Chapter 3235: The Shadow of Faraines (VI)

Chapter 3209 The Shadow of Falennes (VI)

Schiller put on his night vision goggles, extinguished his torch, climbed over the wall, and looked down from above. He really saw the vague figures of several humans chasing each other at the end of the street.

Schiller was sure at the first glance that they were indeed the Deep Ones.

These monsters with human bodies, fish heads and tridents in their hands are the most typical images of Deep Ones. However, this village is called Falennes, not Innsmouth. What are the Deep Ones doing here?

Schiller still remembered that in the classic Cthulhu novel "The Shadow of Innsmouth", it was mentioned that the unfortunate town of Innsmouth had excessive intermarriage with Deep Ones, which led to the appearance of Innsmouth for humans, and eventually turned into Deep Ones and returned to the sea.

But Schiller was very sure that the seaside town he was in didn't look like Innsmouth. All the locals he met looked decent, and he didn't find anything related to the Deep Divers here. What on earth could cause a large-scale invasion of these sea monsters?

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

But Schiller knew very well that Jeff was a modern man, and modern ocean-going fleets would be equipped with sufficient firepower. If the effect of the spell was to summon the Deep Divers, it would be hard to say whether these fishmen could beat the well-armed and well-trained sailors in the fleet.

The Deep Divers were not invincible. Although humans were naturally weak in front of them, when Jeff was young, it was at most the World War II period, not the Middle Ages. The firepower of modern humans can be called a carbon-based biological destroyer. How many Deep Divers could destroy such a large fleet?

In order to prevent being discovered by the Deep Divers, Schiller quickly jumped off the wall and quietly moved along the wall.

He knew that the fishmen might have very good noses, so he held his breath as much as possible. The night vision goggles were his trump card, because the deep divers might think that humans had no ability to see at night, so they came out to hunt in the dark.

He quietly followed the deep divers.

There were about five or six humans being hunted in front, except for one woman, all of them were men, and all of them were middle-aged men. Two of them had guns in their hands, and the one at the back had a shotgun.

From the moment Schiller saw them, the man fired three shots, and the last shot hit by luck. Schiller saw that the legs of the deep divers who were hit were directly blown into blood foam. This should be the effect of special bullets. Schiller suspected that these people were the ones who robbed the gun store.

This was undoubtedly good news. The deep divers who were hit had no way to chase forward because they lost a leg, and his companions didn't care about him and just left him there.

It is better to catch a fish directly than to capture a person and ask for information. Schiller immediately made up his mind. However, he guessed that looking directly at this monster would reduce his mental health, so he lowered his head as much as possible and did not look at the monster itself. He walked to the side of the deep diver with a crowbar.

This guy immediately found him. His cry was a bit like a frog, and a bit like a dog, and there was a whirring sound in his nasal cavity.

As soon as this sound reached Schiller's ears, he felt his brain buzzing, and his mental health value dropped again.

Schiller quickly hit his head with a crowbar.

This dull shouting turned into a scream, but it had no effect of mental attack. Finding that it was effective, Schiller hit his nose twice again, and he could not scream.

I don’t know when the other deep divers will come back. If they are dragged into the house next door, they may also be found by following the traces.

Fortunately, because the previous disaster of the wanderer broke out suddenly, most people did not have time to escape, and some died in the car, which was not locked and still had oil.

Schiller found a car on the side of the road, threw the body on the driver's seat out, dragged the Deep Diver over and stuffed it into the trunk, then sat in the driver's seat himself.

The reason why he didn't drive before was mainly because it was a melting snow day, and there was no way to cover up the fresh traces left by the wheels. Although there were not many living people in the village, he still didn't want to leave traces of his activities. Walking could at least cover up his footprints.

But now he couldn't care less. There was a big fish in his trunk, and he had to find a place to study it carefully.

The sound of Schiller's throttle almost immediately attracted the attention of the Deep Diver, but Schiller stepped on the throttle to the bottom and left the village at the fastest speed. The physical fitness of these fishmen was indeed strong and they ran fast, but there was still a certain gap with the speed of the car. They chased for a long time but failed to catch up.

However, the Deep Diver was attracted back by Schiller, and the gang seemed to have successfully escaped. Schiller heard two more gunshots, and he suspected that the gang had killed a Deep Diver.

Schiller drove the car all the way to the entrance of the lighthouse. As soon as he got off the car, he ran into Bruce and the Pale Knight who were going out.

"I said I didn't mean it! Who knew that the electric shock device that guy modified was so powerful! He deserved it!"

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

"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 the fighting state, but he had no intention of attacking the two people. It should be that the two of them did not leave the fighting state and implicated themselves.

But who are they just fighting?

"What about the clown?" Schiller asked.

Bruce showed an embarrassing expression.

Schiller looked at him.

"You listen to me explain that I didn't deliberately kill him. You also know that I have not touched those mechanical equipment for a long time. I reversed the reading number, and then ... but this can not blame me. Is it immortal? "

"Are you forgetting that this is in the game?" The Palm Knight said with a speechless way: "All our attributes depend on the points, his constitution is not high enough, and you take the blood volume. Dead.

Bruce sighed with a long breath: "Who makes him not to high constitution? I am not intentional, and the police have been dead, and I have a point of social reputation."

The pale knight looked at Bruce as seeing ghosts.

Schiller wanted to laugh a little.

He really believes that Bruce is not intentional, but it is more likely that he has been distracted or not attentive. This situation has often occurred since he was sick. It is not funny like an ordinary person.

Schiller laughed at the clown.

If it is not surprising, this should be the clown's strategy, and Batman who gamble him could not kill him, but the problem was that it was not Batman or Bruce who caught him.

If it was really a Batman, even if he said that eliminating the player in the game, he would not be killed, but it was more to threaten others with this sentence. Schiller believed that he would still follow the principle of not killing in the game.

Then if he caught the clown, he may indeed use some methods to ask for intelligence, but he should not kill him. In addition to the principle of not killing, it is also because of this situation that the truth is only the clown. Some things in Dingli may be taken by him to the grave. This is what Batman is unwilling to see.

But unfortunately, this is not a matter for Bruce. He has no principle of killing, and more importantly, he doesn't care about the details.

There is no wrong version one by one!

He does not have the obsessive -compulsive disorder of Batman. It is not necessary to ensure that every detail in each story is in his control.

It can be seen from the style of Bruce's paper that he is just the same. You can touch your luck in terms of details. That is, time can heal all scars.

Dry Batshi is not good, dry civil engineering is a good hand.

The clown and Bruce met too much. They didn't know enough about him. They thought he was like other Batman. Bruce was a camouflage, and Batman was the core, so when he fell into his hands, there was nothing to guard against.

Bruce also disappointed everyone's expectations as always, and a classic hand slipped directly away.

But Schiller still asked: "Are you sure he is dead?"

It is not Schito's heart. The key is that the clown is really cunning. What if the performance is fake?

The pale knight hesitated for a moment, but he still said: "If the person who was chopped by Lei Lian could also be resurrected, then he might still have a little possibility of surviving."

"You slipped nine times?!"

"No, only once." Bruce replied.

"Yeah, nine times current, the corpses are carbonized." The pale knight said sadly: "You didn't even ask him what to order!"

"I just want to test the device."

Bruce eagerly hoped that the topic had passed quickly. He said, "Why are you here?"

At this time, Bruce had found that the trunk was abnormal. He reached out and opened the trunk, and then screamed.

He moved too fast, Schiller had no time to stop him.

When Bruce got up from the rear of the car, he said shocked: "What is this? Why is it so ugly?!"

The pale knight wanted to go over and take a look. Schiller stopped him and said, "This is the stuff on the pier. If I didn't guess it, it should be called a deep dive person. Study.

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

"Don't use that broken electric shock device!" Cangpu Knight shouted at him: "I have never thought that Batman will be an electrical killer!"

"Yes, what's wrong with the killer of electrical appliances? I let you debug the device, you don't do it, I don't debug, you blame me, you just rely on this loser -like shirk responsibility to save Gotham?"

Schiller quickly patted his back and let him shut up. The blood pressure of the pale knight was visible to the naked eye.

Schiller found the remaining ropes when he came down in the hall, tied the deep dives with closed eyes, dragged him out of the car, and dragged him into the lighthouse all the way.

The three returned to the lighthouse, and Schiller saw a clown coke in the room with motor equipment.

He walked over and looked at it, it was really a clown. Although he was not sure if the clown virus would spread in the game copy, he was sure that in terms of biology, if a person was used in an instant, it should There is no possibility of spreading viruses.

This should also be a new idea of ​​killing the clown. After Schiller put down the deep dive, he glanced at him inadvertently with Yu Guang.

Then he saw a frightened expression on a ugly fish head face for the first time.

Clown becomes a real clown