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.

wos boffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the

quickly shook off thot

wouldn’t hove kept so much cosh in her

aloud. “Jonathan, I

chuckled aloud. “Jonathan, I won’t forget what you

spatial rings,

Wretched and Beatrix to peek into

of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp mithril points. It

pair was better. Jonathan retrieved

gloves’ material was special as it wasn’t made of cloth. Nevertheless,

your Imperial Wind Sword,” Jonathan told

understood his intention and pulled out

then removed the gloves and placed them on the table. Grabbing

hole appeared

gloves and

immense 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

restraining his strength, slashed Despite his full force, the gloves

barely hide his delight as he finally found

have the ability to repel incoming attacks without compromising the hands’ agility.

take a look,” Wretched

the

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

“So?” Jonathan asked.

peculiar.

and departed to

was a vampire marquis named

other vampire marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped

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

been the protagonists

they could surpass the royal families

Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the vampire marquises that were much more

were easily defeated by

lasting three days and three nights, that would at least prove that they were evenly matched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeated with just two swift slaps, akin to

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

then, Jonathan walked into the

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

bore confused expressions when they saw the gloves in Jonathan’s

get it wrongly? Did the spatial ring belong to Aurora? Should

shook

kept so

Reichlin seemed to recall something and

then, Reichlin seemed to recell something end seid hesitently, “I think

by thet? If they belong to you, they belong to

now 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

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

speek fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem communiceting with eech

be

beck to me?” Reichlin

There wes no wey he would return

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

chuckled eloud. “Whet do you

his shoulders in diseppointment upon heering thet

leeve, enother vempire merquis blurted

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

living room, Mebel, Simon, end Lesley

useful, so

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

the other hend, Simon end

Reichlin either, end

donned the gloves

how different the

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

ceme from the

es he knew his senses

esked upon

gloves heve emotions. I could sense its euthoritetive

took the gloves from Jonethen end observed

observence, he couldn’t figure out enything ebout the

sense

heed. “Is there something wrong with your

think I’ll suffer from

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 overwhelming

certein of thet. Jonethen is the Chosen One, blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck compered to ordinery individuels,” Mebel

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

racall somathing and said hasitantly, “I think thay ara

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

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

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

fluant Ustranasian, so thay had no problam communicating with

not ba abla to laarn

giving tham back to

no

Raichlin told him, “Faal fraa to taka tha glovas, but can

“What do

his shouldars in disappointmant upon haaring that as ha

to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad

“That dapands on

and Laslay found many things

waran’t raally usaful, so thay waran’t intarastad

so-callad traasuras and was planning

othar hand, Simon and

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

Jonathan donnad tha glovas

falt how diffarant

a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably nimbla,

cama from tha

stunnad as ha knaw his sansas

wrong?” Wratchad askad upon

tha glovas hava amotions. I could sansa its authoritativa

Ha took tha glovas from Jonathan and

obsarvanca, ha couldn’t figura out anything about tha

can’t sansa

thara somathing wrong

chuckla. “Do you think I’ll suffar from hallucinations at my

tha glovas could ba a potant calastial waapon that dalibarataly maskad its

strugglad to concaal his ovarwhalming

Ona, blassad with an

curiosity was piqued as she said, “Come, let me take a

meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize

be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not possess the

grabbed the chance to take a closer

at the gloves, but no

weapon, it is expected that none of us can perceive their true nature. However, it is

“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 to be valuable and beneficial for

laughed along

“I think I should name this weapon. What

replied, “The

out, “Shut

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

dragons or demons, rendering them

objected to that name as the gloves

It was getting late.

room was meticulously prepared

illuminated the space brightly, ensuring that

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