The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3222 The Shadow of Faraines (9)

Chapter 3222: The Shadow of Faraines (XIX)

"Are you feeling better?" Schiller was bandaging Batman's head wound while telling him about his conversation with old Sirtek and what he found in the laboratory.

Batman listened silently, as if thinking. When Schiller finished wrapping the bandage, he said, "The key to the matter is not the secret behind it, but the person who hides the secret."

"You mean old Siltek?"

"Yes, he is the person with the most secrets we can get in touch with. You said he left Faraines, which is not a good choice unless he has a reason to do so."

"Why do you say that?"

"If he wants to use the information advantage to negotiate with the church, he must make sure that he is the only one who walks out of here alive. Not to mention that we are all still alive, even ordinary people have survivors. He is in a hurry to leave without cleaning up this place. Something must have happened."

"What are you going to do next?"

Batman turned around and asked him, "Will you cooperate with me?"

Schiller put down what he was holding, walked to the first row of seats in the church, sat next to Batman and said, "Tell me about your plan first."

"The monsters roaming around the village now are strong evidence of another disaster. Not only can Old Siltek use this information advantage to negotiate with the church, but we can too."

"You want me to contact the church?" Schiller said softly, "But I'm afraid it's not that simple. Although I am a member of the church and theoretically may be a member of the Pope's personal guard, the church is also divided into many factions. I suspect that some people are in cahoots with old Sirtek."

Schiller sighed, looked out the window behind the cross and said, "I suspect there are some cultists within the church. They are closely related to the arrival of the Deep Ones. Old Sirtek may be their ally, or he may just be their pawn."

"You mean, among the weird things that appeared around the world before, which might have been created by the church, some were not actually created by them, but by cultists."

Schiller nodded and told Batman about the strikingly similar characteristics between the Prowler and the Outer Gods. Batman fell into thought again.

Obviously, the attributes in the game have greatly restricted him, slowing down his thinking and preventing him from multi-threaded thinking, but fortunately, Batman's own qualities are strong enough, so even if he is weakened, he is still resourceful.

"Do you know where Bruce and the others have gone?" Batman had just received a notification from the Beyonder and knew that they could chat freely now that no one was around, so he just asked directly.

Schiller shook his head and said, "Originally they should have gone to look for survivors, but judging by the current situation in the village, it is unlikely that the survivors are still alive. They may have left the village."

"We can't leave the village." Batman said, "The Deep Ones are a big problem. If we want to be ahead of old Siltk in terms of information and intelligence, we must know more."

"It seems that you have set your sights on those three ships."

"exactly."

Although Batman's emotions were not obvious, Schiller could still see that he was very happy that someone could think the same way as him, and it seemed that this experience was very new to him.

But Schiller could roughly guess why. There were very few people who could be in sync with Batman in terms of thinking, who did not require him to explain too much, and who had the same temperament as him.

"We need to prepare some things." Schiller said according to his own thoughts: "It must be very dangerous on the ship. There are things everywhere that can damage mental health just by looking at them. My skills cannot cool down that quickly. We need some means to fight against the dangers that may exist next."

"There are a lot of cars on the street. We can reserve some gasoline." Batman continued naturally. He said, "I know there should be magical power on that ship. Ordinary flames are difficult to burn, but as long as it is not completely beyond common sense, some physical and chemical methods can be useful."

"It will work." Schiller was not comforting Batman, because the Beyonder said that this was not a magic copy, there was no heaven, hell, or magician, which meant that the so-called magical power was actually the forbidden knowledge in the traditional Cthulhu mythology that humans could not access or understand, not some magic shield.

Those three ships were not made by magic. They were more likely summoned by some forbidden spells. There must be many dangerous creatures on the ships that can drive people crazy with just one look at them, but there is absolutely no way there can be Pokémon that can breathe fire and spit water. That would not be in line with the setting of the low level of magic power in this world.

"Let's act separately." Schiller took the initiative to say, "You go make physical preparations, and I need to study some things to see if we can add a layer of protection to our spirits."

Batman glanced at him, not expressing distrust. Schiller interpreted this emotion as a concern, so he said: "The more prepared you are, the less pressure I will have. But if I really can't find anything useful, I also have a last resort."

The last resort that Schiller mentioned is of course the Book of the Water God. This book is certainly dangerous, but if there is nothing in the book to restrict it, it will definitely be ten or a hundred times more dangerous than it is now.

Batman agreed with his idea, so he left the church. Schiller believed that he had an idea just like himself.

After Batman left, Schiller began to take stock of the resources he had. The reason why he dared to make such a boast in front of Batman was naturally that he had something to rely on.

As far as he knew, the book "Ketayat, the Water God" had the famous old seal.

It is said that an investigator has three treasures: a crowbar, an old seal, and good teammates. Now Schiller has got the crowbar, and Batman can be called a top teammate, so now he only lacks the old seal.

There are actually many different opinions about the true origin of the Old Seal, but it is nothing more than the restrictions left by the mortal enemies of the Old Ones on them, usually a small pattern painted on a stone.

This setting first appeared in the book "The Shadow over Innsmouth". The book mentioned that the residents of Innsmouth would use some small stones with strange patterns carved on them to resist the attacks of the Deep Ones, and that was the prototype of the Old Seal.

Later, other authors expanded on this setting and set the Old Seal as something hated by the Old Ones and the Outer Gods. "The Old Ones encountering the Old Seal is like a person encountering shit" has become a classic description of the relationship between the Old Seal and the Old Ones.

This actually shows that these small patterns may be a bit annoying to the Old Ones and the Outer Gods, but if he can tolerate it, or if your connection with him is too deep, he can also kill you with the old seal.

Even so, this can be said to be one of the few means of human resistance in the Cthulhu mythology, specifically used to fight against Outer Gods like Naaah who insists on annoying you even if you haven't provoked him. For Naaah, the Old Seal is also known as "we all eat shit together."

But Naya is apparently very good at eating shit, and the old seals are basically useless to him, otherwise he wouldn't have so many victims.

Later, as the settings gradually expanded and enriched, almost every Outer God and Old One had his own symbol. These symbols were not used to fight against them, but to contact them, with the same effect as a summoning spell.

However, if one wants to use symbols to summon them, the process is more complicated. It requires activities similar to sacrifices, and the symbols and other secret codes must be placed correctly. This is almost not an area that humans can study.

Even if Schiller roughly knew what the old seal looked like, this was knowledge outside the game and could not be used directly. He had to first investigate the old seal in the game before he could use this magic weapon.

They were now in Falaines, not Innsmouth, and there were no locals who could use the old seal. The only thing Schiller could count on was the book "Cetayat" in his hand.

There should be old prints in this book, and their function is to prevent the filth in the book from spreading further.

But if he wants to investigate the old seal, he must open this book, which is very risky for Schiller because the book is full of crazy and filthy forbidden knowledge. Schiller does not think that he can successfully finish reading the book with his willpower.

Then he could only take a gamble and guess which page of the book the old print was on, or to be more precise, whether it was in the front middle or the back. The book was not very thick, so as long as he guessed the approximate location, he should be able to find it after looking at two or three pages.

Schiller held the book in his hand and looked at it again and again, and soon he found that the cover of the book began to become a little damp, but this was not because the air in the church was humid, but because the human skin wrapped around the book cover was sweating.

Although he had expected this, Schiller's mental health value still inevitably dropped. This time the decline was a little gentler. He broke out in a cold sweat and was in a trance for a moment before it ended.

"Transcendant, are you there? I decided to read a book."

"Are you sure?" The Transcendent's voice sounded, and he said, "I must remind you that you obviously don't have the ability to read this book, so the dice test will not be optimistic. If you unfortunately throw a big failure, your probability of death will be 100%."

"I said I decided to watch it, but I didn't say I would watch it now." Schiller stood up and said, "Of course I will make some preparations."

"What are you going to do?"

"Summon Nyarlathotep."

"What???"

Schiller sighed and said, "Is there any better way to deal with the current situation? Dealing with Naa is like trying to get the skin of a tiger, but dealing with other foreign gods is like walking into the tiger's mouth."

"The church will not sit idly by and watch the situation develop. Once they know about Faraines' situation, no matter if I am one of them or not, they will definitely not want me to leave here alive. To fight against the church's endless tricks, I must rely on something."

"No, you can't do that." The Transcendent said, "There is no reason for you in the game to come into contact with the name Nyarlathotep. If you don't know of his existence, you can't summon him."

"So I have to find a way to know his existence first." Schiller walked out of the church and said, "Who was the host of the game during the time when Pride came to visit?"

Seeing the Transcendent remain silent, Schiller sneered.

"I am courting death, and you are inviting a wolf into your home."

Schiller came to the outside of the church. At this time, the deep divers who had been dragged away by the Bruce monster had basically returned to their original positions, and they began to patrol the village again.

Schiller went around to the back of the church and saw two deep divers walking together towards the east side of the street.

Schiller did not choose to use a gun, because the sound of gunfire would easily attract other deep divers. He rushed forward at lightning speed and hit a deep divers on the back of the head with a crowbar.

Strength check 30＞20, great success.

Schiller raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect that he could throw it so successfully. This was also his best luck in this game.

With a loud bang, the Deep Diver's skull was smashed into pieces, and his brains splattered all over his companion's face, stunning the monster for a moment.

"The battle begins..."

The sinister voice sounded again.

Schiller did not attack the other Deep Diver. Instead, after hearing the voice, he immediately asked himself, "Who are you?"

"You finally found out..."