Chapter 257: A Wooden Coffin (Modified)

The silver thread gradually disappeared, and Clark's face gradually became clear.

Her eyes showed helplessness, fear, resentment...

She remembered the cause of her death.

"It's the Duke of Night! He's a vampire, he sucked all my blood." Clark said angrily.

"The Duke of the Night? Who is he?" Daisy asked again.

"He was from the Simmore clan, an evil vampire. My father used to trust him so much, but he killed my father while my father was unprepared for him."

Clark was in unbearable grief and struggled in pain.

Daisy couldn't bear it, and pulled Alan's sleeves, her beautiful big eyes were full of tears, she looked at Alan, and silently pleaded for Clark.

Seeing this, Allen lifted the hold on Clark.

"What is Synmore?" Daisy asked, and she had too many doubts.

"The original members of Sinmore were a group of human magicians who longed for eternal life. With the help of some unknown power, they obtained the ability to suck blood through alchemy, magic and the blood of an elder." Allen explained, Dai Xi was dumbfounded.

"However, they soon discovered that their old spells were no longer so powerful. But through study and dedication, they mastered a new form of magic. This magic is done with the power of blood. But because they became vampires way, they became enemies of other vampire clans."

"You know everything!" Daisy felt that her younger brother's growth rate exceeded her imagination, and she was increasingly unable to connect him with the little follower who followed her ass when she was a child.

"That's right, the Duke of the Night became friends with my father when he was hiding from the world. My father is a master builder, so he carefully hid the treasure in the secret room. The Duke of the Night is aware of this and wants to use the treasure to implement his own evil plan .”

Clark, who had calmed down, told all the news he knew. For her, only by relying on the power of outsiders can she avenge herself.

"What evil plan?" Allen captured the key points in Clark's words.

"I only know that it is an evil formation with the help of blood, which greatly increases the power of vampires, making it difficult for ordinary wizards to match."

Clark didn't know much about it. "Before I died, I only heard him say so much."

"He actually decided to use this place as a base to complete his experiment when he learned that my father was going to build a mansion," Clark said angrily.

"Do you know where he is?" Allen asked.

Daisy glanced at Allen in surprise, she never thought that her younger brother was actually a warm-hearted man!

Of course, Allen has a little compassion for Clark in front of him-but the inner motivation that drives him to find the Duke of the Night is that he wants to see the magic of the Simmore clan.

Moreover, Clark's father's treasure is also worth looking for. The Philosopher's Stone can turn stones into gold, but more other types of resources cannot be conjured by the Philosopher's Stone-maybe Nicolas knows more functions, but obviously Allen is still There is no further use for the Philosopher's Stone without a deeper grasp.

"I know, I can lead you the way." Clark, who had seen the power of the Night Duke, led Alan and the others without hesitation.

Even if the evil vampire can't be wiped out, it's good to make trouble for him--Clark doesn't think about it at all, what will happen if Alan and the others fail.

Clark floated forward quickly, and Alan and Daisy hurriedly followed. They turned a few more times, and then walked to the end of the tunnel.

A crimson wooden door appeared in front of their eyes.

In the distance, Clark stopped in his tracks.

"Then, I wish you good luck. If you can destroy the Night Duke, I am willing to point you to the location of the treasure room."

After speaking, Clark quickly disappeared around the corner and disappeared without a trace.

Allen grabbed the doorknob.

Daisy stopped Ellen again,

"Isn't it better to wait for Mom and Dad to come home and explore?"

"Then Aunt Josephine will stop us too. We have to see what is behind this door." Allen said calmly, "Daisy, I suspect that Aunt Josephine has been developed into a descendant of vampires by the Duke of the Night, so She couldn't resist him, and that's why I didn't want to tell them about it before-and Aunt Josephine, although obviously unable to tell us the truth, has been trying to hint to us that we can save her... I am still not sure how to use the undead hold technique to imprison a high-level undead."

After finishing speaking, Allen turned the doorknob and opened the door without waiting for his sister to reply.

This door was also heavy, and it creaked oddly when it opened, just like the first door.

Allen raised his wand, letting the fluorescent light from the wand shine in front of him.

"A room," Allen said softly, "a room at the end of the tunnel."

The wand's light danced on the smooth, dark wall, which was empty, and Ellen and Daisy entered the boxy room side by side.

"What's the big deal? It's an empty room," said Daisy. "It's just an empty room."

"Not empty," Alan replied softly, and he shone his wand on something large on the floor in the center of the room.

Then the siblings stared blankly at it, silently.

"What is this?" Daisy asked at last.

"A coffin." Allen still answered his sister's knowingly asked question.

With her brother's confirmation, Daisy's heart almost stopped beating.

She wasn't really too frightened, but her whole body began to feel tight, cold, and tight—and Daisy thought it must be excitement.

Allen shined his wand on the coffin in the center of the room, and the light circle kept beating on the dark board.

"I've never seen a coffin like this before," murmured Daisy.

Allen didn't respond to her, but looked carefully at the coffin in front of him.

The wand's light fell on the black and oily wood, and he saw that the rectangular coffin had brass handles at each end.

"What should I do?" Daisy asked in a small voice. "Do you want to open it..."

"The Night Duke that Clark said should be inside." Allen raised his wand again, and took a look at the entire room. The walls were empty, smooth and gray, with no windows, no closets, and only one door. The door is the one that leads to the tunnel.

At the end of the winding tunnel, there is a hidden room. In the secret underground chamber, there is a coffin hidden... Allen took a deep breath and walked towards the coffin.

"What are you going to do?" Daisy asked nervously, she shrank in the open door and dared not go forward.

"I'll go check it out," Alan gently pushed away Daisy's blocking hand, and replied, "Don't worry, he won't hear it unless he opens it or attacks the coffin."

"Gee," cried Daisy, "I... um... I don't think we should."

Ellen looked back at her, shining the light of his wand on Daisy's face.

Alan saw that Daisy's jaw was trembling, and her light blue eyes were squinting at the coffin.

"Daisy, stay here if you're afraid..." Allen comforted in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I have a nemesis spell to deal with undead creatures."

"No," Daisy denied, "I'm not afraid, but I think maybe we should go and get Papa, Mama, and Albert."

"Why?" Ellen kept shining his wand on her face, and he saw Daisy's jaw start to tremble again.

"Because a coffin cannot be opened casually," replied Daisy, clasping her arms tightly across her breast.

"Daisy, don't worry." Allen shook his head and walked towards the coffin cautiously, "But if there is anything, you can just use Apparition to bring my father and the others over and save me, but we have to take advantage of my aunt not being killed." Opportunistic actions he controls..."