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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 increasingly weak.
Fortunately, I had no more Blood Essence left at the ti, 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 to develop the most descendants with the least Strength.
Their deaths would not bring more profound pain and Weakness.
At that ti, I was drifting through life, living day by day, who had the mood to rember the nas 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.
Even if Dusk truly wanted to save them, she wouldn’t be able to save many.
Back then, Transylvania was still Salockdale’s territory, especially before the outbreak of the Ten Years’ War.
Even though the Blood Vulture Clan had been in decline for over a hundred years, his control over this place was still unprecedentedly tight.”
“I knew it.”
Murphy reached out and held Cui Si around her slender waist, he said sowhat perfunctorily:
“There’s no way to trace the origin now, and with the chaos and the impending Black Disaster, we can’t go to Charldo Harbor to investigate.
But that ‘Origin’ is indeed a breakthrough point.”
He took out a Pearl Bracelet wrapped in three layers of handkerchiefs from his Spiritual Energy bag and handed it to Cui Si, asking:
“Maybe we can investigate in reverse, determining Zivig’s superior through Psychic Spells.
Have you seen this bracelet before?”
“No.”
Cui Si glanced at it and imdiately denied:
“This is not at all a Vampire-style item; it looks like jewelry from the Antani District.
Notice its shape has both Elvish and Human artistic styles, which is a unique feature of treasures from the Antani District.
Give it to , I’ll detect the remaining magical imprint on it.”
“Alright, take it back with you.”
Murphy didn’t seem to care, he waved and said:
“I have to go et the survivors, to amass more information.”
“Whoosh”
A crimson rift opened behind Murphy, Cui Si took the initiative to tiptoe up and pecked Murphy on the cheek before she turned and left.
It was only after she crossed the crimson rift and returned to her office that Cui Si let out the breath she had been holding.
She looked at the Pearl Bracelet in her hand, her face filled with shock and complex emotions.
“Christine…
my first descendant, you were long dead.
You died protecting at the hands of Salockdale; I saw it with my own eyes!
My God, Midnight Mother above.”
anwhile, in the underground cave, Murphy lightly wiped the kiss mark left by Cui Si on his cheek.
He sat on a rock, raised his left hand to hold Reveno, who had landed on his arm and was staring at him with a tilted head.
After a few seconds, he grumbled to his raven:
“Everyone has secrets, right?
She clearly recognized the bracelet but insisted she didn’t, and she even tried to seduce with her charm, thinking I didn’t notice the shock in her heart.
It seems there’s more to look into behind all this.
The only consolation is that it’s a lady’s bracelet.
I don’t have to worry about a childhood friend suddenly showing up out of nowhere.”
—
“The stinking things are retreating, oh my, tonight was truly thrilling.”
Hiding at the top of a path by a rock wall, Brother Fu shouted out.
He massaged his sore wrist, put down the crossbow in his hand, and turned back to Char who was helping the lion-scorpion, Skunk, sort out its fur and treat its wounds, saying:
“The team battle in this ga…heh, let tell you, it’s amazing!”
“Cowards who only dare to stand aside and shoot arrows have no right to say that!”
Char snorted, mocking without rcy:
“You little brat almost peed your pants when you saw the resentful spirit rushing in.
What about it?
Still scared of ghosts since you were a kid?”
“Tsk, I was just a bit startled the first ti, who wouldn’t be when faced with over a dozen ghosts rushing in for the first ti?”
Brother Fu looked a bit embarrassed.
Admittedly, it was not sothing to be proud of, but he felt a faint pressure in his lower abdon that forced him to change the topic quickly.
Why did this ghost ga have to be so realistic in these unnecessary details!
“Alright, don’t be scared, I’ll take you back now.”
Char patted his beloved scorpion lion’s neck, preparing to leave the place with his pet.
The ghoul disaster in front of him had gradually cald down after the Ghoul King was killed.
However, dealing with so many ghouls afterwards was definitely going to be a hassle.
Brother Fu looked relieved and was about to mount the scorpion lion.
However, he suddenly saw sothing that startled him.
He promptly grabbed Char, pointing at a small cave in the beehive-like cliff not far away.
He said:
“There are people over there!
I saw it!
A sneaky ghoul carrying large and small bags ran out!
Chase after it!”
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