Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

World No. 0, South City.

Nan Feng suddenly disappeared in front of everyone.

Before they could react, Nan Feng kicked open the door of the hut and rushed out of the house.

On his shoulder, he was carrying a black statue that was 1:1 tall.

The Chosen Ones in South City were all familiar with this statue.

Su Yihan frowned slightly: "This statue...wasn't it placed outside the city before to ward off evil spirits? Why did you move it here?"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Ge Liang of the Mediterranean Sea, and he suddenly realized: "I know, this statue can not only ward off evil spirits, but also remove poison!"

The people in South City who were lying on the ground in agony looked over when they heard this, their eyes full of expectation.

Their current state is too painful.

If they don't force the poison out of their bodies, they will die here in pain!

Nanfeng put the statue on the ground, stood in front of Suoyana, and tried to speak in the calmest tone: "Help me, Suoyana."

"Help you with what?" Suoyana's tone was very calm, "Help you save them? Sorry, I don't have this ability now."

Nanfeng naturally didn't believe this: "You are the God of Dreams, a real god, you can definitely save them."

"Dream..." Suoyana's tone flashed a trace of doubt, but soon returned to calmness, "It's not impossible to save them, you can help me do three things."

Three things? Isn't this equivalent to owing Suoyana three favors?

This woman is asking for a price!

Nanfeng secretly complained a few words, and frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

'Suoyana seems very strange, wondering why I know she is the God of Dreams? '

'Could it be that...'

Nanfeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and thought of a possibility.

'Before in the town of despair, Suoyana's divine thoughts might have completely disappeared. '

'To what extent? So completely that the memory of that ray of divine thought was not synchronized to Suoyana's body. '

'So Suoyana would wonder why I knew she was the dream god...'

Thinking of this, Nanfeng immediately took the initiative to speak: "This price is too high. These people on the ground are not worth my owing you three favors."

"How about this, I have a treasure here, I will give it to you, you owe me three favors, how about it?"

Suoyana was shocked when she heard this, and was almost amused by Nanfeng's words: "Are you crazy? What treasure have I not seen? What treasure is worth my owing you three favors?"

Nanfeng did not speak, but took out a fingernail-sized, crescent-shaped thing from his backpack.

This is the fragment of Suoyana's natal divine weapon that Nanfeng obtained in the town of despair.

Nanfeng tried several times and found that this fragment was like a toy in his hand and could not play any role at all.

Of course, this is not Nanfeng's own natal divine weapon after all, so it is normal that he can't use it.

Instead of letting it gather dust in the backpack, it is better to do Suo Ya Na a favor.

Suo Ya Na was silent for two seconds, and then said softly: "Do you think this little moon is worth the three favors I owe you?"

Nan Feng was stunned. Shouldn't this little moon be the fragment of Suo Ya Na's life weapon?

Why didn't she feel moved at all?

Looking at the people wailing in pain on the ground, Nan Feng didn't dare to bargain too much: "I will use this fragment to exchange for their lives, and no one owes anyone anything!"

Suo Ya Na whispered: "I don't..."

Nan Feng spoke decisively and interrupted Suo Ya Na: "If anyone dies in front of me tonight, you will never get this fragment."

Suo Ya Na paused: "I... I may not help you, right? Give me the little moon first, then I can save them."

Nan Feng was not afraid that Suo Ya Na would cheat, and immediately put the little moon in the palm of the statue's right hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at this moment, Nan Feng felt that the statue had a little more vitality, as if it had come alive.

Nanfeng: "It's your turn."

"Yes."

Suoyana responded softly, and the crescent-shaped fragment emitted a glimmer of light.

Then, a gentle voice spread throughout the entire South City:

"Who will wake up first from the big dream?"

The voice was melodious and lingering.

Those poisoned Chosen Ones fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

In the dream, they returned to a few minutes ago and appeared in the grove outside the Black Crow City.

But this time, before Tianyuan laid out the black and white chessboard, they all took out the teleportation array and returned to South City.

This time, they were not poisoned!

Swish!

Xiao Luo was the first to wake up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and turned over with a somersault.

"I... I'm fine?" Xiao Luo rubbed his stomach and said in shock.

Then, Liu Daqiang, Cheng Mo, Xiao Angran and others also woke up one after another, with expressions of doubt and uncertainty.

They were in agony just now, but in the blink of an eye, the poison in their bodies was gone?

"Fuck, my injuries are all healed!" Xu Ming stood up in shock, touching his body left and right, a little bit unbelievable.

He was seriously injured tonight, so seriously that there was almost no possibility of saving him.

Three or four priests tried their best to heal him, but they couldn't stop the speed at which his health value dropped.

Xu Ming had thought of a suicide note in his mind, and when he was regretting that he had no chance to write it, he came back to life!

"What's going on? My stomach doesn't hurt anymore!"

"I just had a dream that we were not poisoned!"

"I had the same dream, what's going on? Is there any big guy who can explain it?"

"Is there any need to think about this? It must be Nan Shen who saved us."

Nan Feng looked at the lively people in front of him and was secretly shocked.

Just a dream, their injuries and poisons were all healed without treatment!

What kind of heaven-defying ability is this?

Exchange dreams and reality?

In the dream, they were not injured or poisoned, so their bodies in reality would not be injured or poisoned?

Doesn't that mean that no matter how much Suo Ya Na is injured, as long as she closes her eyes and has a good dream, she can return to the peak?

Nan Feng turned his head and looked at Suo Ya Na in a daze.

Is this the God of Dreams? Isn't it a bit too heaven-defying?

Suoyana spoke softly, her tone somewhat tired: "I want to rest, don't call me for a hundred years."

Nanfeng curled her lips: "You are the God of Dreams, can such a small matter allow you to rest for a hundred years? I don't believe it."

Suoyana laughed at herself: "God of Dreams? Oh, God of Dreams, has fallen for more than 100,000 years..."

After that, Suoyana was silent.

Nanfeng stood in place, looking at the statue in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Yes, Suoyana has been dead for more than 100,000 years, and now only a trace of divine consciousness remains to survive.

So, how powerful must the one who can make the God of Dreams fall be?