Volume 1: Stranger in a Strange Land Chapter 63: Kane's Horn
"Go past the Duke and mobilize troops to evacuate residents along the way from the Great Cemetery to Thorn City. You must personally command the scene and make sure the people see you. Then, as for the battle mages in the Mage Hall, you only need to notify them, but remember to list the names of those who did not respond. They are most likely to have been contaminated by the Moon Realm, and it will be easier to clean up afterwards..."
Before leaving, the man gave me detailed instructions on what to do next.
"It shouldn't take long for me to resolve this, so the undead that will eventually escape shouldn't get out of control. Instead, I can use this to build momentum for you and clear some obstacles..."
In response to this, he asked with some concern:
"Wait a minute, what if the Duke's ceremony is already complete? Then he is a complete..."
"A complete authority? Ah, that's not something you should worry about... By the way, take this first."
As he spoke, he took out an ancient horn engraved with a seven-pointed star symbol from the space crack.
Vincent looked at the horn with a puzzled look on his face, and the other party explained to him:
"It contains a wide-area spell to appease the undead, and it has also been blessed by the Seven Holy Spirits. It can make all the undead within a certain range fall into complete silence. If something happens that you don't have time to solve, use it."
The other party's description of the effect of the horn reminded Vincent of some stories that were well-known in Blackwater Province. It was one of the many legends about how the tide of the undead in the Corrupted Moon was stagnated a thousand years ago.
Thinking back to the time when the man in front of him had previously called himself "the Chief Judge", an extremely absurd possibility emerged in Vincent's mind.
Then he suppressed his excitement and asked:
"Can I ask what this horn is called?"
"Well……"
William was silent for a while regarding this question.
This is actually a reward he got from a quest line of the Holy Spirit Church. A horn blessed by seven holy spirits. When you get it, you can choose to engrave an aura spell in it. After blowing it, you can briefly release an aura effect that expands the range five times.
Because he was about to advance the "Tides of the Corrupted Moon" quest line, he chose the aura effect of [Calm the Undead] without thinking twice.
Of course, in hindsight it was indeed quite tasteless.
In short, players have to name this item themselves after obtaining it, and William maintained his usual simple naming style and directly named the horn "Kane Horn".
The interest in this naming is in line with the naming of the Judgment Arms, which were numbered from one to twelve in the order of their acquisition.
"Kane's Horn."
William replied.
This answer caused a huge uproar in Vincent's heart.
The legendary Holy Horn that calmed the tide of the dead, the holy relic that the Cain Cult has been searching for for eight hundred years...
"And who are you?"
William nodded and said:
"Yes, I am the owner of this horn."
"Really...really? Is that the real Cain Horn? You are the real Cain..."
Another voice exclaimed before Vincent did.
Nezemar, who had just woken up, happened to hear their last conversation. She didn't care about her powerless state at the moment. She stared at the ancient horn and tried to crawl out naked from the blanket wrapped around her using her hands and feet.
"cough……"
As a [Sleeping] spell was cast, Nezemar stopped his movements and fell asleep quietly. William coughed lightly and said:
"Take her back to the Rose Palace to arrange the mission. I'll go to the Holy Sepulchre first and we'll talk about the rest when I come back. By the way, do you have any final words for Simon?"
This question made Vincent silent for a while, and finally he said:
"No."
…………
Time goes back to the present.
Vincent, the bishop, and Nezemar stood on the city wall of Thorn City. A line of fire stretched from the city gate to the distance. It was a signpost lit for the emergency evacuation of residents around Thorn City.
Under the escort of the black-armored guards, the sparse fleeing residents around gradually gathered into a somewhat crowded crowd, and entered the city through the gate under their feet with difficulty and slowly.
And in the night not far away in the direction of the large cemetery, a sea of countless densely packed dark green soul fires was slowly and steadily advancing towards the city gate.
Occasionally, some soul fires that burned more vigorously would break away from the "ocean" and rush to a position close to the residents' fleeing team.
Those were the more advanced undead creatures that could no longer hold back their desire for the living and rushed over first. But they would soon be sent back to eternal sleep by the vigilant magic swordsmen around them.
Is this what William meant by “ things won’t get out of control”?
Vincent thought as he looked at the tide of undead that made his scalp tingle.
But considering that the man in the legend once quelled a tide of the undead that was dozens or hundreds of times larger than this one, maybe for him, this is the state of "not getting out of control yet."
"After all residents have evacuated, we will launch a saturation magic attack on the undead tide. Master-level fire magic casters, please be responsible for the area with the highest density."
Thinking of this, Vincent turned around and said to the battle mages behind him.
Only about one-third of the entire Mage Hall responded to his notice.
This ratio made Vincent feel very uneasy.
"Master Vincent, but we alone are not enough to eliminate so many undead. Look, they are almost connected to one another. There are tens of thousands of them..."
"We must eliminate them all here. Otherwise, once they scatter, the surrounding villages and towns will be plagued by undead problems for years. Now that they are gathered together, it is our best chance."
Vincent said firmly.
At the same time, the bishop standing next to him said:
"It seems that the residents who are left behind will be caught up. Where are they from? From Half Moon Mill?"
There was an amber light in his eyes as he spoke.
Upon hearing this, Vincent also looked in that direction, but because he was not a practitioner of Transfiguration spells, he could not use the [Eagle Eyes] like the bishop to see clearly what was happening so far away.
"Notify the magic swordsman unit to cover them? Or should we open the portal here and bring them in directly?"
Behind Vincent, another Sage Seat mage with the title of Master asked.
Nezemar on the side shook her head. She stared at the Kane Horn in Vincent's hand and said:
"No, the magic swordsman unit is too far away. Besides, with so many undead gathered together, the strong undead magic will affect the stability of the portal, so..."
Her eyes sparkled as she spoke: "So I suggest trying the horn."
Vincent sighed slightly.
Now he began to doubt whether the Bishop and Nezemar were acting in cahoots just to let him try out the authenticity of the horn.
After all, William Kane's return now requires a huge "miracle" to support it before people will believe it.
Otherwise, he would be just like those false diviners in the past.
but……
Vincent recalled the first words William said to him before assigning him this series of tasks.
"Next, you actually have only one mission, and that is to become a hero."
Can an executioner like him still be a hero?
Vincent used [Teleport] with a wry smile, and with a flash of lightning, he arrived right in front of the tide of undead.
Dust flew and the sound of bones colliding gathered into a wave.
Faced with the endless tide of undead, he picked up the horn.
The distant sound of the horn seemed to echo throughout the entire Blackwater Province.
At that moment, not only the undead in front of Vincent, but also those wandering in the cemetery, all stopped.
On the top of the city wall, Nezemar nervously held Cain's statue and stared at the location where Vincent was teleported in the distance.
As the distant horn sounded, the statue of Kane in her hand suddenly trembled by itself.
