Chapter 3219: The Haze of Faraines (27)

Schiller used the Cthulhu mythos skill on this bottle of wine.

"... Looking at this bottle of wine, you gradually recall some knowledge..."

Some information was sent into Schiller's brain.

"Golden Honey Wine: After use, it can restore 30% of maximum Sanity value, and at the same time fall into a 'stagnant' state. During this period, one cannot move or think, cannot feel any information from the outside world, and will not be affected by anything from the outside world. It is immune to all Sanity value deduction effects, but will still be affected by external physical damage. Please use it with caution."

That's right, Schiller thought. Finally got the key prop. This thing not only has the most precious effect of restoring Sanity value, but also can be immune to the deduction effect of Sanity value for a period of time, which is simply a divine skill.

But this thing also has shortcomings, that is, one cannot move after drinking it, and it is completely not immune to physical damage. Although it won't be mentally polluted, if one is cut by a knife, one will definitely die.

So this thing is only suitable for being immune to mental pollution in a safe environment, and not suitable for use in battle.

But at the same time, this is also an artifact for fighting rotten battles. They can completely drag it until the Old Ones descend, find a secret room to take a sip of wine, and wait until all other masterminds behind the scenes go insane before coming out to solve them.

Schiller roughly had a plan in his heart. He told Batman the information about this wine. Although it didn't indicate the number of times and dosage, there was still more than half a bottle left, which should be enough for both of them to use.

They searched the captain's cabin again and found a collectible revolver and a dagger inlaid with gems. They both seemed to have some occult attributes. Batman took the revolver, and Schiller chose the dagger.

"I think we have to leave here quickly," Batman said. "The Church's troops should arrive soon. Now it's the window period for the Deep Ones' defense. It's easy for them to sneak onto the ship. It won't be easy to leave if it's too late."

"You intend to just leave like this?" Schiller narrowed his eyes and said, "The Deep Ones have rested for so long, it's time to come out and be active."

"What do you intend to do?"

"Naturally, let them perform their duties."

The two returned to the second level of the ship's cabin together. This was in the middle of the ship's cabin, but still submerged under the water.

Schiller looked at the Elder Sign in his hand. The light was slightly dimmed, but it could still be used.

He walked to the wall at the outermost edge of the ship's cabin, turned his head and said to Batman, "This ship can float on the sea surface, clearly influenced by mysterious power. And the mark in my hand can dispel mysterious power. What do you think will happen if I use my hand to touch the ship's hull?"

Batman's movements paused. He immediately realized what Schiller was going to do. He said, "When I was hiding under the pier bridge before, I already discovered that the Deep Ones were hiding on the seabed directly below these three ships to restore their physical strength."

"Looks like we're in luck." Schiller smiled and said.

Batman walked to the stairwell, seemingly ready to run out at any time. Schiller reached out and pressed lightly on the wall of the ship's hull.

He didn't touch the wooden board directly, but touched a layer of something like a seawater barrier, soft and damp to the touch.

Schiller felt a heat in his palm, and then his hand broke through the restriction of the seawater barrier and touched the decaying ship's hull directly.

The ship's hull, which had long been corroded, shattered into pieces in an instant after losing the protection of mysterious power.

Seawater instantly poured in along the hole.

After breaking the ship's hull, Schiller turned and ran out, found the door they entered before with Batman at the fastest speed, didn't even look at the Deep Ones that reappeared at the door, and ran out of the large ship in one breath.

They ran to the lighthouse in one breath and arrived at the top floor of the lighthouse. Standing in front of the window, they saw that the coastline in the distance filled with fog no longer had the dullness and oppression at the beginning, but a huge chaos had occurred.

The one in the middle of the three warships gradually tilted, and then slowly sank. The huge mast hit the pier on the shore, not only smashing many Deep Ones to death, but also breaking the deepest pier bridge on the pier.

But the disaster had just begun.

The base for the Deep Ones to restore oxygen was directly below the three ships. They estimated that they didn't expect someone could sink the ship, so they didn't build a house for the base, but directly laid the foundation in the open air.

"You should go to Pride for literary appreciation."

The remaining Deep Ones rushed to the shore, screaming. The companions patrolling on the shore didn't know what happened and ran back in a panic. The whole pier was in a mess.

"I guess the Great Prophet must be very confused now," Schiller had already stopped hiding the gloating meaning in his tone. He said, "Before he had time to find the treasure, the ship sank. He must be wondering what's going on."

"This is a good thing for him," Batman said. "I don't think he mastered the correct way to open the door. If he really got on the ship, perhaps he would have fallen into a trap long ago."

Schiller agreed with Batman's point of view. The Great Prophet might know more than others, but he definitely wouldn't know everything. If one link in the opening process went wrong, there would definitely be very serious consequences.

"What do we do next?"

Schiller asked like this, but Batman heard his hint. He said, "Sounds like you have something to do?"

"Yes, I'm going to find something deep in the cave," Schiller planned to fulfill his agreement with Nyarlathotep as soon as possible to prevent long nights and many dreams.

"I plan to look for Joker's modified electric shock equipment tools here and modify a gun for you."

Schiller didn't stand on ceremony with him either, handed the screws directly to him, and then gave him the pass for the Siltek laboratory, and then said, "If there are no accidents, the Church's main force will arrive soon. Try your best to guard the lighthouse. If you can't guard it, retreat into the tunnel and go to the laboratory to wait for me."

Schiller entered the underground cave along the entrance of the lighthouse, and while advancing toward the depths of the cave, he thought about the known clues.

Most of the clues were connected, and the guns that appeared in the first few scenes also fired.

Schiller walked to the underground river and saw the fish rushing in the river. The origin of these fish wasn't clear, only that they should be from Joker's background story.

But combined with the fish in the stomachs of the few dead people before and the later arrival of the Deep Ones, Schiller could also roughly infer that this should be the ritual to summon the Deep Ones.

Although Schiller hadn't seen similar rituals in any Cthulhu mythos classics, there were many ways to summon this thing originally. Incantations, magic circles, or sacrifices were all fine, and sometimes they would even come uninvited, randomly picking an unlucky city to plague.

Those who ate the fish weren't experimental products of Siltek Biological Company, but sacrifices in the ritual to summon the Deep Ones. After all, they all died miserably in the end, which was very consistent with the process of blood sacrifice.

In the plot, it should be Old Siltek, who sacrificed them to summon the Deep Ones in order to enhance his status with disaster. After all, Old Siltek came to this village for this matter and had been operating here for a long time, so it was not a problem to fool a few people.

And the ghost ship that came with the Deep Ones should have been summoned by the Great Prophet in the Church. He might have learned the captain's identity through some channels and knew that he had props that could be immune to mental pollution, so he wanted to summon the ship to get the props.

The initial disaster Prowler might have been a trick by the Pope, who was a cultist, who changed the monster that should have been released from the room into a real clone of a Great Old One, used to pit the Great Prophet.

In general, this accident can be considered the result of the wrestling of three parties. Although all other people have their own malice, they can barely be considered victims.

At this time, Schiller had arrived at the cave full of forks. He asked in his heart: "Which road to take?"

"Use your inspiration," Nyarlathotep answered.

Schiller sighed, passed an inspiration check, and after success, he instinctively walked toward a road. Next was throwing dice all the way, passing checks all the way.

Schiller felt that Nyarlathotep must have done something to the dice. He threw all the way and there was no failure.

In the end, he followed a narrow path and arrived at a small space. Don't look at this cave as small, there was faint light above, indicating there was an exit, and the ground was actually grass, and the walls were covered with vines, simply like a forest underground.

Schiller saw the box being illuminated by the light above. He walked over and saw a diamond-shaped glass inlaid in the center of the box.

He walked over and picked up the box. The moment he opened the box, his breathing stopped.

What came into view was a red irregular polyhedron with many faces, being supported by seven irregular metal brackets in a box. At this time, the inside of the crystal emitted faint red light.

Schiller threw the box out directly.

"... What are you afraid of?" Nyarlathotep's voice seemed to carry a bit of resentment.

Schiller also felt his reaction was a bit big. After all, he was the one who owed Nyarlathotep a debt and didn't pay it back. Seeing a summoning object of his clone, it should be this thing that was afraid.

But this thing was really famous. It was the veritable group-wiping engine in running a group, named "Shining Trapezohedron."

The main function of this thing is to summon Nyarlathotep's clone, the Haunter of the Dark.

Basically, any veteran who has participated in several running group games will know that if you encounter this thing, there is one word: run.

Run as fast as you can, run as far as you can. Running a little slower is a group wipe.

Nyarlathotep's clones are independent of each other, and their personalities are different, but the most brutal one is the Haunter of the Dark, because he attacks all living things indiscriminately, and no one can be spared.

He must be active in a completely dark environment. As long as there is a ray of light, he will be resealed. This is why this box was placed under faint light.

After picking up the box again, fortunately it wasn't broken. Schiller took out the Shining Trapezohedron. Out of safety considerations, he turned on the flashlight. This thing doesn't necessarily have to use sunlight to seal it. The light of the flashlight also works, which greatly reduced the pressure on Schiller to carry it.

But after taking it out, Schiller discovered that there were items below. Schiller carefully took out the things at the bottom of the box.

That was a book with a pure black cover, with a line of hot-stamped golden flower-style text on it, writing "The Haze of Faraines."

And at the very bottom, there was a line of small print, writing the author's name—"John V. Constantine." ===== CHAPTER 3220 =====