When the outside changed, the same situation occurred in the room where Lan Li was, but Lan Li didn't pay attention to it, but kept staring at his left wrist in a daze.

He didn't even know when the strange phenomena around him had dissipated.

Just because the changes in the wrist are really amazing-

Due to the sudden change in the environment, the Naga mark that was fused before has disappeared, but this is not the most obvious change, because the chaos mark is also gone!

At this moment, looking at the wrist, except for the seven-pointed star-shaped mark of the seven gods, only one trace of a scepter remained, and the others, whether it was the chaos mark, the Naga fire, or even the ancient path seed, were all gone, as if they had never appeared.

Lan Li looked dazed because of this.

The Naga sigil that has always fused with the storm god is constantly changing, and the others have never moved, how come when this change has completely happened, even the other sigils have disappeared?

"Absorbed?" He secretly speculated.

He didn't have any regrets about the disappearance of the Mark of Chaos, as it was never in his hands.

The initial Chaos Mark was a problem for him, but later with the Ancient Path Seed, this trouble changed, but the Ancient Path Seed was also of little use to him.

Only the seed of power that it has evolved from is a treasure.

And at the moment, there are more than a hundred seeds of power that he has, and he has never used them, which can be regarded as a rich accumulation, so even if there is no source of succession, he doesn't have that feeling of pain in his skin-

Originally, he had found that the number of episodes of the Chaos Mark was becoming less and less, and he had been prepared for its complete disappearance.

But why did it disappear in this situation?

Looking at the scepter mark that stood in the center of his wrist, Lan Li groaned.

Whether it was absorbed or something else, it clearly had something to do with the scepter.

He reached out and touched it, but he didn't get the slightest feedback, but faintly, Lan Li had a special feeling, as if he could manifest something as long as he wanted to.

So Lan Li raised his left hand and held it weakly, and a cold feeling instantly appeared in the palm of his hand, and as far as he could see, a jet-black scepter gradually manifested.

The scepter sank a little after hand, and it felt damp as if holding a wet stick, but there was a strange tingling feeling, and if you looked closely, you could see that its slender surface was faintly engraved with many twisted crows and lightning lines, and at the top of the scepter was like a vine entangled with a dark blue crystal of crystal color.

On the whole, this is not very conspicuous with the scepter, but there is a very special impulse to hold it, and as soon as Lan Li's mind moves, this impulse suddenly turns into substance.

I saw that the ground under my feet and the room above my head, which had been restored to its normal appearance, suddenly turned into the vast environment of the sea and dark clouds before, the water vapor under my body was steaming, the wind was blowing around, and the sound of thunder roaring came from the dome, and the mania was endless.

Looking down, the palace in the depths of the turbulent sea was still magnificent and sacred, but Lan Li's gaze seemed to be able to see through the exterior of the building, and found that there were countless figures in the shape of iron people inside!

They are in the midst of an endless banquet, and there seems to be laughter in the dimness, and at the same time, you can see the graceful figures with human heads and fish bodies shuttling through the huge banquet, as if they are serving the attendants.

Looking up at the sky again, the gloomy building lightning and thunder in the surging dark clouds, Lan Li could also see the internal situation through its surface-

The relatively larger number of iron people were in one of the closed small black rooms like secret rooms, the space was narrow, and there was a large amount of black water, submerging half of the height of their bodies, and what was even more terrifying was that lightning flashed out of thin air and slashed down continuously.

So although the iron people in many small black houses were not restrained, they could not escape the judgment of thunder, and even Lan Li saw a large number of embarrassed figures scurrying around, and heard the terrible screams of crying father and mother.

Obviously, the lower side is the flowing water palace of the drowning god, and the upper one is the cloud hall of the storm god.

Or an alternative heaven and hell?

Holding a scepter in his hand, some things are already "self-taught" without anyone explaining, Lan Li's mind moved, and he saw a strong man who was eating and drinking in the flowing water palace below suddenly turned into a blue streamer and rushed into the sky into the gloomy building, and finally was placed in a small narrow black room like other figures here.

So the strong man who was laughing and eating and drinking before suddenly turned into crying and howling, confined in a narrow space, trembling all over his body stimulated by thunder and lightning, hugging his head and running away, his expression was both sad and full of confusion and grievance-

Although it seems to be far away, Lan Li has a special perspective at this time, which can not only see through, but also "zoom in".

So he saw clearly this transformation from heaven to hell.

"The soul of the Death Iron Miner? Keeping the thought before you were alive? ”

He vaguely understood, and wanted to try to summon the big man in front of him, but found that he couldn't do it, as if there was a wall separating his position from the upper and lower places.

"But I can obviously let them exchange back and forth, why can't I call the middle?"

Lan Li was puzzled by this, but no matter how much he tried, it didn't work, so he had to give up.

He felt that he couldn't do it, but it didn't seem like the time was coming, but he couldn't know exactly when he would be able to summon those "dead souls", but he just felt this way when he held the scepter.

That's right, Lan Li thinks that these figures are all dead souls, and they are all dead souls from the Iron Islands, just because they are very recognizable, and most of them have drooping old faces, and a few are in the prime of life or other age groups.

However, what surprised Lan Li was that whether it was eating at the table below or being struck by lightning at the top, their "bodies" seemed to be constantly undergoing some kind of change as time passed.

You can't see it, but you can feel it.

At the same time, Lan Li also found that the number of souls in the upper and lower places was not fixed, but new souls were constantly appearing in the sea or dark clouds, and were eventually absorbed by the two buildings.

"In general, this is a world of the dead."

Muttering, Lan Li gripped the scepter, and the sky and the vast environment beneath his feet suddenly dissipated like a cloud of smoke, and the surroundings returned to the appearance of normal tower houses.

Looking down at the scepter in his hand, Lan Li was thoughtful.

Losing the existence of the Chaos Mark or something, but gaining this scepter, and the strange "world" behind the scepter, I don't know if I have lost it or not.

He felt that the scepter had great potential, but it was hard to say exactly what it would become.

"Maybe one day I'll be able to summon those necromancers into reality?"

This thought made him feel a little excited, but it seemed to be a no-nonsense thing, so Lan Li didn't think much about it, but put more thoughts on the present.

Obviously, this scepter, or the world behind it, belongs to the "Heaven and Hell" of the Iron People's beliefs, and the souls of the departed Iron People continue to enter it, and then are automatically distributed under a strange law.

But Lan Li is able to interfere with this distribution, or rather, whoever he wants to go to heaven can go to heaven, and vice versa.

At first glance, this seemed to be useless, just fiddling with the souls of the dead, but after thinking about it deeply, Lan Li suddenly had some eyebrows about the mission of this trip.

"What if you value power and wealth, who can avoid death." Thinking about it, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "And I control the world after you die." ”