Chapter 258： The Duke of Night (modified)

Chapter 256 The Duke of the Dark Night (Modified)

Allen had just taken two steps and turned around again. He summoned a silver sword and magic silver shield from the storage space of the system. In Daisy ’s surprised eyes, Allen handed over these two things. Gave her.

"This magic silver shield can effectively resist evil curses, and this silver sword is also very sharp. When you were still in Hogwarts, you should have learned in black magic defense class that vampires and werewolves are afraid of silver weapons. You Just protect yourself at the door, don't come over, "Allen urged.

"Where did you get these things from?" Daisy was surprised, and her doubts blurted out-she didn't see what the younger brother used for the space items that had kept the seamless telescoping spell.

"I got it when I went to America." Allen didn't want to say much, he was anxious to explore the coffin.

Daisy is no longer investigating too much, and now is not the time to ask about it, Alan will tell himself what he is willing to say.

She picked up the magic silver shield and looked closely. She likes the shape of the silver shield. The layers of roses are lifelike and look very delicate and beautiful.

Allen briefly told Daisy how to control the magic silver shield.

Daisy used magic power to control the two flowers on the magic silver shield to approach. With a "snap", the two roses merged into one and stood upright, wrapping up one of Daisy's hands.

Then the entire box was transformed into a silver-white shield, with roses on the shield.

If it wasn't for the wrong environment at this time, Daisy would have to jump up-this shield is really amazing, and the shape is exquisite and atmospheric, especially in line with Daisy's intentions.

But then her attention was diverted by Allen again.

Allen, holding his wand, walked cautiously, watching him reach the coffin, and suddenly the mutation suddenly appeared.

A rug, a rug near the coffin, wrapped Allen so tightly that Allen could not see anything clearly.

The carpet looked very flexible and elastic. After wrapping around Allen, it gradually tightened and tightened, just like a python trying to strangle its prey.

Daisy couldn't help but exclaimed, holding the silver sword, and wanted to come forward to help Allen.

As soon as he stepped out of two steps, he saw that the blanket covering Allen was torn apart, the lights were scattered, and the debris was scattered everywhere.

Allen broke free from the remnants of the blanket, and he gestured to stop Daisy from moving forward.

Daisy stopped submissively.

It's really cunning enough to attract the intruder's attention with a huge coffin, and the carpet on the ground is the means to attack the intruder.

Allen squeezed his wand in his hand and raised his vigilance. He walked smoothly to the coffin and touched the coffin lid with one hand. The planed wooden board felt smooth and cool.

"Yu Jiadim? Leviosa!" Allen wanted to use a floating spell to remove the coffin cover-but the coffin cover was still.

"Sure enough it was not so easy, magic protection was applied ... It seems, only--" Allen put his wand on his body, making sure that he could withdraw at any time, and then grasped the coffin lid with both hands, trying to lift it open.

"Oh! It's heavy enough." For a moment, Allen didn't push. He stood up and passed a chill in his back. Allen turned around suspiciously. Daisy stood at the door, looking worriedly. Hold him-there is nothing strange behind him.

Alan shook his head and tried his best to get rid of this feeling, then he put his hands on the coffin lid again, and he leaned forward and began to push hard.

At first, the heavy wooden cover was motionless.

Then, Allen heard a creaking sound and the lid moved.

With a bit more force, it was opened by Allen's hands.

Allen saw that the coffin lid was no longer closed perfectly as before, and he no longer intended to continue to use his hand. Instead, he stepped back a few steps and pulled out his wand for alert.

Seeing that there was no reaction in the coffin, Alan simply sprinted up and kicked the lid open a large slit, then quickly jumped back and pulled away.

He narrowed his eyes and looked towards the open coffin, and suddenly, Allen took a breath.

In the coffin lies a man, an unrecognizable old man who seems to have been burned by fire.

This man is obviously very old and his head is completely bald. His skin was tightly stretched on the brain, with many black spots on it. His eyes were closed, his lips were as pale as skin, and closed tightly. The old man was wearing a dark purple robe with exquisite workmanship and gold and silver lace, and a purple silk cloak was pressed under him.

Under the fluorescent light of Allen's wand, his face was rueful.

Despite this, Alan stared cautiously at this pale and pale face, at this quiet, motionless old man lying in a purple coffin-Alan directly shot a positive energy ray at the other party, but the coffin However, a shield similar to that made by the Iron Armor erupted and flicked Allen's spell.

Just under Allen's gaze, the old man opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and then sat up.

The old man moaned softly, squinting his eyes, and then rubbed it with his hands, as if to eliminate the drowsiness in his eyes, and as if to see Alan clearly. Then he stood up violently, whispering something, bought one leg over the coffin, and then took another leg.

The old man came to the ground outside the coffin and silently when he landed. His body looked very light, and he seemed to have no weight at all. Suddenly, he raised his arms and grabbed the purple cloak behind him. The cloak spread out behind him, like a pair of wings-he swooped and climbed to the wall opposite Allen at a very fast speed, then the old man turned around and his body seemed to be tightly glued to the wall Again, he blinked and then narrowed his eyes to look at Allen.

"It's you!" The old man said, glaring at Allen with his strange silver eyes.

"Then you are the Duke of the Night ..." Alan pointed at him with his wand and calmly replied.

"It seems that your investigation is very clear ..." He showed a greasy smile, "I am the Duke of the Night."

Daisy finally saw his face and screamed in fright.

He glanced at Daisy, UU reading licked pale lips: "Too thirsty ..."

"So, do you want to drink our blood?" Allen asked.

The Duke of the Dark Night nodded, then he opened his eyes wide, looked hard at Daisy, and then looked at Alan, "Two little wizards, one of which is what I need most, the kind of magic ..." seemed to be sure What's wrong, he nodded and hissed. "Yes, I need your blood. I am so thirsty that I am so thirsty ..."

"Too thirsty ..." He licked his scorched lips while staring at Allen with those silver eyes.

Allen felt a mental force disturbing his consciousness. The Duke of the Night was hypnotizing him, trying to fix him in place.

Allen decided to take the countermeasure, he quietly gestured Daisy to prevent her from acting rashly, and then made a confused look.

The Duke of the Dark Night opened his arms and rushed towards Allen from the wall. He squinted those weird scary eyes and stared at Allen's throat.

(End of this chapter)