The hollow of the scepter is not known to be inlaid with pearls or gemstones.

Anyway, the key thing has been separated from the scepter.

The reason why Wang Feng was interested in this thing was mainly because he found that the rod of the scepter was very special.

Although it seems that the pole is made of wood, if you think about it carefully, it is not reasonable that the thing has been soaked in the lake for I don't know how many years, but there is still no sign of decay.

Besides, things weren't buried deep in the mud to the point of forming ebony.

Soak in water, there's no reason not to get corrupted.

Wang Feng wiped off the water stains, and he could also feel very flexible and elastic activity in the rod.

This feel, this texture...... If someone had told him that the scepter had been cut from a fresh tree, he might have believed it.

The problem is that from the rod, he sensed the charm of the ancient, the ancient, and the vicissitudes of time.

Not surprisingly, something should have a long history.

Wang Feng observed carefully and found that the rod was completely dry. On the rod, you can also see some shallow carvings.

The light texture makes up a very complex pattern, as if it were ......

Wait.

In an instant, Wang Feng's heart moved, and he hurriedly looked at the eyeball.

He took his eyeball and placed it on the top of the scepter and gestured at it.

Click!

As soon as he pressed it, his eyes were stuck in the round hole at the top of the scepter, and the silk was tightly sealed.

No way?

Unexpected.

Even Wang Feng himself didn't expect it.

The strange eyeballs turned out to be part of the scepter.

Wang Feng was surprised and couldn't help but wave his scepter. If it's not the whole, but two separate things, maybe the eyeballs will fall off again.

However, when he unconsciously waved the scepter, a strange change suddenly appeared!

With a single wave, a strange wave suddenly emanated from the tip of the scepter, that is, the eyeball.

Immediately afterward, the texture on the scepter also flowed with a faint light.

The fluctuations bring the light, and then the light is transmitted to the eyeballs. In an instant, the blazing light brightened, and the eyeballs at the top of the scepter suddenly came to life......

That's literally.

Suddenly the thing went out of its fossil state, freed from the shackles of time, and turned into an eyeball again.

Fresh, lifelike, vivid.

Even, Wang Feng can see wisps of blood in his eyeballs.

It's just that these blood threads are in a strange pattern.

Caught off guard, this bizarre pattern, like a windmill, slowly turns.

First slow and then fast, like a flywheel, like lightning.

Wang Feng stared at the pattern, only looked at it for a second, and felt that his heart was shaking, and the whole person was confused, his thinking was sluggish, his mind was blank, and he was completely forgetful......

It was a long time, a long time, before he woke up from a dream.

When he found himself standing by the lake, holding a scepter stupidly, not knowing what he was doing, his face suddenly changed.

Memory, lost......

He couldn't remember what had happened in that intermittent gap.

But he can be sure that this is definitely not a daze, but a ...... Hypnosis.

Holding a scepter himself, he will be tricked?

Spooky, scary.

For a while, Wang Feng's heart was filled with deep jealousy.

At the same time, he also has some speculation. The scepter, or rather, the eyeballs on the scepter, is a completely different power system from the force field bracelet.

One is the physical system, and the other is the spiritual system.

It's no wonder that when he was hypnotized, the force field bracelet didn't react at all.

But......

Wang Feng squinted his eyes, not daring to look at the scepter again. But he also had a feeling that the power of the scepter was definitely more than hypnosis.

He played with the scepter, and suddenly turned the scepter, and the direction of his eyes was aimed at the surface of the lake.

At this time, he waved lightly. Strange fluctuations have resurfaced. Only this time, his gaze no longer met the Scepter's eyeball, so it was naturally unaffected.

Standing on the outside, strange fluctuations spread. Inexplicably, he felt that his mind was slowly extending with the fluctuation of the scepter, like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading round and round......

Instantly, he felt that his mind was like a mirror.

The surrounding landscape is clearly reflected in the mirror.

In a trance, he seemed to see that under the undulating lake, small fish were chasing small shrimp, fish eggs were hatching, and a tiny aquatic plant seed was slowly germinating.

It's a miracle of life......

Unconsciously, tears slipped into Wang Feng's eyes.

Move!

He came to his senses and waved his scepter again.

At this time, his mind, with the light breeze, slowly swept through the void.

He saw broken cliffs, floating dust, and miles away, in the midst of a pile of rocks, a young spider diligently weaving its own hunting web......

Wisps of bizarre information, contacting, resonating, and fusing with his brain waves.

In an instant, he felt that he was already connected to the scepter. That feeling was like a scepter, equivalent to a part of his body, like an arm.

Take control of the scepter, and he is God.

Within a radius of miles, he knew everything and could do anything.

He waved his scepter, and a large fish hidden deep in the corner of the bottom of the lake immediately rushed out of the lake.

Patches of fine fish scales, shining silver in the sun.

The big fish took off, left the water, fell to the shore, and struggled to twist its body and slap the ground. Even if the scales fell off and blood oozed out of his body, he moved inch by inch, approaching Wang Feng's side.

There are also small spiders a few miles away, and they no longer form webs.

It spits silk, and then rises in the wind and floats for miles in the wind. Even if the fragile spider claws are broken in the wind, it will die without regret and come with the wind......

The demagogic power of terror.

This power once made Wang Feng lost. He was in high spirits and tried many experiments. Manipulating, the fish and shrimp in the lake, in groups, began to perform in formation.

Rows of fish and shrimp, like an army, orderly and meticulous.

Sometimes they dive into the water, sometimes jump out of the water, and under the command of Wang Feng, they play all kinds of tricks.

However, after a few minutes, wisps of blood suddenly appeared in the clear water of the lake. As time passed, these blood streaks became more and more, forming patches of blood.

The smell of blood, as it penetrated the tip of Wang Feng's nose, also made him a little confused. He looked at the surface of the lake, and after seeing the specific scene clearly, he suddenly felt a thrill and completely sobered up.

It turned out that under his toss, most of the fish and shrimp had died.

These fish and shrimp carcasses have become blurred and shapeless, and their appearance is very miserable.

At first glance, Wang Feng was like an initiation, and he threw down the scepter in his hand in horror and retreated a few steps away. What kind of scepter is this, it's clearly demonic power.

The power of the devil deceives and degrades people......