The Beckfast Chair screamed maniacly. After the initial shock, Donqi quickly realized that the "black mud" at his fingertips was not real.

Although the breath and appearance are consistent with the "slaves" of the Original God clan, it is covered with a void shell just like the magnificent knowledge that Farke has.

But this is enough to surprise Donkey. Since the Beckfast Chair can simulate these black mud, it proves that it is a valuable "informer".

Because of "everything is well-known", Tang Qi was convinced that he and the Origin Gods became enemies.

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

It is also because of this terrifying enemy that Tang Qi has a strong sense of urgency to increase his strength.

Tang Qi was eager to know about these "black mud" and the information about the "original gods" covered by the black mud of the entire universe, but even with the communication scope he can communicate with the master now, he could not obtain more secret knowledge of theoriginal gods.

It is conceivable how valuable a relevant insider is.

Although the manic scream of fear in the "Bakfast Chair" made Tang Qi's heart stern, he asked seriously: "Fak, tell me, what do you know about these black mud and the Origin Gods?"

The shadow who received the question did not answer immediately, Tang Qi came from another perspective.

As the Beckfast Chair, the highest "light hole" suddenly aimed at the entire dreamland.

As the dominant Tang Qi immediately felt a sense of being peeped.

This feeling comes quickly and disappears quickly.

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

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

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

"But this obviously cannot save your miserable fate, just like my stupid old master, who should not provoke something unmatched."

"Oh, this is Farke's fate. I am destined to have a stable master. Whether it is the God of Knowledge who can escape from the pursuit of more than a dozen gods, or the immature and unlucky pseudo-lord sitting on me at this time, this young, clumsy and unlucky pseudo-lord will die tragically."

Seeing Farke begin to get off topic, Don Qi was about to interrupt.

Suddenly the chair under him trembled slightly again, but unlike before, in the trembling, a ray of white light broke out, and they surrounded the Beckfast Chair, and the hazy light flashed.

Soon, these lights spread to Tang Qi like life, and in the void, they wrote a word extremely slowly in a tentative way.

"Slave of Origin...?"

Writing the word tremblingly, Donci felt the Beckfast Chair calm down, as if he was waiting for something nervously.

After a moment, it relaxed a little.

The light squirmed again, and continued to write:

"I'm sorry, my master, if I say it orally, I can't control what I will say. Although with your dominant kingdom as a shield, we are likely to not be able to hear my leak. The temptation just now proves this, but it's always good to be on the safe side, so Fark chose the secret text to tell you the answer."

"By the way, is Fark's handwriting super beautiful, it's very charming, right?"

Seeing these words spreading out of the light, Tang Qi, who was automatically familiar with the so-called secret text, twitched, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "No need to be sorry, this method is better."

While complaining, the secret text continues.

But this time, those twisted and weird lines are the most secret knowledge in the infinite mystery.

"Master, these black muds are actually a special kind of life. They cannot be described as "Eternal Life Seed". Even the longest-lived [Time Dragon] cannot be compared with them."

"They come from a place called the 'Darkest Universe'. They serve the master of the Darkest Universe, a race that transcends everything and overtakes the mysterious spirits. Master, you already know your names. A thoughtful little suggestion, it is best not to easily reveal those four words, especially outside the country."

"They call themselves slaves, but the power they possess is extremely terrifying. They can find a devourable universe and kingdom for the supreme race. They can plunder the bodies of gods and the source of divinity. They can transform into any life or dead thing, and they can even evolve themselves into a new universe."

"Their power depends on 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 one-third of the black mud in the darkest universe surges out, they can even kill existences of the level of the 'Lord of Light'."

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

“Capture?”

On the sacred chair, Tang Qi said in surprise.

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

It seems that this word is directed at him.

The Farke light in front of him paused for a moment, and after a break, he was frightened. He couldn't help but grin and spit out a bubble subtitle on his face. The secret text inside jumped and the aura of dissatisfaction was obvious.

"Master, don't interrupt me. Do you know how nervous I am in Fak? We are wandering on the verge of death. My thinking is about to break. Where did I just talk about?"

"Oh, yes, capture."

Farke's light changed on its own, and soon made a big fork in all these words and continued to write along the traces.

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

"They will weave a 'secret web' that will be put in without the victim's knowledge, and their fate will be determined by the victim."

"Well, the victims here are all gods, the weakest of them is my old master, Beckfast, who is called the God of Knowledge."

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

In his heart, there was no need to make a guess, and he said confidently: "I am being captured."

Almost immediately, the shadow confirmed this.

"Congratulations, my new master, you are already in the net of these horrible stinky things."

"It won't go wrong. I will never forget this terrifying smell. It's so terrible... Woo woo woo woo woo."

The final cry was real. As a special life, Farke really cried under too much pressure, and it was a storm crying. Tang Qi felt that under his butt it was beginning to become wet, and crystal tears began to flow out of the entire magic chair.

The strange atmosphere that was finally created was dispelled by the speechless performance of "Fake".

Don Qi found that he was soaked in tears and vaguely guessed the reason why the Beckfast Chair was crying, so Don Qi restrained the urge to complain.

After waiting for a while, when Fake's crying in his heart calmed down a little, Donqi hesitated for a moment before asking again: "Fak, how did your old master, Lord Beckfast fall?"

Tang Qi originally thought that if Fake asked this question, he 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 his dominant power, it still has a certain degree of autonomy.

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

But very unexpectedly, it neither refused nor hesitated, giving the answer that Tang Qi wanted to know.

In front of Tang Qi, all the messy secret texts written by Farke's light suddenly collapsed, as if they were smeared by a huge rubber.

Then, the new light became solemn, the secret texts written became more rigorous and neat, and the colors became black and white, like eulogies.

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

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

"Although I have been peeped at by many malicious intentions since a long time ago, with the help of the powerful Farke body, I can always escape the pursuit at critical moments."

"Until a vicious and cold net came over, the believers, children, lovers, and enemies all had an unpredictable accident overnight."

"Every existence related to fate, whether it is extraordinary life or gods, has an extra black line. An extremely terrifying existence follows these 'black lines' and traces the origin, like the goddess of fate, who likes to strangle people's necks, to capture the great Beckfast."

"All escape routes were blocked."

"Die, die in that terrifying black palm."

"And the beginning of all this comes from a voyeurism, the goddesses' bathing will not cause trouble, and even the passionate collision between powerful gods and spouses only makes the name Beckfast worse."

"But the old master is ultimately the God of Knowledge. The only time he tried to peek at useful secret knowledge, which made him lose everything. It was so pitiful, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-

"So, my new master, remember this profound lesson. Never develop the habit of peeping, that's wrong."

After writing these crazy secret knowledge, Tang Qi had no time to see Fake's last pretended to be a deep warning.

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

Fark has already told me clearly how Beckfast, the "God of Knowledge", fell.

I have peeped at many gods before, but they easily escaped the pursuit.

But when the "Slave of Origin" takes action, this god who can travel through billions of worlds and peeks at the past, present, and future time and space actually falls so happily?

The most important thing is how similar the process of Beckfast's capture is to what Don Qi noticed and was experiencing at this moment?
Chapter completed!