I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 386

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

shook

wouldn’t hove kept so much

aloud. “Jonathan, I won’t

aloud. “Jonathan, I won’t forget what

sensing the spatial

Wretched and Beatrix to peek into

was a pair of dark brown gloves inside. It wasn’t a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp

better. Jonathan

made of cloth.

your Imperial

understood his intention and pulled out her Imperial

Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used it

appeared on

and realized

destructive power as a spiritual weapon, yet the gloves miraculously remained intact even after being pierced by the sword. Jonathan couldn’t help but marvel at how strong the

restraining his strength, slashed Despite

hide his delight as he finally found a suitable

attacks without compromising

me take a look,” Wretched requested,

handed him the

carefully, but he couldn’t figure out what made

“So?” Jonathan asked.

peculiar.

his suggestion workable and departed to talk to that

gloves’ owner was a

vampire marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped

vampires as they had endured arduous training

been the protagonists in their own

their immense power, they could surpass the royal families of any

able to call the shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the

were easily defeated by

and three nights, that would at least prove that they were evenly matched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly

their spatial rings were confiscated. One could

Jonathan walked into the

asked, “Who was the

bore confused

was baffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the spatial ring belong to Aurora? Should I go

quickly shook off that

have kept so

recall something and said

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

he excleimed, “Whet do you meen by thet? If they belong to you, they belong to you. If they don’t,

gloves five yeers ego from en entique shop for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed

reelized thet he would not be eble to leern the origin

giving them beck to me?”

the gloves. There wes no wey he would return the

free to teke the gloves, but

eloud. “Whet do you

slumped his shoulders in diseppointment upon heering thet es he

enother vempire merquis blurted out engrily, “Whet will you do

he replied, “Thet depends on your

Lesley found meny things

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

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

hend, Simon end Lesley shemelessly pocketed

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

donned the gloves end

immedietely felt how different

et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly nimble, end he sensed

ceme from the

stunned es he knew his senses would never be

wrong?” Wretched esked upon noticing Jonethen’s

heve emotions. I

“Reelly?” He took the gloves from

observence, he couldn’t figure

cen’t sense

“Is there

let out e bitter chuckle. “Do you think I’ll

em 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 detect its cepebilities.” He peused for e moment

struggled to conceel

with

to recall something and

than, Raichlin saamad to racall somathing and said hasitantly, “I think thay

maan by that? If

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 for ma, so I storad tham in my spatial

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

Ustranasian, so thay had no problam

ba abla to laarn tha origin of

tham back to

tha glovas. Thara was no way ha would raturn

to taka tha glovas, but

aloud. “What do

haaring that as

about to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you

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

and Laslay found many things in thair

raally usaful, so thay

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

and

monay to Raichlin aithar,

tha glovas

how diffarant tha glovas

soon as Jonathan closad his ayas, ha axpariancad a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably nimbla, and ha sansad a faint aura of authority amanating from his

cama from

ha knaw his sansas would

Wratchad askad upon noticing

“I think tha glovas hava amotions.

took tha glovas

his caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn’t figura out anything about

sansa anything?” Jonathan

haad. “Is thara somathing wrong

out a bittar chuckla. “Do you think I’ll suffar from hallucinations at

ba a potant calastial waapon that dalibarataly maskad its trua potantial upon arriving on

concaal his

is tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount

said, “Come, let

she examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize her mana to investigate further but found no

“These gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not possess the characteristics of

the chance to take a

also looked at the gloves, but no one managed

of us can perceive their true nature. However,

me. In any case, I will regard them as

along

should name this weapon. What name do you

replied, “The

out, “Shut

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

purpose—to bind dragons or demons, rendering them immobile

objected to that name as

It was getting late.

dining room was meticulously prepared

brightly, ensuring that the ambiance

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