Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Boom! Crash!

The tall bell tower was cut in half by the scorching light and collapsed.

People several kilometers around the bell tower were startled by the sound of the collapse and looked over.

"Everyone, look, the Tower of God has collapsed!"

"Who did it? He is really looking for death! I will chop off his head with my big knife Kenkenji and offer it to the heaven!"

"Don't be stupid, Kenkenji, the opponent's strength is unfathomable, you will definitely not be able to beat him."

"Evil tower demolisher, the pocket watch god will punish you."

The pocket watch god cult members living around all took out a silver-white pocket watch from their arms, held it in their palms, and muttered something in their mouths, with a pious look on their faces.

All of this was seen by Nanfeng, who was more than 20 kilometers away.

"Oh, these guys have been completely brainwashed... huh? Wait, it seems that there are still a few who are still rational."

The sharp-eyed Nanfeng saw a few people in the crowd throwing their pocket watches into the sewer with a panicked look.

These people all have strengths of more than 20 levels. After the bell tower was demolished, they quickly woke up and fled far away.

They have realized that this pocket watch cult is a bit weird and dare not stay here any longer.

"Can't you completely hypnotize someone at more than 20 levels? Sikong Boxue, your bell tower is a bit disappointing to me." Nanfeng curled his lips.

He opened the chat panel and synchronized this information to Long Wudi.

Long Wudi quickly responded: "You can't hypnotize people at level 20? Something is wrong. Sikong Boxue shouldn't be so weak."

Nanfeng: "Maybe it's not that Sikong Boxue is weak, but that the bell tower is too weak."

Long Wudi: "Then why did he build the bell tower? Even if everyone in the world below level 20 obeys him, it's useless. This is not Blue Star. No matter how many low-level people there are, they can't kill a level 40 strongman. Something is wrong, I'll think about it again."

Nanfeng: "Then you take your time to think about it. I'll go and dismantle the other bell towers first."

After saying that, Nanfeng was about to close the panel when he suddenly remembered something.

Nanfeng: "By the way, Brother Long, your information is wrong. There are more than 20 bell towers here, not the number you said."

Long Wudi: "Oh, I know, there are 27 in total. But I'm afraid that if I tell you directly, you will think the workload is too heavy and won't go."

Nanfeng's face darkened and he closed the panel with a snap.

My brother and I are connected by heart, brother, are you playing tricks on me?

Will I be lazy because of the heavy workload? Obviously not, I am not that kind of person.

"Alas, 27 bell towers, I am not sure about the specific location of each bell tower, how long will it take to demolish it?" Nanfeng was a little troubled.

Half a day ago, he came to the border between the two countries and saw the first bell tower.

He did not rush to do it directly, but disguised himself as an old farmer and mixed in the crowd to find out the news.

It is very simple to find out the news of the Pocket Watch Cult.

Nanfeng just stood on the street, raised his head and wailed loudly: "Oh my God, why is my life so bitter!"

A few minutes later, a believer came over and gave Nanfeng a pocket watch, and said mercifully: "May the God of Pocket Watch bless you."

Nanfeng naturally took the pocket watch and became a member of the Pocket Watch Cult.

Because of the rule that "believers cannot deceive each other", Nanfeng quickly found out the details of the Pocket Watch Cult.

For example, there are 27 towers of God that have been built, the number of believers has exceeded 50,000, and some high-ranking officials of the two empires are also believers of the Pocket Watch God Cult...

After a series of interrogations, Nanfeng subconsciously felt that the Pocket Watch God Cult was nothing special.

Although the Pocket Watch God Cult has developed rapidly, there are not many masters in the cult, just like a child playing house, not to be feared.

So Nanfeng didn't want to waste time, and was ready to dismantle the tower quickly and return to the Ancient Forest to continue fighting the [Star Tiger King] for 300 rounds.

But the problem now is that Nanfeng only knows that there are 27 bell towers, but is not sure where these 27 bell towers are.

Some bell towers are around the town and can be seen at a glance, and are easy to find.

But some bell towers are hidden in the mountains and forests, and you can't see them at all unless you walk in.

If you look for them one by one, how long will it take to find them?

"Forget it, first dismantle the ones that can be found, and then talk about the ones that can't be found later."

In the night, Nanfeng took off and headed straight for Miancheng, more than 40 kilometers away.

There is a bell tower outside Cotton City, which he heard from a certain believer today.

"Mute!"

A sharp cry sounded in Nanfeng's ears.

He turned his head slightly and found that it was a huge snow-white eagle flying towards him.

"Level 43 beast?" Nanfeng raised the Desert Eagle and was about to shoot it to death.

"Mute! Mute!"

The ice sculpture seemed to know the power of the Desert Eagle, and began to fly up and down, left and right, and made rhythmic mute sounds while flying.

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him, and he understood what the ice sculpture was doing: "Oh my god, Morse code? So advanced?"

The ice sculpture made long and short calls, which sounded like it was typing Morse code!

Unfortunately, Nanfeng was not very skilled, he only knew that the ice sculpture was typing Morse code, but he didn't know what this Morse code meant.

"Wait, this ice sculpture looks a little familiar."

"You..."

"Aren't you Catherine's pet?"