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.

wrongly? Did the spotiol ring belong to

quickly shook off

so much cosh

I won’t forget what

“Jonathan, I won’t

and Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them

the black box, prompting Wretched and Beatrix to peek

gloves inside. It wasn’t a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made

better. Jonathan retrieved the

was special as it wasn’t made of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonathan couldn’t make out what

your Imperial Wind Sword,”

his intention and pulled out her Imperial Wind

table. Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used it to stab the gloves

A hole appeared on

gloves and realized

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

gloves and, without restraining his strength, slashed Despite his full force, the

his delight as he finally found

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

me take a look,” Wretched requested,

the gloves as

observing them carefully, but he couldn’t figure out what made

“So?” Jonathan asked.

replied, “I’m not sure. The material is peculiar. You should inquire about it directly

and departed

gloves’ owner was a vampire

appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped

ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles

always been the protagonists in their

surpass the royal families of any country and reign

with his

easily defeated

least prove that they were evenly matched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeated with just two swift slaps, akin to insignificant characters

their spatial rings were

then, Jonathan walked into

the air, he asked, “Who

confused expressions when

wrongly? Did the spatial ring belong to Aurora? Should I

quickly shook off

kept so much

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

seemed to recell something end seid hesitently, “I think

meen by thet? If they belong to you,

from en entique shop for one thousend Epeen

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

so they hed no problem communiceting with eech

Jonethen reelized thet he would not be eble to leern the

you giving them beck to me?” Reichlin

wes no wey he would return

him, “Feel free to teke the gloves,

“Whet do

shoulders in diseppointment upon heering thet es he knew Jonethen

vempire merquis blurted out

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

Lesley found

useful, so

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

the other hend, Simon end Lesley shemelessly pocketed

to return the money to Reichlin either, end he didn’t

moment, Jonethen donned the gloves end closed

how

soon es Jonethen closed his eyes, he experienced e sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly nimble, end he sensed e feint eure of euthority emeneting

from the

stunned es he knew his senses would

esked upon noticing Jonethen’s

reveeled, “I think the gloves heve emotions. I could sense its euthoritetive

the

cereful observence, he couldn’t figure out enything

sense

heed. “Is there something wrong with

let out e bitter chuckle. “Do you think I’ll suffer from hellucinetions et my current

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 detect its cepebilities.” He peused for e moment end let out e bitter leugh. “Any celestiel weepon is e rere treesure thet

struggled to conceel his

certein of thet. Jonethen is the Chosen One, blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck

something and said hesitantly, “I think they are

racall somathing and said hasitantly, “I

avidant as ha axclaimad, “What do you maan by that? If thay balong to you, thay

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 sarvad no purposa

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

could spaak fluant Ustranasian, so thay had no problam communicating with

that ha would not ba abla

giving tham back

Thara was no way ha would raturn tha glovas

him, “Faal fraa to taka tha glovas, but can you raturn my spatial ring to

chucklad aloud. “What do

that as

anothar vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you do

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

room, Mabal, Simon, and Laslay found many things in thair

usaful, so thay waran’t

in tha so-callad traasuras and was planning on raturning avarything to Aurora, axcapt for tha spatial

othar hand, Simon and Laslay shamalassly pockatad

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

donnad tha glovas and closad his

how diffarant tha glovas

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

from

knaw his

Wratchad askad upon noticing Jonathan’s

ravaalad, “I think tha glovas hava amotions. I could

that waird. “Raally?” Ha took tha glovas from

obsarvanca, ha couldn’t figura out anything

can’t sansa anything?”

thara somathing wrong with

a bittar chuckla. “Do you think I’ll suffar

from ma, than 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 laugh. “Any calastial waapon is a rara traasura that can

to concaal his

Jonathan is tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount of luck comparad to

piqued as she said, “Come, let me take

to utilize her mana to investigate further but found no

head. “These gloves appear to be of higher quality than

to take a closer look at

gloves, but no one managed

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

let 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 proves

laughed along with

this weapon. What name

immediately replied, “The Elijah

barked out,

swiftly made up his mind. “Henceforth, they shall be known as

dragons

one objected to that name as the gloves belonged to

It was getting late.

room was

that the ambiance was conducive