I Am Unstoppable

Beatrix had no idea what Jonathan went through in Dragon Hall last night.

Even later in the future, no one would ever know what happened to Protector King in Dragon Hall, but what happened that night changed him entirely.

It was the night that made him determined to be stronger by any means!

Beatrix didn't wait for long outside Dragon Hall.

After ten minutes, Jonathan walked out.

Shocked to see Jonathan's pale face, Beatrix asked, “Are you okay, Jonathan?”

When Jonathan raised his head to look at Beatrix, she realized that his eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, he spewed a mouthful of blood on the floor.

“Jonathan!” Beatrix exclaimed. Anger flashed across her eyes as realization dawned on her. “How dare Edward do this! I'll talk to him!”

As Beatrix stepped forward to seek justice for Jonathan, he grabbed her arm abruptly and pleaded, “No, Beatrix. I'm begging you.”

Beatrix had never seen Jonathan in such a fragile state. She felt extremely sorry for him.

“I'm fine! I really am,” Jonathan said as he walked away dispiritedly.

“Jonathan!” Beatrix hurried over and followed him.

“I need some time alone, Beatrix. Is that okay?” Jonathan asked as he turned around.

Beatrix paused in her tracks and watched as Jonathan left.

Soon, Jonathan was out of Divine Realm.

Sprinting along the road on Mount Frallein, he only had one thing on his mind at that moment.

I'll make sure you get a taste of your own medicine for humiliating me today, Edward Weiss!

Jonathan sped past the trees on Mount Frallein.

At that moment, even the fastest sports car could not reach half of Jonathan's speed.

Ten minutes later, Jonathan arrived at Lostaria and headed for a bar with heavy metal music playing in the background.

After ordering ten shots of vodka, he chugged them down all at once.

Once he finished the vodka, he felt dizzy immediately. Although he had the ability to suppress the alcohol rush, he chose not to. After all, he went there to get himself drunk.

“Buy me a drink, mister,” an Anglandurn woman dressed in revealing clothes said to Jonathan with a hint of seduction.

The woman wasn't good-looking, but she had a good figure.

Seeing that Jonathan was handsome, and since she was curious about a foreigner, she made a move on him.

Jonathan took a glance at the woman and replied in Ustranasian, “No. You're too ugly.”

The woman's expression became grim instantly.

“How dare you! You Chanaean scum!” The Anglandurn woman was furious.

Five minutes later, a group of Smealanders stormed into the bar.

Drunk, Jonathan ignored them.

Pointing at Jonathan, the Anglandurn woman said, “It's him! That Chanaean scum humiliated me.”

The leader of the Smealander thugs was a man called Jason. He was tall and burly. Frowning at Jonathan, Jason grabbed his collar and said, “Apologize to my sister, Chanaean scum!”

Frowning, Jonathan yelled, “Get your dirty hands off me!”

Jason's expression became menacing as he yelled, “How dare you speak to me with that tone, you rascal!”

Just as Jason raised his fist to punch Jonathan, Jonathan grabbed his fist without even looking. With a snap, Jonathan broke Jason's arm, causing the latter to let out an agonized scream.

The remaining Smealanders shuddered in horror as Jonathan smashed a wine glass to dust with his bare hands.

Staring at the Smealanders with his bloodshot eyes, Jonathan yelled, “Come on! Didn't you want to teach me a lesson? Do it then!”

After exchanging glances warily among themselves, the remaining Smealanders gritted their teeth and started fighting Jonathan.

However, Jonathan was much faster than them, and he needed to let loose the anger and resentment he had bottled up.

In less than a few minutes, Jonathan defeated all the Smealanders. As if it wasn't enough, he hollered and kicked the men lying on the ground. “Come on! Teach me a lesson!”

The Smealanders were beaten up so badly that most of them were either spitting blood or going into shock.

Jonathan's ruthlessness was evident from the way he didn't allow himself to be beaten up by thugs despite having gone through a huge setback.

The only thing he would do is beat others up.

After that, Jonathan exited the bar and went to a condominium hotel.

However, the receptionist refused to let Jonathan in because he despised drunkards, especially those from Chanaea.

Rather than arguing with the receptionist, Jonathan brought his fist down and shattered the reception table into pieces. Staring at the receptionist with his bloodshot eyes, he asked, “Can I have a room now?”

The receptionist, who was trembling in fear, hurriedly replied, “Of course, of course!”

By the time Jonathan got a room at the hotel, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

He slumped onto the bed and fell asleep right away.

However, he didn't get much sleep before the Anglandurn police came over because the receptionist made a police report.

When the police broke into the room to arrest Jonathan, he sat up and fought back immediately.

Soon enough, a few police officers were injured by Jonathan. “I am the inner disciple of Divine Realm! If you disturb me again, I'll kill all of you!” he yelled.

Nevertheless, Jonathan's words were intimidating enough.

At the thought that Jonathan didn't commit a serious crime, the police held it in and left the room.

Jonathan fell asleep until the sun was up the next day.

When he woke up the next morning, he frowned at the stench of alcohol and sweat on his body.

The sun was shining brightly in Horington.

It was late March in Horington, and the weather had reached more than thirty degrees.

It was a season for beautiful ladies to put on their summer outfits and for the beach to be packed with tourists.

At that moment, Jonathan appeared unshaven with bloodshot eyes at the international airport in Horington.

It was five o'clock in the evening, and the sun had turned red.

Business at Golden Years was booming, but it was still early, and the bar had just opened. The waiters and staff were preparing nervously for the bar's operation.

Seated at one of the tables, Jennifer watched as Winnie did her homework.

At that moment, a man entered the bar.

A waiter was about to serve the man when Winnie saw him.

“Jonathan!” Winnie exclaimed.

Shocked, Jennifer looked at the man and realized it was indeed Jonathan.

Jennifer was wearing a blue dress that complemented her elegance, which made her look mature and sexy at the same time.

Jennifer was shocked to see Jonathan in this state because he had always been optimistic and fearless no matter what happened.

“What happened, Jonathan?” Jennifer hurried over to him and asked.

Gazing at Jennifer intently, Jonathan replied in a hoarse voice, “Nothing much. I'm just here to see you as I promised.”

Seeing that Jonathan was reluctant to explain, Jennifer stopped asking any further. “You must be hungry. I'll cook something for you. Come with me,” she said.

Jonathan did not decline her offer.

Then, he followed her to the room where she was temporarily staying. The horror-themed bar was big enough to accommodate a beautiful bedroom with good lighting for Jennifer.

After bringing Jonathan to her bedroom, Jennifer asked Winnie to accompany Jonathan before going to the kitchen to cook for him.

The interior of the bedroom was decorated in a feminine style. A faint fragrance filled the room.