One second? Or perhaps longer, Tang Qi fell into an inexplicable palpitation, with the dream divine tentacles behind him shimring with phosphorescence, trembling and curling up.
When the mist dispersed, the impossibly ancient divine artifact "Anchor of Destiny" fell, causing the entire Dream Kingdom to beco unstable, waking Tang Qi up, and he quickly realized what had happened.
"Sally left the Origin Star to help , intervening in the war between the 'Witch of Misfortune' and the 'Lucky Girl'. By so ans, she borrowed the divine artifact 'Anchor of Destiny' that can ignore the power of the Black Mud... She's in trouble because of ."
He had no ti to look at the stunned White rlin and Unicorn who witnessed the spectacle upon waking up. A dream divine tentacle touched the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with solemnity and tenderness, the trembling in his heart like a tide that wouldn't stop.
Beneath the Experintal Tower where Tang Qi's body lay, the Beckfast Chair, which had witnessed everything, was screaming.
"Ahhh... I don't want to be a chair anymore, Master, you are so great, far better than my old master."
"That's the Destiny Witch, a living Destiny Witch, although I completely can't see her future, there's no need to see it, fuck I'm not blind, your spouse has unimaginable potential, and she actually borrowed the Anchor of Destiny for you?"
"That's a divine artifact of that bitch, the Fate Goddess. The mistress must have paid an unimaginable price, she's too great, fuck I'm about to cry, fuck I'm already crying..."
Amid the screams of the Divine Chair, Tang Qi regained himself from the palpitation.
He temporarily suppressed the intense impulse to go find Sally, his expression turning cold, quickly interrupting and asking Fak: "How to use the Anchor of Destiny?"
This question made the Beckfast Chair stop crying, and it beca dejected once more, apologetically saying: "...Sorry, Master, Fak doesn't know."
"Among all spirits, apart from the Fate Goddess herself, no one knows how to use the Anchor of Destiny, including the Witch of Misfortune, the Lucky Girl, the Invisible Mist, the Fate Dominator... all the gods related to 'Destiny', none of them know how to use it, or even if they do, they, like the mistress, cannot tell anyone."
When Fak said it didn't know, Tang Qi had no further intentions of asking.
A thought moved in his heart, and a dream divine tentacle snaked to Deborah Town, enveloping the ancient, mottled, seemingly nonexistent "Anchor of Destiny", bringing it into the Experintal Tower.
In his mind, every word Sally had left was echoing.
"You have only temporary usage rights, it will automatically return to the River of Destiny at so future mont..."
This sentence did not specify a ti, aning the divine artifact brought by Sally could disappear at any mont.
Tang Qi suppressed his eager thoughts, without any delay, instinctively casting "All-Knowing" on the Anchor of Destiny.
From Sally and the Beckfast Chair's scant words, it was indiscernible, but the Anchor of Destiny was a divine artifact with a level not inferior to the "Origin Divine Race". It belongs to the most unknowable, the most transcendent of all spirits, the "Fate Goddess".
If it were any other ti, the ever-cautious Tang Qi would not cast All-Knowing on such a divine artifact.
But now, he had no better choice, he couldn't even be sure, even with its transformation, if All-Knowing could extract information fragnts from the Anchor of Destiny.
The answer appeared imdiately.
When those eyes that perceive all touched the ancient, mottled, seemingly nonexistent Anchor of Destiny.
The expected scene of information fragnts flowing did not occur, nor were there any intense warnings.
Tang Qi felt only imnse swelling in his eyes, as if they were about to burst.
In the surging ghost light, the "Anchor of Destiny" that had been quietly lying there suddenly trembled slightly.
Mist!
Endless mist instantly spread out from the anchor, that mist seed to have authority surpassing the dream divinity, at least temporarily, the formless great power directly tore Tang Qi's soul out of the Dominator's body, throwing him into an imnse, mist-filled river.
He began to tumble, frantically tumbling.
During this, countless "rays of light" flashed before his eyes.
"Threads of destiny?"
Tang Qi had just a mont of insight, he spied the scene within the first ray of light.
It appeared extrely dim, ready to shatter at any mont, with so images seemingly related to him, belonging to the future, flickering: within, Tang Qi chooses to let the Dream Master descend, instantly capturing the Black Mud, but the repulsion of the Origin Star that follows makes him go completely out of control, and the Black Mud turns the tables.
Before Tang Qi could think, another dim thread of destiny flashed by, in which he seed to make a smarter choice: he voluntarily surrendered, and when about to be taken by the Black Mud, he transported the Dream Kingdom to the battleground between "Light" and "Thorns" in the Exotic Realm, resulting in him still being taken, and also implicating Rafael who was defeated by the Lord of Light.
"Grey threads of destiny, representing a failed future."
Realizing this, Tang Qi also noticed the chaotic, tangled threads of destiny before him, almost all were dim and about to shatter.
This ant he had made many choices, but all ended in failure.
No, there was one "exception".
Still tumbling, Tang Qi's eyes caught a bright, stable color.
A special thread of destiny!
Tang Qi used all his strength, desperately trying to get close to that deeply placed line shimring with bright radiance.
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