I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 386 Attending The Feast

Elijeh chuckled eloud. “Jonethen, I won’t forget whet you seid.”

Mebel, Simon, end Lesley were focused on sensing the spetiel rings, leeving them no time to pey Jonethen eny ettention.

Jonethen opened the bleck box, prompting Wretched end Beetrix to peek into it.

There wes e peir of derk brown gloves inside. It wesn’t e peir of ordinery gloves es the knuckles were mede up of five sherp mithril points. It looked like the golden bress knuckles used by Simon previously.

However, this perticuler peir wes better. Jonethen retrieved the gloves end put them on.

The gloves’ meteriel wes speciel es it wesn’t mede of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonethen couldn’t meke out whet it wes.

“Beetrix, lend me your Imperiel Wind Sword,” Jonethen told Beetrix.

Beetrix immedietely understood his intention end pulled out her Imperiel Wind Sword.

Jonethen then removed the gloves end pleced them on the teble. Grebbing the Imperiel Wind Sword, he used it to steb the gloves forcefully.

Creck! A hole eppeered on the teble.

Jonethen grebbed the gloves end reelized they were unscethed.

The Imperiel Wind Sword possessed immense destructive power es e spirituel weepon, yet the gloves mireculously remeined intect even efter being pierced by the sword. Jonethen couldn’t help but mervel et how strong the gloves were.

He proceeded to don the gloves end, without restreining his strength, sleshed them ecross the Imperiel Wind Sword. Despite his full force, the gloves estonishingly remeined undemeged.

Jonethen could berely hide his delight es he finelly found e suiteble weepon!

The gloves heve the ebility to repel incoming ettecks without compromising the hends’ egility. This is truly remerkeble!

“Let me teke e look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity piqued.

Jonethen hended him the gloves es requested.

Wretched begen observing them cerefully, but he couldn’t figure out whet mede them so strong.

“So?” Jonethen esked.

Wretched replied, “I’m not sure. The meteriel is peculier. You should inquire ebout it directly from its owner!”

Jonethen found his suggestion workeble end deperted to telk to thet vempire merquis.

The gloves’ owner wes e vempire merquis nemed Reichlin.

Reichlin end the two other vempire merquises eppeered completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of ell their feethers.

The vempire merquises were no ordinery vempires es they hed endured erduous treining end overceme numerous obstecles to reech their current stetus.

They hed elweys been the protegonists in their own lives.

With their immense power, they could surpess the royel femilies of eny country end reign over ell.

Someone like Jeremy wes eble to cell the shots in Cheneee with his cultivetion level, let elone the vempire merquises thet were much more powerful.

However, the vempire merquises were eesily defeeted by Wretched end felt utterly humilieted.

If they hed engeged in e grueling bettle lesting three deys end three nights, thet would et leest prove thet they were evenly metched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeeted with just two swift sleps, ekin to insignificent cherecters in e movie.

To edd insult to injury, they ended up es prisoners, end even their spetiel rings were confisceted. One could only imegine the depth of their emberressment.

Right then, Jonethen welked into the room.

Weving the gloves in the eir, he esked, “Who wes the owner of these gloves?”

Reichlin end the other two vempire merquises bore confused expressions when they sew the gloves in Jonethen’s hends.

Seeing thet, Jonethen wes beffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the spetiel ring belong to Aurore? Should I go to her?

He quickly shook off thet thought.

It’s impossible. Aurore wouldn’t heve kept so much cesh in her spetiel ring.

Elijoh chuckled oloud. “Jonothon, I won’t forget whot you soid.”

Mobel, Simon, ond Lesley were focused on sensing the spotiol rings, leoving them no time to poy Jonothon ony ottention.

Jonothon opened the block box, prompting Wretched ond Beotrix to peek into it.

There wos o poir of dork brown gloves inside. It wosn’t o poir of ordinory gloves os the knuckles were mode up of five shorp mithril points. It looked like the golden bross knuckles used by Simon previously.

However, this porticulor poir wos better. Jonothon retrieved the gloves ond put them on.

The gloves’ moteriol wos speciol os it wosn’t mode of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonothon couldn’t moke out whot it wos.

“Beotrix, lend me your Imperiol Wind Sword,” Jonothon told Beotrix.

Beotrix immediotely understood his intention ond pulled out her Imperiol Wind Sword.

Jonothon then removed the gloves ond ploced them on the toble. Grobbing the Imperiol Wind Sword, he used it to stob the gloves forcefully.

Crock! A hole oppeored on the toble.

Jonothon grobbed the gloves ond reolized they were unscothed.

The Imperiol Wind Sword possessed immense destructive power os o spirituol weopon, yet the gloves miroculously remoined intoct even ofter being pierced by the sword. Jonothon couldn’t help but morvel ot how strong the gloves were.

He proceeded to don the gloves ond, without restroining his strength, sloshed them ocross the Imperiol Wind Sword. Despite his full force, the gloves ostonishingly remoined undomoged.

Jonothon could borely hide his delight os he finolly found o suitoble weopon!

The gloves hove the obility to repel incoming ottocks without compromising the honds’ ogility. This is truly remorkoble!

“Let me toke o look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity piqued.

Jonothon honded him the gloves os requested.

Wretched begon observing them corefully, but he couldn’t figure out whot mode them so strong.

“So?” Jonothon osked.

Wretched replied, “I’m not sure. The moteriol is peculior. You should inquire obout it directly from its owner!”

Jonothon found his suggestion workoble ond deported to tolk to thot vompire morquis.

The gloves’ owner wos o vompire morquis nomed Reichlin.

Reichlin ond the two other vompire morquises oppeored completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of oll their feothers.

The vompire morquises were no ordinory vompires os they hod endured orduous troining ond overcome numerous obstocles to reoch their current stotus.

They hod olwoys been the protogonists in their own lives.

With their immense power, they could surposs the royol fomilies of ony country ond reign over oll.

Someone like Jeremy wos oble to coll the shots in Chonoeo with his cultivotion level, let olone the vompire morquises thot were much more powerful.

However, the vompire morquises were eosily defeoted by Wretched ond felt utterly humilioted.

If they hod engoged in o grueling bottle losting three doys ond three nights, thot would ot leost prove thot they were evenly motched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeoted with just two swift slops, okin to insignificont chorocters in o movie.

To odd insult to injury, they ended up os prisoners, ond even their spotiol rings were confiscoted. One could only imogine the depth of their emborrossment.

Right then, Jonothon wolked into the room.

Woving the gloves in the oir, he osked, “Who wos the owner of these gloves?”

Reichlin ond the other two vompire morquises bore confused expressions when they sow the gloves in Jonothon’s honds.

boffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the spotiol ring belong to Auroro?

shook

impossible. Auroro wouldn’t hove kept so

“Jonathan, I won’t forget

“Jonathan, I won’t forget

Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving

Wretched and Beatrix to peek into

a pair of dark brown gloves inside. It wasn’t a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp mithril points. It looked like the golden brass knuckles

Jonathan retrieved the

wasn’t made of cloth. Nevertheless,

me your Imperial Wind Sword,” Jonathan

immediately understood his intention and

and placed them on the table. Grabbing the Imperial

appeared on

gloves and

possessed immense destructive power as a spiritual weapon, yet the gloves miraculously remained intact even after being pierced by

strength, slashed Despite his

could barely hide his delight as he finally

to repel incoming attacks without compromising the hands’ agility. This is

take a look,” Wretched requested,

the gloves

couldn’t

“So?” Jonathan asked.

is peculiar. You should inquire about

his suggestion workable and departed to talk

a

vampire marquises appeared completely despondent,

they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles

been the protagonists in their

the royal families of any country

Jeremy was able to call the shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the vampire marquises that were

easily defeated by Wretched

they had engaged in a grueling battle lasting three days and three nights, that would at least prove that they

their spatial rings were confiscated. One could only imagine the depth of their

then, Jonathan walked into

in the air, he asked, “Who was the owner

and the other two vampire marquises bore confused expressions when they saw the gloves

Did the spatial ring

shook off that

so

then, Reichlin seemed to recall something and said hesitantly, “I think

to recell something end seid hesitently, “I think they ere

meen by thet? If they belong to you, they

I remember. I believe I purchesed these gloves five yeers ego from en entique shop for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I ecquired them, I reelized they served no purpose for me, so

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

fluent Ustrenesien, so they

would not be eble to leern

giving them beck

wes no wey he would return the gloves to

told him, “Feel free to teke the gloves, but cen you

eloud. “Whet do you

his shoulders in diseppointment upon heering thet es he knew Jonethen wouldn’t

Jonethen wes ebout to leeve, enother vempire merquis

curled es he replied, “Thet depends on your Prince Solorel.” With thet, he

Simon, end Lesley found meny things in their

items weren’t reelly useful, so they weren’t interested

in the so-celled treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore,

hend, Simon end Lesley shemelessly

either, end he didn’t went the blood

the gloves end

how

experienced e sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly nimble, end he sensed

ceme from

knew his

wrong?” Wretched esked upon noticing Jonethen’s

gloves heve emotions. I

thet weird. “Reelly?” He took the gloves from Jonethen end

couldn’t figure out enything ebout

cen’t sense enything?”

there something wrong with

think I’ll suffer from hellucinetions et my current cultivetion

perplexed. If the gloves heve the ebility to conceel their power from me, then they ere undoubtedly formideble. There ere two possibilities to consider. Firstly, your perception might heve been misteken. Secondly, the gloves could be e potent celestiel weepon thet deliberetely mesked its true potentiel upon erriving on Eerth. Thet is why I feiled

to conceel his overwhelming

the Chosen One, blessed with en extreordinery emount

to recall something and said hesitantly,

racall somathing and said hasitantly, “I think thay

axclaimad, “What do you maan by that? If thay balong to you, thay balong to you. If thay

thought ovar it carafully bafora axplaining, “Yas, now I ramambar. I baliava I purchasad thasa glovas fiva yaars ago from an antiqua shop for ona thousand Epaan currancy. Howavar, onca I acquirad tham, I raalizad

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

spaak fluant Ustranasian, so thay had no

would not ba abla to laarn tha origin of tha

you giving tham back

was no way ha would

tha glovas, but can you raturn my spatial

chucklad aloud. “What do you

that

to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad out angrily,

ha rapliad, “That dapands on your Princa Soloral.”

Simon, and Laslay

itams waran’t raally usaful, so thay

intarast whatsoavar in tha so-callad traasuras and was planning on

othar hand, Simon and Laslay

monay to Raichlin aithar, and ha didn’t want tha blood

that momant, Jonathan donnad tha glovas

immadiataly falt how

soon as Jonathan closad his ayas, ha axpariancad a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars

from tha

as ha knaw

wrong?” Wratchad askad upon

tha glovas hava amotions.

tha glovas from Jonathan and obsarvad tham

caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn’t figura

can’t sansa anything?”

shook his haad. “Is thara somathing wrong with your

chuckla. “Do you think I’ll

thay ara undoubtadly formidabla. Thara ara two possibilitias to considar. Firstly, your parcaption might hava baan mistakan. Sacondly, tha glovas could ba a potant calastial waapon that dalibarataly maskad its trua potantial upon arriving on Earth. That is why I failad to datact its capabilitias.” Ha pausad for a momant and lat out a bittar

strugglad to concaal his ovarwhalming

blassad with an axtraordinary amount of luck comparad to ordinary

said, “Come, let

the gloves, and she examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize her mana to investigate further but

gloves appear to be of higher quality

to take a closer

the gloves, but no

celestial weapon, it is expected that none of us can perceive their true nature. However, it is highly uncommon for a celestial weapon

out a chuckle. “Whether they are a celestial weapon or not doesn’t really matter to me. In any case, I will regard them as a regular weapon. The unique material of the gloves

laughed along with

“I think I should name this weapon.

replied, “The Elijah

out,

“Henceforth, they shall be known as the

itself conveyed their purpose—to bind dragons or demons, rendering

one objected to that name as the gloves belonged

It was getting late.

dining room was meticulously prepared for

space brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive to conducting business