This was a strategy used in gaming.
But Salockdale quickly responded with brutal slaughter.
Regardless of whom I first embraced, he or she wouldn't have survived a week.
The continuous backlash of dying descendants made me increasingly weak. Fortunately, I had no more Blood Essence left at the time, and I was enduring severe pain every day, so this little bit of trouble didn't matter much.
In order to better initiate others without getting implicated, I even improved the initiation process and ritual, allowing me to develop the most descendants with the least Strength. Their deaths would not bring me more profound pain and Weakness.
At that time, I was drifting through life, living day by day, who had the mood to remember the names of the fools blindly pursuing immortality?
I suppose there were close to fifty if not a hundred?
But I can be certain that the overwhelming majority of them were wiped out by Salockdale! This is certain, and Zivig's fate proves this.
