Allen had just taken two steps when he turned around and came back.
He summoned the Silver Sword and Magic Silver Shield from the system's storage space.
Under Daisy's surprised eyes, Allen handed the two items to her.
"When I was in Ravenclaw, I learned some spells to deal with dark creatures that are afraid of sunlight, so lend me your wand. This magic silver shield can effectively resist the curse, and this silver sword is very sharp. Protect yourself at the door and don't come over. "Allen warned.
"Where did you get these things?" Daisy was very surprised and blurted out the doubts in her heart.
"I got them when I went to America." Allen didn't want to say more. He was anxious to explore the coffin.
Daisy didn't ask too much. Everyone had their own secrets.
She picked up the magic silver shield and looked at it carefully. She liked the shape of the silver shield.
The layers of roses were so lifelike that they looked exquisite and beautiful.
Allen briefly told Daisy how to control the magic silver shield.
Daisy used her magic to control the two roses on the magic silver shield. With a "pop" sound, the two roses merged into one and stood upright, wrapping one of Daisy's hands.
Following that, the entire box transformed into a silver-white shield. The surface of the shield was also entwined with roses.
If it weren't for the wrong environment, Daisy would have jumped up.
This shield was really amazing, and the shape was exquisite and elegant, which was very suitable for Daisy.
But then her attention was diverted by Allen.
Allen held the magic wand and carefully walked forward. Seeing that he was about to reach the coffin, suddenly, something strange happened.
A carpet, the carpet near the coffin, wrapped Allen tightly, and Allen couldn't 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 the prey it was entangled with.
Daisy couldn't help but cry out. Holding the silver sword, she wanted to help Allen.
As soon as he took two steps, he saw that the blanket wrapped around Allen was torn apart. The lamp was scattered, and the pieces were scattered everywhere.
Allen broke free from the remnants of the blanket unscathed.
Allen made a gesture to stop Daisy from moving forward.
Daisy obediently stopped.
How cunning, using a huge coffin to attract the intruder's attention, and the carpet on the ground was the means to attack the intruder.
Allen held the magic wand in his hand and raised his vigilance.
He walked up to the coffin and touched the lid of the coffin with one hand. The planed wood was smooth and cool to the touch.
"Ugadim? Levyosa! "Allen wanted to use a levitation spell to move the coffin lid.
But the coffin lid didn't move.
"Did they add a magical protection? It seems that I can only — "
Allen stuck the magic wand in his body, making sure that he could draw it out at any time, then he grabbed the coffin lid with both hands and tried to lift it.
"Ah! It's really heavy. "For a moment, Allen didn't move it.
He stood up, and a chill ran down his spine.
He turned around suspiciously, Daisy was standing at the door, looking at him worriedly.
There was nothing unusual behind him.
Allen shook his head, trying to get rid of this feeling, then he put both hands on the coffin lid.
Allen leaned forward and began to push.
At first, the heavy wooden lid didn't move.
Then, Allen heard a creaking sound, and the lid moved.
Slowly, it was lifted by Allen's hands.
Allen leaned over the open coffin, and pushed, and pushed, and finally the lid stood upright.
Allen let go of the lid and immediately pulled out his magic wand.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the open coffin.
It was too dark, and he couldn't see anything.
Suddenly, Alan sucked in a breath of cold air.
There was a man lying in the coffin, an old man who seemed to have been burned by fire, and his face was unrecognizable.
This man was very old, and his head was completely bald. His skin was tightly stretched over his skull, and there were many spots of black scars on it.
His eyes were closed, and his lips were as pale as his skin, and they were also tightly shut.
He wore a robe of exquisite workmanship, trimmed with gold and silver lace, and a cloak of purple silk was tucked under him.
Under the fluorescent light of Allen's magic wand, his face was ferocious.
Even so, Allen still cautiously stared at the pale old face, at the old man lying quietly and motionlessly in the purple coffin.
Under Allen's gaze, the old man opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and then sat up.
He moaned softly, closed his eyes, and then rubbed them with his hands, as if to get rid of the sleepiness in his eyes, and as if to see Allen clearly.
He suddenly stood up, and while muttering something, he put one leg over the coffin, and then the other leg.
He came to the ground outside the coffin, and when he landed, he made no sound. His body looked very light, as if he didn't have any 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.
With a whoosh, he climbed to the wall opposite Allen, and was extremely fast.
He turned around, and his body seemed to be tightly glued to the wall.
He blinked, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Allen.
"It's you!" He said, while staring at Allen with those strange silver eyes.
"Who are you?" Allen pointed his magic wand at him and asked calmly.
"Me?" He showed a ferocious smile, "I'm the Duke of Night."
When Daisy finally saw his face, she couldn't help but scream in fright.
He glanced at Daisy and licked his pale lips, "I'm so thirsty …"
"You're a vampire?" Allen asked.
"Yes, vampire, Duke of Night." He nodded, then he opened his eyes wide and looked at Daisy, and then at Allen. "Two little wizards, one of them is what I need the most, the kind full of magic …"
As if he was sure of something, he nodded and murmured.
"Yes, I need your blood. I'm so thirsty, I'm dying of thirst … "He hissed.
"So thirsty …" He licked his dry lips and stared at Allen with those silver eyes.
Allen felt a spiritual force interfering with his consciousness. The Duke of Night was hypnotizing him, trying to keep him in place.
Allen decided to beat him at his own game.
He quietly gestured to Daisy behind his back, telling her not to act rashly.
Then he pretended to be confused.
The Duke of Night opened his arms and jumped straight at Allen from the wall.
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