Alan had just taken two steps and turned back.

He summoned the silver sword and the magic silver shield from the system's storage grid.

In Daisy's surprised eyes, Allen handed over these two things to her.

"When I was at Ravenclaw, I learned some curse against dark creatures who were afraid of the sun, so I borrowed it to use the magic wand first. This magic silver shield can effectively resist evil curse, and this silver sword is also very sharp. You can protect yourself at the door and don't come over." Allen reminded.

"Where did you get these things?" Daisy was so surprised that she blurted out her doubts.

"I got it when I went to the United States." Allen didn't want to say much, and he was in a hurry to explore the coffin.

Daisy no longer pursues too much, everyone has their own secrets.

She picked up this magic silver shield and looked carefully. She liked the shape of this silver shield.

The layers of roses are lifelike and look very exquisite and beautiful.

Allen briefly told Daisy the way to control the Magic Silver Shield.

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

Then the entire box turned into a silver-white shield, and the shield surface was also surrounded by roses.

If the environment was not right at this time, Daisy would have jumped up.

This shield is really amazing, and the shape is both exquisite and atmospheric, which is particularly in line with Daisy's wishes.

But then her attention was diverted by Allen.

Allen walked forward carefully holding a magic wand. As he was about to reach the coffin, a sudden change occurred.

A carpet, near the coffin, wrapped Alan tightly, and Alan couldn't see anything clearly.

The carpet looks very flexible and elastic. After wrapping Alan, it gradually tightens and tightens, just like a python trying to strangle the prey that was entangled by it.

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

As soon as he took two steps, he saw the blanket wrapped around Allen and the quilt was scattered, the lights spread out, and fragments were scattered everywhere.

Allen broke free from the remaining blanket without any injuries.

Allen made a gesture to prevent Daisy from continuing to move forward.

Daisy stopped obediently.

It is really cunning. It uses a huge coffin to attract the attention of the intruders, and the carpet on the ground is the means to attack the intruders.

Allen tightened the wand in his hand and raised his vigilance.

He walked smoothly to the coffin and touched the lid with one hand. The planed wooden boards felt smooth and cool.

"Yugadim? Leviosa!" Allen wanted to use the floating spell to move the lid of the coffin.

But the lid of the coffin remained motionless.

"Have you actually applied magic protection? It seems that you can only-"

Allen inserted his wand into his body, making sure he could pull it at any time, and then grabbed the coffin lid with both hands and tried to lift it open.

"Ha! It's so heavy." For a moment, Allen didn't push.

He stood up, a chill flashed across his back.

He turned around suspiciously, Daisy stood at the door, looking at him worriedly.

There was nothing unusual behind him.

Allen shook his head, trying his best to get rid of the feeling, and then he placed his hands on the lid of the coffin again.

Allen leaned forward and began to push hard.

At first, the heavy wooden cover was motionless.

Then, Allen heard a squeak and the lid moved.

Slowly, it was lifted by Allen's hands.

Allen leaned over the open coffin and pushed hard, and finally the lid stood up and stood firmly.

Allen let go of the lid and immediately pulled out his wand to alert him.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the open coffin.

It was too dark and he saw nothing.

Suddenly, Allen gasped.

There was a man in the coffin, an old man who seemed to have been burned by a fire, unrecognizable face.

This man is very old and has a bald head. His skin is tightly stretched to his head, with many spots of black scars on it.

His eyes were closed tightly, his lips were as pale as skin, and they were also closed tightly.

He was wearing a robe with fine workmanship and gold and silver lace, and a purple silk cloak was pressed under him.

Under the fluorescent light of Allen's wand, he looked ferocious.

Despite this, Allen stared cautiously at the pale and old face, staring at the old man lying motionlessly in the purple coffin.

Just as Alan stared at her, the old man opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and then sat up.

He moaned softly, narrowed his eyes, and then rubbed them with his hands, as if to eliminate the sleepiness in his eyes, and to see Alan clearly.

He stood up suddenly, muttering something, buying one leg over the coffin, and then stepping over the other leg.

He came to the ground outside the coffin and quietly landed on the ground. His body looked very light and 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 squirted and climbed to the wall opposite Alan, at a very fast speed.

He turned around, his body seemed to be tightly stuck to the wall.

He blinked, then narrowed his eyes and looked at Alan.

"It's you!" he said, glaring at Allen with his weird silver eyes.

"Who are you?" Allen asked calmly, pointing his wand at him.

"Me?" He showed a hideous smile, "I am Duke of Dark Night."

Daisy finally saw his face clearly and couldn't help but scream in fear.

He glanced at Daisy and licked his pale lips: "It's too thirsty..."

"Are you a vampire?" Allen asked.

"Yes, vampire, Duke of Dark Night." He nodded, then he opened his eyes wide and looked at Daisy hard, and then Alan, "Two little wizards, one of them is exactly what I need most, the kind of magic that is rich..."

As if he had confirmed something, he nodded and murmured.

"Yes, I need your blood. I'm so thirsty, I'm thirsty..." he hissed.

"It's too thirsty..." He licked his dry lips while staring at Allen with his silver eyes.

Alan felt a mental force interfering with his consciousness. The Duke of Dark Night was actually hypnotizing him, trying to keep him in place.

Allen decided to make a decision.

He quietly gestured Daisy to her behind her back, telling her not to act rashly.

Then he looked confused.

The Duke of Dark Night opened his arms and rushed straight to Alan from the wall.
Chapter completed!