Chapter 3191

Schiller had a rather bad premonition. If the fish was a story made up by the Joker, this guy definitely pulled off a big stunt. He had to hurry up.

Schiller looked left and right, walked to a door closest to the window, tested the sturdiness of the doorknob, and found it was quite good, so he tied the rope to the doorknob.

His dexterity value was not low, but he also knew that the Joker had the skill to control dice, so he checked the sturdiness of the rope repeatedly, and even used a kitchen knife to scrape the windowsill near the rope to prevent the rope from being worn through. In this way, he could minimize the possibility of needing a dice check.

After making preparations, Schiller climbed directly out of the window and grabbed the rope to start descending. He did this to bypass the confronting Batman and Joker and go see what happened downstairs.

In his judgment, the Joker would definitely come to the lighthouse, but the Joker arrived later than he expected, which proved that he might have done something on the way. Considering that the Joker might be the first person to arrive at the lighthouse, Schiller had to be on guard; he had been prepared for this long ago.

Schiller deliberately bypassed all the windows to prevent the Joker or anything else downstairs from seeing him. While descending, he thought about everything he encountered at the lighthouse.

First, when exploring, the traps set by humans seen on a certain floor, Schiller felt that this might have been set by the lighthouse keeper, but why would the lighthouse keeper set traps? Just to add a little difficulty to his life?

The lighthouse keeper was killed on the first floor. It is not yet certain who did it. Huff had traces of being attacked by dogs, but it might not have been the fatal blow; it could also have been the Joker.

In short, this matter revealed something eerie, and Schiller had no clue for the time being. He descended to the ground at the fastest speed. The rope could not be untied, so it was left in place. He went around to the front door of the lighthouse and walked in.

The first floor was the same as usual, the corpses of those dogs were placed there, and the blood had long since dried.

Schiller walked into the room where the lighthouse keeper's corpse was, but found that the tall, thin man's corpse was gone, but the dogs' corpses were still there.

Schiller instinctively looked at the window on the right side of the corner where the man was lying, and it turned out that he could just see the pier through this window. Although the distance was relatively far, the lights of the large ship were particularly conspicuous in the vast white snow.

Schiller's ominous premonition grew stronger.

He ran upstairs, but found that the corpses of Huff's family were also gone. Schiller carefully checked the traces nearby, but the other party handled it quite cleanly, leaving no footprints, and the liquid seeping from the corpses showed no signs of being moved.

Could it be the skill of controlling corpses again?

After looking carefully, Schiller found something wrong, because if the corpses were made to stand up and walk by themselves, it would leave traces, and now this kind of corpse disappearing out of thin air should have been moved away, but the other party was very skilled and cleared all traces.

There was a utility room at the end of this floor. After Schiller walked over, he found that some things should be missing here. The plastic sheet of the canopy, the fire hose, and the mop were all gone.

Looking at it this way, the Joker didn't arrive too slowly, but too quickly. In such a short time, he moved so many corpses and cleared all the traces. No wonder he could kidnap two ships of people under Batman's nose.

There were no traces looking further up. Schiller was worried that the fight upstairs would affect him, so he walked downstairs again and went down from the hole they had come up from before.

What surprised Schiller was that the large patch of reeds was all gone. The traces of burning on the ground were still there, but all the living reed leaves were nowhere to be found, and the lake was empty.

Could it be that the reeds were also created by the Joker?

Thinking about it, it's not impossible. Batman was seriously injured here. Although the dice took the blame, the reeds also made an indelible contribution.

Schiller stood by the lake and took a look.

The river and the lake were connected, which meant that the fish rushing in the river would directly enter the lake. Schiller also indeed saw those fish jumping from the river into the lake, but they directly disappeared into the lake.

The lake surface was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. Schiller was wearing night vision goggles, but if he didn't get close enough, he couldn't see the situation under the water.

Schiller took a deep breath, walked carefully to the edge of the lake, scooped up a little water with his hands, and found that the water was not turbid, which meant that the water in the lake looked so deep because the lake was unimaginably deep.

Schiller walked half a circle around the lake and finally found some clues at the charred traces. He found that this place should have been burned twice, and the last time was burned recently.

Did the Joker burn the corpses here?

No, it shouldn't be. Schiller carefully observed the details of the charred traces. It was impossible to burn animals here, otherwise, there would definitely be traces of grease or the like left behind.

Then it should be that the cleaning tools were burned here.

The corpses were brought here and sunk to the bottom of the lake. What's at the bottom of the lake?

Now the ship should have docked. Schiller calculated the time in his heart and knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

He put on his night vision goggles directly, took the pistol with a few bullets left, and jumped down along the shore of the lake.

The lake water was terribly cold, but the good news was that the night vision goggles were waterproof and could see the situation in the lake relatively clearly.

The lake was too eerie. Calling it a lake, it's better to say it's a huge water lake. Except for the clear lake water, there was nothing, not even a reed leaf could be seen.

Schiller kept sinking, not knowing how deep it was below, but fortunately, the water seemed to be somewhat abnormal, and it wouldn't make him float, but could keep sinking endlessly.

Just as Schiller was distracted thinking about the situation inside the lighthouse, a bloated, terrifying face suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Schiller was startled, twisted his body to dodge, and then he found that he was surrounded by corpses, all of which were tied by reed leaves at their feet, floating two or three meters from the bottom of the lake.

It was exactly Huff's family, the two people in the cabin, and the lighthouse keeper.

And at the bottom of the lake, Schiller finally saw a glimmer of light, but it wasn't light, but a greenish glow.

He followed the light to look over, but it was difficult to see the whole picture, so he swam upward with force and saw a huge magic circle at a slightly higher place.

Schiller immediately realized something. He swam up quickly, and when the last oxygen in his lungs was about to run out, he came out of the water and climbed up from the shore in a somewhat embarrassed manner, panting.

But he knew he had no time to rest anymore. He returned to the lighthouse at the fastest speed, rushed to the room where the lighthouse keeper died, and looked over along the window.

What was docked at the pier was not a modern fishing boat at all, but three huge sailing warships from the last century.

Schiller took a deep breath and took a few steps back.

Now it's good, from a modern supernatural dungeon to an Innsmouth-style situation. Schiller now only prays that it's not the Deep Ones that come.

Wait a minute, those fish couldn't be...

Schiller didn't care much about whether they were fighting upstairs anymore. The Joker was indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp. This dungeon, which should have been an original story, suddenly introduced classic Cthulhu elements, but they had no corresponding magic skills at all. This is bad.

When he knew this village was by the sea, he should have made such preparations, but he thought there shouldn't be anyone among these players who knew the classic Cthulhu myth very well, but he didn't expect the Joker to give him a surprise.

As the only clergy member in the team, he must do something now, otherwise, if the Deep Ones really land, the Old Ones will soon descend, and everyone will die.

It wouldn't matter if they couldn't clear the level, the key is that they were the first to kill Greed. If they couldn't clear the level, Greed would definitely go crazy.

Schiller thought about the resources he had now in his mind.

Greed is out, his laboratory should not be openable, but if they want to prevent the return of the Old Ones, the resources he holds are crucial.

Old Silterk is a key figure. Schiller's thinking spun rapidly. Only by finding him can he obtain all the resources in Greed's settings, but the problem is that this guy is followed by a monster. Without knowing its limitations, he will be killed directly.

Greed knew he was going to die, but when he mentioned this, he didn't give any clues. Did he know he was being plotted against?

But Schiller felt that even if he knew he was being plotted against, it was a doomed situation at the time, and he wouldn't be unwilling to destroy all the resources they could have used directly. There must be clues somewhere.

Schiller suddenly remembered that there was also a monster in the 1913 room. Could it be to let the two monsters fight each other and both suffer?

But after thinking about it, Schiller felt it was impossible. Monsters shouldn't fight each other directly. The main thing is that he can't gamble. If they don't fight, then besides facing the things on those strange ships, he also has to face two terrifying monsters.

Schiller suddenly thought, what is the situation in the village now?

If something really comes down from that ship, although the lighthouse is close to the pier, they might not come directly, but are more likely to flood into the village.

Schiller looked upstairs. Batman was holding the Joker back, and the Joker was also holding Batman back. With this guy's character of fearing that the world won't be chaotic, what he wants to destroy is not just this small village. Once the Old Ones return, no one can escape.

And involving things outside the village, there must be an influential person to stand up. Greed is already dead. No matter what danger is beside Old Silterk, Schiller must find a way to approach him.

As for why he went to such lengths to save the world, in fact, if the Joker chose another way to destroy the world, Schiller might not really care, but the Deep Ones are really too ugly, and Schiller doesn't want to become a half-human, half-fish monster.

Schiller took stock of what he had on hand. He had a gun, a few bullets in the gun, and night vision goggles, but he left the kitchen knife to Batman. He had to go get another cold weapon.

After turning around on the first floor, Schiller didn't find cold weapons like knives, but he found a crowbar. This thing is a good thing, moderate in length, not light in weight, and feels particularly handy.

Schiller returned to the original small warehouse, ate a few mouthfuls of food to replenish heat, temporarily turned off the night vision goggles, judged the direction of the village based on the orientation of the pier, and then set off.

He wasn't worried at all that Batman would be confused by his departure. Just the fact that he walked around here and left wet footprints was enough for Batman to figure out what was going on.

Schiller pushed open the lighthouse door.