Chapter 3192

Batman upstairs calculated that the time was almost up and was just about to end the meaningless argument with the Joker, but he saw a trace of cunning smile in the Joker's eyes.

Batman's heart sank, but he was actually prepared. Compared to Schiller, he was the one who knew the Joker better. The Joker dared to face him without fear, and he must have something to rely on.

Usually, this situation only occurs when the Joker has successfully completed his big prank, Gotham is in jeopardy, and Batman has to rush to save the city even if he wants to kill the culprit in front of him, and he can't waste a second on him.

Although he often encounters such situations, this time the Joker miscalculated. Batman does indeed want to save the world, but there are plenty of people here who don't want to let him go.

Batman turned to Bruce and said, "You watch this guy here, I'll go downstairs and take a look."

After speaking, he didn't even look at the Joker and walked directly downstairs. The Joker turned to look at Batman, and the next second he took a kick on his butt. Bruce, who had been holding back for a long time, kicked the Joker down the stairs.

Batman stepped over the Joker lying on the ground. Before the Joker could get up, he was directly lifted from the ground by Bruce. Bruce looked up at the Pale Knight and said, "Are you squeamish about blood?"

The Pale Knight shook his head, then made a gesture of invitation, nodding his head with an elegant demeanor as if attending a banquet for the elite.

"Where did you hide the electric shock device you made earlier?" Bruce's voice gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Batman, who went downstairs, indeed quickly inferred what Schiller had done from the water stains. Seeing the footprints extending to the door, Batman guessed that he should have gone to the village.

But Batman's thinking was different from his. Since there might be a problem at the pier, he had to go to the pier. Even if there was something he couldn't deal with now, he had to know what it was.

So Batman also took his equipment, went out, and walked towards the pier. At this time, it was not dark yet, and the heavy snow obscured his vision.

Batman just approached the pier area and found something wrong. Theoretically, there shouldn't be fog on a snowy day, but it was exceptionally humid here, and the thick fog made his field of vision only about two meters.

Batman first hid in a small house near the pier and looked at the situation outside through the window. He had just found some water stains on the ground, but they were clearly not human footprints, more like those left by some creatures with webbed feet.

Batman had seen the "Necronomicon" from Arrogance and had a certain understanding of the Cthulhu myth system. He immediately connected the rich fish in the underground river with the current clues.

Legend has it that in the depths of the ocean lives a huge half-human, half-fish monster named Dagon. Legend has it that people who believe in Dagon can catch rich fish.

Batman had noticed before that the number of fish in the underground river was abnormally high, not at all the number that should be naturally generated in a river, and it is said that this was ordered by the team boss, Silterk, to be caught at sea.

Is the Silterk family a believer in Dagon?

Greed's background story didn't mention this, but Batman also knew that if the Beyonder wanted to string all the background stories together, he would inevitably expand on some details.

Perhaps Old Silterk really had such experiences, so he wanted to do something, and the Joker might also have been hired by him to do all this.

Just as Batman was thinking, he heard a rustling sound. He hurriedly lowered his body, holding his breath and concentrating.

He had previously put a little bit into the Listening skill, and at this time chose to activate the skill, Listening 23 > 15, skill check successful.

But Batman felt as if his brain had been punched. Although his firm willpower kept him from making a sound, the dizzy feeling still didn't ease.

He heard a whisper. He remembered the syllables but couldn't understand the meaning. He felt that he might not have the relevant skills. After meeting up with Schiller later, maybe he could try to decipher it.

But just at this moment, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.

Could these monsters locate people by breathing? Batman felt a bit of trouble. His current abilities should not be enough to deal with these monsters. The Joker is indeed good at poking such big trouble.

Suddenly, a pair of swollen, protruding, turbid eyeballs appeared on the window of the house where he was crouching. The eyeballs turned, and then looked down at the corner where Batman was hiding.

Batman was looking up at this time. The moment he saw those eyes, his brain buzzed, and he felt his brains were about to be shaken even, almost unable to resist at all.

With a swish, a moist and dirty trident was thrust in through the window, straight into Batman's shoulder blade. Batman couldn't dodge in time, and bright red blood flowed down his shoulder.

The moment he smelled the blood, he knew it was bad. Sure enough, the next second the door was kicked open, and a terrifying black shadow rushed in.

Batman had learned to be smart. He no longer looked up to see anything, but looked at the other party's shadow. From the shape of the shadow, he could judge that this was a hunchbacked monster with a fish head and scales on its back.

The sticky, moist, and foul smell surged into his nasal cavity. Batman felt his mental health value was constantly dropping. He knelt on the ground holding his wound. This wound hurt abnormally, and what made him feel even worse was that the moist breath was invading his blood through the wound, which made his health value drop rapidly.

There was no other way. Batman rushed toward the door suddenly, Dexterity 25 < 50, check failed.

Looking at the check value of 50, Batman knew that his hope of escaping successfully was very slim, but the monster in front of him didn't seem to intend to kill him, so Batman had to wait and see.

The trident blocked his way. The monster muttered a few times, seemingly thinking Batman had no ability to resist. He took out a long chain, nailed it through Batman's shoulder, and dragged him out like that.

Batman pretended to faint, but could still secretly open his eyes to see the situation on the road. He found that the pier was full of such monsters, and they seemed to be capturing humans.

He must figure out where these things came from, otherwise, this disaster would definitely spread uncontrollably.

Schiller walked for more than an hour, and it wasn't until it was almost dark that he arrived at the village. Very unsurprisingly, the village was as quiet as if there were no one left.

Schiller believed that if they had followed the normal procedure and headed into the village from the beginning, they should have been able to find a few living people, but now it's probably very difficult.

It is known that when Greed landed, Doggett and Madeline were being chased, and it was the Prowler who was chasing them. Before they fled into the cave, where were they?

If they were in the village, the best way should have been to run out of the village, or at least run to the pier to see if there were any boats, but they chose to enter the underground cave, which proves that they shouldn't have been able to run out in the village.

But it is more likely to prove that the Prowler could move freely in the village, and the Prowler could only move in blood, which means there should be blood everywhere in the village.

Schiller entered the village along a small path, climbed over half a low stone wall, and came to a family's backyard. There were some sundries piled up here, as well as a dilapidated doghouse. Schiller found the dog's corpse on the side of the doghouse, and the state of death was very miserable.

Pushing open the back door of the house, even though a long time had passed, the strong smell of blood had not dissipated. The whole family was dead.

According to the crime scene, it can be roughly judged that this family also died by killing each other. The youngest daughter should have been possessed. She used a kitchen knife to hack her mother who was cooking to death. The father wanted to stop her, but he was busy stopping his daughter, and the Prowler had already transferred to the mother, also killing the father.

This family should have had one run out. Judging from the footprints, it should have been a child. Sure enough, Schiller saw the corpse of a little boy not far from the front yard.

There were corpses with miserable deaths everywhere on the street.

A monster that can move through blood is simply not something ordinary people can resist. The more they want to kill the monster, the more blood they make, and the easier it is to be possessed.

Through the clues on the street, Schiller could see that a group of people had organized resistance. Schiller suspected it should be Madeline and the others.

Because Madeline is an expert in this field after all, and the detective is known as having great abilities, he must also have some ability in this regard. However, their resistance ultimately failed, which is why they had to flee.

But Schiller felt that there should be more than just the two of them in the resistance organization. Since the Prowler was taken away by them, maybe there were other survivors left.

But dealing with this group of people is also difficult enough. He is an outsider after all, and a church member. If they think he is here to silence them, it would be terrible.

Schiller pushed the door and walked into a residential house again, and found a few more corpses, with no abnormalities.

Schiller checked them one by one like this. The village is actually not big. Even if he used the exhaustive method, he should be able to find some clues.

Finally, Schiller found fresh traces of activity in a store in the southeast of the village. Someone had swept a wave of supplies in the store about an hour ago, which meant there were indeed survivors.

But unfortunately, the heavy snow covered almost all traces, and Schiller couldn't tell where they came from or where they were going.

Schiller speculated that these people shouldn't be hiding on the ground, but might be hiding in the intricate underground caves, coming out from some cave entrance and coming to the store to get supplies.

In that case, he wouldn't dare to go down rashly, because the other party is a local and is much more familiar with the environment in the underground caves than he is. If he goes down himself, he is throwing himself into a net.

There are so many houses here, he doesn't believe that these people took all the supplies. As long as he can find weapons, especially high-power firearms, they are not a threat.

Schiller felt that there should be a gun store in this village, because the more remote the village, the more places there are to use guns, and this village also has occupations like hunters. At least there should be a place to sell hunting supplies. If there are no guns, high-power compound bows will do.

Schiller also took some food in the store and returned to the street to start searching for the weapon store.

On the other side, Batman was thrown into a dark room. He found that there were living people in this room, all covered in wounds, all hiding in the corners shivering, and some had already started to rave madly.

But Batman had no time to worry about them for the time being, because the wounds on his body also began to deteriorate. Obviously, the wounds were not actually heavy, but his current state was worse than the several times he had been injured before, even more dangerous than when he was stabbed in the heart by a kitchen knife.

The key is that his most proud clear thinking began to become chaotic. The syllables he remembered kept circling in his brain, cutting his thinking into pieces one after another.

Batman finally understood the Joker's sinister intentions.

No matter how heavy the physical injury is, it is impossible to knock Batman down, but this kind of attack on the spirit can directly disrupt his thinking. Once his brain has a problem, he is only one step away from death.