Chapter 3198

Schiller put on the night vision goggles, extinguished the torch, climbed onto the wall, looked down from a high position, and really saw the vaguely chasing figures of some humans at the end of the street.

Schiller determined as soon as he saw it that it was indeed a Deep One.

These fish-headed, human-bodied monsters holding tridents are the most typical image of Deep Ones, but this village is called Faryines, not Innsmouth. What are the Deep Ones doing here?

Schiller still remembered that the classic Cthulhu novel "The Shadow Over Innsmouth" mentioned that this unlucky town of Innsmouth, because of excessive intermarriage with Deep Ones, led to humans all having the Innsmouth look, and finally turned into Deep Ones and returned to the sea.

But Schiller was very sure that there was no Innsmouth look in this seaside town where he was, and all the locals he encountered looked like humans, and he didn't find anything related to Deep Ones here. What is here that can trigger a large-scale invasion of this group of underwater monsters?

Schiller couldn't help but think of that spell. If the content of the spell is to summon Deep Ones, then such a phenomenon is not impossible.

But Schiller knew very well that Huff was a modern person, and modern long-distance fleets would be equipped with quite sufficient firepower. If the effect of the spell is to summon Deep Ones, it is really hard to say whether these fish-men can beat the well-armed and well-trained sailors on the fleet.

Deep Ones are not invincible either. Although humans are naturally weak in front of them, modern human firepower can already be called a carbon-based life destroyer. How many Deep Ones have to come to destroy such a large fleet?

To prevent being discovered by the Deep Ones, Schiller jumped off the wall and touched over quietly along the wall.

He knew that the noses of this group of fish-men might be very sensitive, so he held his breath as much as possible. The night vision goggles were his trump card, because this group of Deep Ones probably felt that humans didn't have the ability to see at night, so they came out to hunt in the dark.

He quietly followed behind this group of Deep Ones.

There were about five or six humans being chased in front. Except for one woman, they were all adult men, and two of them had guns. The last one had a shotgun.

From the moment Schiller saw them, this person fired three shots, one of which luckily hit. Schiller saw the leg of the Deep One that was hit explode into blood foam. This should be the effect of special bullets. Schiller suspected that this group of people was the one that looted the gun store.

This is undoubtedly good news. The Deep One that was hit couldn't chase forward anymore because it lost a leg, and his companions didn't care about him and just threw him there.

Catching people to ask for information is not as good as catching a fish directly. Schiller immediately made up his mind, but he speculated that he would definitely drop mental health value if he looked directly at such a monster, so he kept his head down as much as possible without looking at the monster itself, and walked to the side of the Deep One holding the crowbar.

This guy discovered him immediately. His cry was a bit like a frog, and also a bit like a dog, and a wheezing sound came from his nasal cavity.

As soon as this sound entered Schiller's ears, he felt his brain buzz, and his mental health value dropped another chunk.

Schiller smashed his head with a crowbar.

This muffled shout turned into a scream, which instead had no mental attack effect. Finding it effective, Schiller smashed his nose twice more, and he couldn't even scream.

I don't know when the other Deep Ones will come back. If he just drags him into the house next door, he might be found by following the traces.

Fortunately, because the disaster of the Prowler broke out relatively suddenly before, most people didn't have time to escape, and some died in the cars. The cars were not locked, and there was oil.

Schiller found a car by the side of the road, threw out the corpse on the driver's seat, first dragged the Deep One over and stuffed him into the trunk, and then sat in the driver's seat himself.

He didn't drive before, mainly because it's a snow-melting day now, and the fresh traces left by the car wheels cannot be covered. Although there are not many living people in the village, he still didn't want to leave traces of his activities. Walking at least can cover footprints.

But now he can't care about that much. He has a big fish in his trunk, and he has to find a place to study it carefully.

The sound of Schiller stepping on the accelerator was almost immediately noticed by the Deep Ones, but Schiller stepped on the accelerator to the end and drove out of the village at the fastest speed. The physical fitness of this group of fish-men is indeed strong, and they run fast, but there is still a certain gap with the speed of the car. They chased for a long time but didn't catch up.

However, the Deep Ones were attracted back by Schiller, and that group of people seemed to have successfully escaped. Schiller heard two more gunshots. He suspected that the group of people had killed a Deep One.

Schiller drove the car all the way to the entrance of the lighthouse. As soon as he got down, he happened to meet Bruce and the Pale Knight coming out.

"I said I didn't mean it! Who knew that the electric shock device he modified was so powerful! He brought it on himself!"

"You are simply too cruel. I have never seen a Batman as cruel as you!"

"And I have never seen a Joker with such a strong sense of morality!"

"I am not the Joker!"

"Then I am not Batman either!"

The two people who were arguing were stunned at the same time when they saw Schiller.

Schiller found that he had directly entered a combat state, but he had no intention of attacking the two of them. It should be that they hadn't come out of the combat state and had implicated him.

But who were they fighting with just now?

"Where is the Joker?" Schiller asked.

Bruce showed an embarrassed expression.

Schiller looked at him.

"Let me explain, I didn't mean to kill him. You also know that I haven't touched those mechanical devices for a long time. I read the reading wrong, and then... but this can't be blamed on me. Shouldn't the Joker be immortal?"

"Have you forgotten this is in a game?" the Pale Knight said quite speechlessly. "All our attributes depend on points. His physique points are not high enough. You exhausted his health, so of course he died."

Bruce sighed long and said, "Who told him not to add physique points high enough? I didn't mean it either, and the police are already dead. Just deduct my social credit points."

The Pale Knight looked at Bruce as if he had seen a ghost.

Schiller wanted to laugh a little.

He really believed that Bruce didn't mean it. It was more likely that he was distracted or didn't pay attention. Since he recovered from his illness, this kind of situation often occurred. He was as stupid and careless as an ordinary person, which was nothing to laugh at.

Schiller laughed at the Joker.

If there were no accidents, this should be the Joker's scheme, betting that the Batman who caught him couldn't kill him, but the problem is that the one who caught him wasn't Batman, but Bruce.

If it were really Batman, even if he said that eliminating players in the game doesn't count as murder, he used this sentence more to threaten others. Schiller still believes that he would still follow the non-killing principle in the game.

Then if he caught the Joker, he might indeed use some methods to force information, but he shouldn't kill him. Besides the non-killing principle, it is also because the only one who knows the truth now is the Joker. If he kills him, some things in his settings might be taken by him to the grave, which is what Batman doesn't want to see.

But unfortunately, none of this is a problem for Bruce. He has no non-killing principle, and more importantly, he doesn't care about details.

He doesn't have Batman's obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's not that he must ensure that every detail in every story is under his control.

You can see from Bruce's thesis writing style that he is the kind of person who is about the same in general, can try his luck in details, and it's not impossible to let it go if it doesn't match. If he really can't fool it, then time can heal all wounds.

Being Batman is not okay, but being a civil engineer is a good hand.

The time for the Joker and Bruce to meet was too short, and he didn't know him well enough, so he thought he was like other Batmans. Bruce is a disguise, and Batman is the core, so he had no precautions at all when he fell into his hands.

Bruce also lived up to everyone's expectations as always, and sent him away with a classic slip of the hand.

However, Schiller still asked, "Are you sure he's dead?"

It's not that Schiller is suspicious, the key is that the Joker is indeed very cunning. What if he is faking death?

The Pale Knight hesitated for a moment, but still said, "If a person who has been struck by lightning nine times can also be resurrected, then he might still have a little possibility of surviving."

"You slipped your hand nine times?!"

"No, only once," Bruce replied.

"Yeah, nine times the current, the corpse is carbonized," the Pale Knight said heartbrokenly. "You didn't even ask him anything!"

"I just wanted to test the equipment."

Bruce desperately hoped that this topic would pass quickly. He said, "Why did you come here?"

At this time, Bruce had already discovered the abnormality in the trunk. He reached out and opened the trunk, and then let out a scream.

His movements were too fast, and Schiller didn't have time to stop him.

When Bruce climbed up from the back of the car, he said quite shocked, "What is this? Why is it so ugly?!"

The Pale Knight wanted to walk over to see, but Schiller stopped him and said, "This is the thing that came up from the pier. If I'm not mistaken, it should be called a Deep One. I knocked one down and was just looking for a place to study it."

Bruce touched his chin and said, "That's just right, the equipment has been debugged, we can go try it again."

"Don't use that broken electric shock device again!" the Pale Knight shouted at him: "I have never thought that Batman would be an electrical appliance killer!"

"Yes, an electrical appliance killer, what's wrong? I asked you to debug the equipment and you didn't do it. I debugged it badly and you blamed me. Is this the loser-style shirking of responsibility you used to save Gotham?"

Schiller patted his back to make him shut up. The Pale Knight's blood pressure was visibly rising to the point of eruption.

Schiller found the remaining rope when he came down in the hall, closed his eyes and tied the Deep One, dragged him out of the car, and dragged him into the lighthouse all the way.

The three returned to the lighthouse. Schiller saw the charred corpse of the Joker in the room with the electrical equipment.

He walked over and took a look. It really was the Joker. Although he wasn't sure if the Joker virus would spread in the game dungeon, he was sure that from a biological point of view, if a person was electrocuted like this in an instant, there should be no possibility of any virus spreading.

This should also be a new idea to kill the Joker. Schiller swept a glance at him with his peripheral vision after putting down the Deep One.

And then he saw a look of horror on an ugly fish-head face for the first time.