Chapter 257： 1 wooden coffin (modified)

Chapter 255 A Wooden Coffin (Modified)

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

There was helplessness, fear, resentment in her eyes ...

She remembered the cause of her death.

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

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

"He is a member of the Simore clan, an evil vampire. My father used to trust him like that, but he killed my father while my father was unprepared for him."

Clark was grieved and struggling.

Daisy couldn't bear it, pulling on Allen's sleeves, a pair of beautiful big eyes with tears, looking at Allen, silently pleading for Clark.

Allen saw this and released Clark's fixation.

"What is Simmore?" Daisy asked, and she was too confused.

"The original members of Simmore were a group of human magicians who longed for eternal life. They didn't know what power they were receiving. They even got the ability to **** blood through alchemy, magic and the blood of an elder." Allen explained, Dai West was dumbfounded.

"But they soon discovered that their original spells no longer have such power. But through learning and dedication, they mastered a new form of magic. This magic was done with the power of blood. But because they became vampires Method, they became the enemy of other vampire clan. "

"You know everything!" Daisy felt that her brother was growing faster than she had imagined, and she was increasingly unable to connect him with the little classmate who was behind her **** as a child.

"Yes, the Duke of the Night became a friend of my father when he was hiding from the world. My father was a master architect, so he carefully treasured the treasure in the back room. The Duke of Night knew this and wanted to use the treasure to implement his evil plan . "

Clark, who had calmed down, said everything he knew. For her, only relying on the power of outsiders can help her get revenge.

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

"I only know that it is an evil formation that uses blood to increase the power of vampires, making it difficult for ordinary wizards to match."

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

"He even 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 gave Alan a surprised look. She had never thought that her brother was actually an enthusiastic one!

Of course, Allen had a trace of compassion for Clark in front of him—but driving him to look for the inner power of the Duke of Night, he wanted to see the magic of the Cincinnati clan.

Moreover, Clark ’s father ’s treasure is also worth looking for. The magic stone can be turned into gold, but more other types of resources are not magic stone. It may be that Nick Lemme knows more functions, but obviously Allen is There is no deeper grasp of the more usefulness of the magic stone.

"I know, I can show you the way." Clark, who had seen the power of the Duke of the Night, did not hesitate to lead the way for Allen.

Even if the evil vampire could not be eliminated, it would be good to find him in trouble-Clark did not think at all, what would happen if Allen failed.

Clark drifted forward quickly, Alan and Daisy hurried to keep up, they turned a few more times, and then walked to the end of the tunnel.

A dark red wooden door appeared in front of them.

Far away, Clark stopped.

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

After that, Clark quickly disappeared around the corner and disappeared.

Allen grabbed the door handle.

Daisy stopped Alan again. "Would it be better to wait for Mom and Dad to come home and explore again?"

"Then Aunt Josephine will stop us. We must see what is behind this door." Allen said calmly. "Daisy, I suspect Aunt Josephine has been developed into a descendant of the vampire by the Duke of the Night. She could n’t resist him. It ’s also the reason why I did n’t want to tell them about it. And although Aunt Josephine obviously could n’t tell us the truth, she kept trying to imply that we must save her ... I have n’t yet grasped the imprisonment of a high-level undead with the undead.

After he finished speaking, Allen turned his door handle and pulled the door open without waiting for her sister to reply.

This door is also heavy, and when it opens, it makes a groaning and weird sound, just like the first door.

Alan raised his wand and let the wand glow the front.

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

The light of the wand was beating on the smooth, dark wall, and the wall was empty. Allen and Daisy walked side by side into this boxy room.

"It seems like a big deal? It's an empty room," Daisy said. "It's just an empty room."

"It's not empty." Allen replied softly, shining his wand at a large object on the floor in the middle of the room.

Then the siblings looked at it blankly, looking at it silently.

"What is this?" Daisy finally asked.

"A coffin." Allen answered the sister's well-known question.

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

She wasn't really too scared, but her whole body began to tighten, chill, and tighten-Daisy felt that she must be excited.

Allen shone his wand at the coffin in the middle of the room, the aperture beating continuously on the black plate.

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

Allen did not respond to her, but looked closely at the coffin in front of her.

The light of the wand was shining on the black oily wooden board, and he saw brass handles on both ends of the rectangular coffin.

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

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

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

"What are you going to do?" Daisy asked nervously as she shrank from the open door and dared not step forward.

"I'll check it out," Allen gently pushed away from Daisy's blocked hand, and replied, "Reassure, he can't hear it without opening or attacking the coffin."

"Oh," Daisy yelled, "I ... um ... I don't think we should do this."

Allen looked back at her ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He lit Daisy's face with the light of his wand.

Allen saw Daisy's chin trembling, and her light blue eyes narrowed and looked at the coffin.

"Daisy, stay here if you are afraid ..." Alan's mild consolation, "Relax, I have a curse spell against undead."

"That's not it," Daisy denies. "I'm not afraid, but I think maybe we should go find Dad, Mom, Albert."

"Why?" Allen kept looking at her face with his wand, and he saw Daisy's jaw trembling again.

"Because the coffin cannot be opened casually," Daisy replied, holding her arms tightly around her chest.

"Daisy, don't worry." Alan shook her head and walked cautiously towards the coffin. "But if there is anything, you can use the phantom shift to bring the father over and save me, but we have to take advantage of the aunt's not being He controlled the opportunity to act ... "

(End of this chapter)