Chapter 2822: Nyarlathotep's Great Misfortune (Part 2)

Actually, the moment the water was drained, Peter began to send messages to Schiller frantically, but Mediocrity is not other personality traits. He doesn't have the ability to multitask. He couldn't do other things while doing this one thing. He was busy smashing the lock on the roof with Jeremiah, so he didn't see the messages.

After finally smashing the lock on the roof door, when several people walked down, they found that this floor was indeed full of water. A swimming pool of water is not much, but not little either, but it might be that some rooms were closed, so the water didn't enter. The water in the corridor was at least up to the waist of several people.

This water might indeed be a bit different. Walking in it was like a swamp, greatly delaying the speed of several people.

When Schiller walked forward, he felt like he was tripped by something. He reached out and found it was the carpet soaked by water. He flipped the carpet over and found some patterns underneath.

But because he couldn't understand it, he threw the carpet away.

Cobblepot in front was also tripped. His legs were not good to begin with, and this time he fell completely into the water. Schiller helped him, but judging from his expression, he seemed to prefer falling headfirst into the water.

Schiller reached out and scooped down again, finding it was a human head, and he threw it away again.

Several people marched to the place where the elevator was. Jeremiah just wanted to say that this elevator might not be aligned and should not be usable, but thinking about it carefully, it was soaked by water, so even if it were aligned, it should not be usable.

With a 'ding', the elevator door opened.

Several people looked, and the elevator car didn't come over at all. It might be that the water damaged the circuit, causing the door to open directly.

Several people were a bit confused, but clearly something was more confused than them. All the reflective objects around began to flash with fine luster. Jeremiah retreated vigilantly and said, "The Kaleidoscope is here."

The water surface can also be considered a reflective object. The Kaleidoscope flashed a few times on the water surface, and suddenly there was no movement. When it appeared again, it desperately leaned toward the elevator car, but the elevator didn't come at all.

Because the elevator shaft was not aligned, the ground was level with this floor. This Kaleidoscope flashed for a long time, but it was still in the water, and after a while, there was no movement.

Jeremiah felt a bit surprised. Could it be that this water level is equal to drowning everyone? Even the monsters on Nyarlathotep's side are not spared?

Now they have to align the elevator.

Fortunately, this water seems not to trigger unless it reaches a certain height, and all the monsters seem unable to cross the water, so they have plenty of opportunities to try where the elevator shaft is.

Schiller caused this abnormality. Jeremiah felt that Schiller had his own plans, so he handed this task to Schiller.

The result was predictable. Schiller tried all 12 rooms on this floor, and only succeeded until the 12th one.

Looking at the doorplates floating on the water, several people were also speechless. Being able to perfectly avoid the correct answer, isn't this also a kind of successful deduction?

After Schiller installed the elevator sign, the door opened as expected, and the water flowed down the elevator shaft all at once, so the next floor also suffered.

When it reached about the 23rd floor, the elevator shaft below happened to be aligned with two floors, so they couldn't jump down directly.

However, the three people present could be considered to have good skills. The elevator shaft was relatively narrow, and they could climb down by supporting themselves with hands and feet. Cobblepot's legs had some problems, so Jeremiah and Schiller went down first, and then let him hold Gordon and jump down, and the two caught them. The height of two floors was not too high, and having someone to cushion them would definitely be no problem.

When they came to the 20th floor, there was a bigger problem, because the elevator shaft below the 19th floor was cleared, and this time there was no way to jump down, otherwise it would be an bottomless abyss.

Schiller drained the water down first. He had to, because now the elevator was broken, and they could only walk down the elevator shaft. Since that was the case, they definitely had to open the elevator door, and they couldn't stop the water from flowing to the lower place.

But fortunately, although the things inside the hotel could not be brought outside the hotel, the elevator could be considered inside the hotel, so they turned the curtains and carpets of the corridor windows into a lifeline, intending to bridge it to the 19th floor like this.

Jeremiah had no problems when climbing down. When it was Schiller's turn, some monster from the upper floor came out. The rope that was tied well snapped with a 'clatter', and Schiller fell directly.

With a 'splash', Schiller fell into the water. Don't look at the water not being very high, but it did have some properties that other water didn't have. It not only caught Schiller but also eliminated all inertia, leaving him unscathed.

Schiller came out of the elevator and looked back, finding that this was actually the 2nd floor, which could be said to be the lowest place he had ever been.

He looked left and right. There was nothing special here, and the places outside the elevator shaft were pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Schiller hesitated for a moment, didn't walk out, and simply stood in the elevator shaft.

Suddenly, the elevator under his feet moved, and then began to descend slowly. Schiller grabbed the rope above the car tightly and followed the elevator all the way down.

The elevator went down, the elevator shaft became empty, and the water naturally flowed toward this side. In such a narrow space, the water would naturally rise higher and higher, and Schiller also had to grab the rope and float higher and higher to expose his head to the water surface to breathe.

Just when he was about to fall into hallucinations again, the car stopped. This looked like a few floors underground, and the water surged over all at once. Schiller descended slowly, but didn't jump onto the top of the car at the first opportunity, because his movements were not that agile.

Seeing that there wasn't much height left, he wanted to jump down, but with a 'whoosh', a tongue of fire rushed toward this side.

Schiller didn't quite understand why there would be fire here when the water had already flowed over, but a sizzling sound came from inside, and soon thick smoke billowed out.

This smoke was not choking, but it seemed to have a double hallucinogenic effect. Schiller soon fell into a dream.

With a 'click', the car moved again. Next, it stopped on floors that were very cold and very hot, but because a lot of thick smoke was brought down when coming down, the heat and cold didn't invade the elevator shaft here, and Schiller slept very soundly.

Further down was a huge void. The mountain ground was covered with dense caves. In every cave, there were eerie and indescribable monsters. It seemed that the monsters in the elevator ran out from here.

But Schiller was still in a dream and saw nothing.

Finally, the elevator stopped in the deepest cave.

Schiller happened to wake up. He remembered that there seemed to be something chasing him in the dream, but dreams are always forgotten quickly. When he woke up, he found himself at the entrance of an endless dark cave.

Seeming to feel that it was not very good to always be passive here, Schiller stepped out of the elevator door, looked left and right, and found that there was no other danger here except darkness.

Of course, he also got the sacrificial offering, but he basically wouldn't use it, so he simply got a flashlight in his hand, which could illuminate the road not far away.

He continued to walk forward. The dark road seemed to have no end. Finally, he found that there was no road ahead. Ahead was a dark cliff.

He felt something was about to come out from under the cliff.

Schiller swore that he absolutely didn't want to look. He turned around and ran, but for some reason, a stone cone on the top of the cave fell with a 'pop', smashed a big hole in the ground, and also smashed the place where Schiller was standing directly.

Schiller fell down.

He felt like he had smashed into something, but the texture of this thing was neither soft nor hard. He couldn't say what it was, and it even seemed to exist, yet seemed not to exist. He couldn't see it, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

He only felt that the other party's upward momentum stopped.

For some reason, Schiller always felt that this was a very awkward situation now. Not only was he awkward, but the other party was also a bit awkward.

"Um, sorry, I didn't mean to smash into you." Schiller said. He wanted to flip over to see who the other party was, but he felt like a bug stuck, unable to move, so he could only lie like this.

"If you are an elevator, you should send me up." Schiller continued, "Although I don't have anything to give you, if you like this flashlight, I'll give it to you."

For some reason, Schiller felt that he was sinking. He seemed to be constantly merging into this huge body, and he felt that this sinking process was uncontrollable by him, and the other party couldn't control it either.

The two existences were deadlocked like this.

"Wake up." Schiller heard a voice say to him, but he felt his consciousness was blurred and fuzzy, and his self-existence seemed to be gradually dissipating.

"Wake up quickly!" The other party's tone became heavier.

Suddenly, Schiller woke up. He saw a pitch-black figure attached to the rock wall, with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.

"Who are you?" Schiller asked.

"I am Nyarlathotep."

"Then who is it?" Schiller asked about the thing under him.

"That is the true Nyarlathotep."

Schiller didn't understand, but he was more concerned about his current situation. He said, "Did I smash into you? Then can you save me?"

"To be honest, I don't know how it developed into this." The existence that called itself Nyarlathotep said, "You shouldn't have fallen on me. You cannot merge with me."

"Why can't I?"

"Because you are not me, nor are you a part of me."

"I don't know, I'm too tired, I want to sleep."

"You cannot sleep, otherwise you will be devoured by me."

"Then let it be."

"You cannot sleep, you need to stay awake so that someone can save you."

Schiller had no response. There was a long silence in the cave. Schiller's figure became lower and lower, and he sank deeper and deeper.

If someone stood on the cliff and looked down at this time, he would see the most unforgettable terrifying scene in his life. Under the cliff was an indescribable behemoth.

It had no specific form. From a distance, it was an endless nebula, but in it, countless terrifying faces were circling, with layers upon layers of intersecting eyes, noses, and mouths, revealing painful and ferocious expressions. Each mask grew countless tentacles, connecting each other, as if not wanting any mask to escape.

Between the nebulae were dotted pyramids and octahedrons. Each face of each cube was engraved with endless knowledge, making people go crazy just by looking at this vast evil and forbidden knowledge, adding another painful mask between the nebulae.

As the nebulae flowed, the masks intersected, representing the despair and pain of countless living beings, and coldly arranged into a very natural appearance.

Terrifying, magnificent, indescribable.

Only one face was out of place.

Schiller slept very peacefully. ===== CHAPTER 2823 =====