, right?"

Watching the light spreading out these writings, Tang Qi, who knew the so-called secret text automatically, twitched the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't help but say: "Don't be sorry, this way is better."

In the Tucao, the secret text continues.

Only this time, those twisted and weird lines are written, but it is the most secret knowledge in Boundless Occult.

"Master, these black muds are actually a special kind of life. They cannot be described as "longevity species", and even the longevity [Time Period Giant Dragon] cannot be compared with them."

"They come from a place called "Extremely Dark Universe", they serve the master of Extremely Dark Universe, a race that is detached from everything and above the mysterious spirits, the master you already know their names, a thoughtful suggestion , It’s better not to confess those four words easily, especially outside the country."

"They call themselves servants, but they have extremely terrible power. They can find the universe and kingdom to devour for the supreme race. They can plunder the body of the gods, Source of Divinity. They can change into any life or death. , They can even evolve a new universe on their own."

"Their power depends on the quantity."

"As long as it exceeds a certain limit, they can easily kill most gods, including some powerful gods."

"According to the old master's guess, if one-third of the black mud in Extremely Dark Universe is poured out, they can even kill the existence of the level of "Lord of Light."

"But what is more terrifying is their ability to capture."

"Capture?"

On the Divine Chair, Tang Qi said in surprise.

The appearance of this keyword makes the danger sign deep inside his mind become stronger again.

It seems that this word is for him.

The light in front of Fak paused, and a face that was frightened after being interrupted and could not help but grin with teeth, and a bubble caption spouted on the big face, the secret text inside jumped, dissatisfied. obvious.

"Master, don’t interrupt me, do you know how nervous I am, Fuck, we are walking on the edge of death, my thoughts are going to be broken, where did I just say?"

"Oh, yes, capture."

Fak’s light changes on his own, and he quickly crossed all these words and continued to write along the traces.

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

"They will weave a ‘Secret Net’ and put him in before the victim unknowingly, and the fate of the future will not be decided by the victim.”

"Well, the victims here are gods, and the weakest of them is my old master, known as God of Knowledge...Bakefast."

Tang Qi’s inspiration was touched when these secrets were written.

He doesn’t need to make any guesses, he is very determined: "I am being captured."

Almost immediately, the shadow confirms this.

"Congratulations, my new owner, you are already in the web of these horrible stuff."

"You can’t go wrong. This horrible smell, which I would never forget in my chair, is terrible...oooooooooooooooooooo.

The last cry is real. As a special life, Fack will cry when he is under too much pressure, and still cry in a storm. Tang Qi feels that his buttocks are starting to get wet. Zhang Shenyi began to shed crystal tears.

The weird atmosphere finally created was dispelled by the speechless performance of "Fak".

Tang Qi found that he had signs of being soaked in tears, and vaguely guessed the reason why Chair of Bakefast was crying, so Tang Qi restrained the urge to vomit.

Wait for a moment, and wait for Fak’s crying in the heart to calm down a little, Tang Qi hesitated a moment before asking again: "Fak, your old master, how did your lord Bakefast fall?"

Tang Qi originally thought that if he asked this question, Fack would refuse or hesitate.

As a high-level fetish and a special life, although it can't resist Tang Qi's oppression by the dominant power, there is still a certain degree of autonomy.

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

But it was very unexpected. It neither refused nor hesitated, and gave the answer that Tang Qi wanted to know.

In front of Tang Qi, the messy essays written by Falk Ray suddenly disintegrated, as if smeared by a huge rubber scrubber.

Later, the fresh light became solemn, and the written secrets became more rigorous and neat, and the colors became black and white, like a eulogy.

"The old master of Fak, the great God of Knowledge Bakefast."

"He is not only a generous, wise god, but also a loving father, a qualified lover, and a wise man chased by many gods."

"Although he has been peeped by a lot of maliciousness since the long years ago, with the help of a powerful Faak body, he can always escape the pursuit at a critical moment."

"Until a vicious and icy net overshadowed him, his believers, his children, his lovers, and his enemies had an unpredictable accident overnight."

“Every existence related to his destiny, whether it is extraordinary life or a god, has a black line. The extremely terrifying existence follows these'black lines' and traces its origins, just like the goddess of destiny. Like the **** who squeezes the neck, capture the great Bakefast."

"All his escape routes are blocked."

"He died, died in that horrible black palm."

"And the beginning of all this came from a peep from him. The goddess’ bathing will not cause any trouble. Even the scene of the collision between some powerful gods and their spouses only makes the name Bakefast worse. "

"But the old master is ultimately God of Knowledge ~IndoMTL.com~ The only time he tried to spy on useful secret knowledge, so that he lost everything, too pitiful, woo woo."

"So, my new master, remember this profound lesson, don't ever get into the habit of peeping, that's wrong."

After these crazy secret knowledge is written, Tang Qi has no time to see the final and profound warning.

At this moment, Tang Qi's head is roaring, his pupils are contracting suddenly, and his back is a bit cold.

Fak has already made it clear how the "God of Knowledge" Bakefast fell.

He has peeped into many gods before, and he easily escaped the hunt.

But when the "Slave of Origin" shot, this **** who can travel through hundreds of millions of worlds, can peep into the past, present, and future time and space, actually fell so happy?

The most important thing is that the process of capturing Bakefast is similar to what Tang Qi is aware of and is experiencing right now?