Chapter 257: 1 wooden coffin (modified)

The silver thread gradually disappeared, and Clark's face gradually became clear.
There was helplessness, fear, resentment in her eyes...
She remembered the cause of her death.
"It's the Duke of Night! He's a vampire, he sucked all my blood." Clark angrily said.
"The Duke of the Night? Who is he?" Daisy asked again.
"He is a member of the Simmor clan, an evil vampire. My father used to trust him like that, but he killed my father when he was not prepared for him."
Clark was struggling with grief and pain.
Daisy couldn't bear it, pulling on Ellen's sleeves, her big beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes, looked at Ellen, and silently interceded for Clark.
Upon seeing this, Allen lifted his hold on Clark.
"What is Simmore?" Daisy asked, she had too many doubts.
"The original members of Simmore were a group of human magicians who longed for eternal life. They did not know what power they were helped by, and they obtained the ability to blood through alchemy, magic and the blood of an elder." Allen explained, Dai West was stunned.
"But they soon discovered that their original spells were no longer so powerful. But through learning and dedication, they mastered a new form of magic. This magic is done with the power of blood. But because they became vampires In the same way, they became enemies of other vampire clans."
"You know everything!" Daisy felt that her younger brother had grown faster than she had imagined, and she became increasingly unable to connect him to the little follower who followed her when she was a child.
"Yes, the Duke of Dark Night became friends with my father when he was avoiding the world. My father is a master builder, so he carefully hid the treasure in the secret room. The Duke of Dark Night knew about this and wanted to use the treasure to implement his evil plan. ."
Clark calmed down and said all the news he knew. For her, only relying on the strength of outsiders can she get revenge.
"What evil plan?" Allen caught the point of Clark's words.
"I only know that it is an evil formation with the help of blood that greatly increases the power of vampires, making it difficult for ordinary wizards to match."
Clark doesn't know much about this. "I only heard him say so much before I died."
"When he learned that my father was going to build a mansion, he decided to use this site as a base to complete his experiment." Clark said angrily.
"Do you know where he is?" Allen asked.
Daisy glanced at Allen in surprise. She had never thought that her brother would be so enthusiastic!
Of course, Alan has a hint of compassion for Clark in front of him-but the inner motivation that drove him to find the Duke of the Night was that he wanted to see the magic of the Simmor clan.
Moreover, Clark’s father’s treasure is also worth looking for. The Philosopher’s Stone can be turned into gold, but more other types of resources cannot be transformed from the Philosopher’s Stone. Maybe Nick Lemay knows more functions, but apparently Allen is still There is no deeper grasp of the more usefulness of the Philosopher’s Stone.
"I know, I can show you the way." Clark, who had seen the power of the Duke of Night, did not hesitate to lead Allen and the others.
Even if the evil vampire couldn't be eliminated, it would be good to make trouble for him-Clark didn't think about it at all, what would happen if Allen and the others failed.
Clark floated forward quickly, Allen and Daisy hurriedly followed, they made a few more turns, and then they walked to the end of the tunnel.
A crimson wooden door appeared before their eyes.
From a distance, Clark stopped.
"Then, I wish you good luck. If you can eliminate the Duke of Dark Night, 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 Alan again, "Is it better to wait for Mom and Dad to come back and explore?"
"Then Aunt Josephine will stop us too. We must see what is behind this door." Allen said calmly, "Daisy, I suspect that Aunt Josephine has been developed by the Duke of Night into a descendant of vampires. She couldn’t resist him, and that’s why I didn’t want to tell them about it before—and Aunt Josephine obviously couldn’t tell us the truth, but she kept trying to imply that we should save her... I am not yet sure to use the immortal fixation technique to confine a high-level undead."
After speaking, Allen turned the door handle and opened the door without waiting for her sister to reply.
This door is also heavy, and it makes a weird creaking sound when opened, just like the first door.
Allen raised his wand and let the light from the wand shine in front of him.
"A room," Allen said softly, "a room at the head of the tunnel."
The light of the wand bounced on the smooth, black wall, which was empty, and Allen and Daisy walked into the boxy room side by side.
"It seems there is a big deal? It's an empty room," Daisy said. "It's just an empty room."
"It's not empty." Allen replied softly, and he shone his wand at a large object on the floor in the center of the room.
Then the siblings looked at it blankly and silently.
"What is this?" Daisy finally asked.
"A coffin." Allen still answered the question asked by her sister.
With her brother's confirmation, Daisy's heart almost stopped beating.
She wasn't actually too scared, but her whole body began to get tight, chills, and tight-Daisy felt that she must be excited.
Allen shone his magic wand at the coffin in the middle of the room, and the light circle kept beating on the black plate.
"I have never seen such a coffin before," Daisy murmured.
Allen did not respond to her, but carefully looked at the coffin in front of her.
The bright light of the wand shone on the black oily wooden boards, and he saw brass handles on both ends of the rectangular coffin.
"What to do?" Daisy asked in a small voice~EbookFREE.me~Do you want to open it..."
"The Duke of Dark Night that Clark was talking about should be inside." Allen raised his wand again and illuminated the entire room. The walls were empty, smooth and gray, no windows, no closets, only one. The door is the one leading to the tunnel.
At the end of the twisty tunnel, there is a secret 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, shrinking from the open door and daring not to step forward.
"I'll check it out," Allen replied, pushing away Daisy's blocking hand gently, "rest assured, he can't hear him unless he opens it or attacks the coffin."
"Oh," Daisy yelled, "I...um...I don't think we should do this."
Alan looked back at her, he shone Daisy's face with the light of his wand.
Allen saw Daisy's chin trembling, her light blue eyes narrowed and looked at the coffin.
"Daisy, stay here if you are afraid..." Allen said mildly and comforted, "rest assured, I have a curse to deal with undead creatures."
"Not really," Daisy denied, "I'm not afraid, but I think maybe we should get Dad, Mom, and Albert."
"Why?" Ellen kept her wand on her face, and he saw Daisy's jaw shaking again.
"Because the coffin can't be opened casually." Daisy replied, and she hugged her arms tightly to her chest.
"Daisy, don't worry." Allen shook his head and walked carefully to the coffin. "But if there is anything, you can use the Apparition Type to bring father and them over and save me, but we have to take advantage of the aunt's not being caught. Opportunity actions under his control..."