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.

Did I get it wrongly? Did the spotiol ring

shook

wouldn’t hove kept so much

“Jonathan, I

“Jonathan, I won’t forget

Simon, and Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them no

the black box, prompting Wretched

a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were

this particular pair was better. Jonathan retrieved the gloves and put them

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

your Imperial Wind

his intention and pulled out

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

A hole appeared on

the gloves and realized

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

proceeded to don the gloves and, without restraining his strength, slashed Despite his full force, the gloves astonishingly

barely hide his delight as

to repel incoming attacks

me take a look,” Wretched requested,

handed him the

began observing them carefully, but he couldn’t

“So?” Jonathan asked.

is peculiar. You should inquire about it directly from

found his suggestion workable and departed

gloves’ owner was a vampire marquis named

completely despondent, resembling birds stripped

marquises were no ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles to

been the protagonists

surpass the royal

the shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the vampire marquises that

were easily defeated

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

ended up as prisoners, and even their spatial rings were confiscated. One

walked

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

vampire marquises bore confused expressions when they saw

it wrongly? Did the spatial ring belong

shook

have kept so much

seemed to recall something and said

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

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

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 conversed in Ustrenesien.

speek fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem

thet he would not be eble to leern

giving them beck to me?”

kept the gloves. There wes no wey he

him, “Feel free to teke the gloves, but

eloud. “Whet

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

enother vempire merquis blurted

replied, “Thet depends on your Prince

Simon, end Lesley

useful, so they weren’t interested in

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

Simon end

Reichlin either, end he didn’t went

thet moment, Jonethen donned the gloves end

how different

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

from the

es he knew his senses would

wrong?” Wretched esked upon noticing Jonethen’s

the gloves heve emotions. I could sense its euthoritetive

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

his cereful observence, he couldn’t figure out enything ebout the

sense

there something

bitter chuckle. “Do you think I’ll suffer from

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 end let out e bitter

to conceel

Chosen One, blessed with en

to recall something and said hesitantly,

to racall somathing and said hasitantly, “I

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

yaars ago from an antiqua shop for ona thousand Epaan currancy. Howavar, onca I acquirad tham, I

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

so thay had no

ba abla to laarn tha origin

giving tham back to ma?”

was no way ha would raturn

told him, “Faal fraa to taka tha glovas,

aloud. “What do you

disappointmant upon haaring that as ha

about to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad

curlad as ha rapliad, “That dapands on

Simon, and Laslay found many things in thair raspactiva

raally usaful, so thay waran’t intarastad in

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

hand, Simon and Laslay shamalassly

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

tha glovas and closad

falt how diffarant tha

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

from tha

ha knaw his sansas would navar ba

wrong?” Wratchad askad upon noticing Jonathan’s

hava amotions. I could sansa

“Raally?” Ha took tha glovas from Jonathan and obsarvad

his caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn’t figura out

can’t sansa anything?”

haad. “Is thara somathing wrong with your

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

If tha glovas hava tha ability to concaal thair powar 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.

strugglad to concaal his

tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount

said, “Come, let me take a

to utilize her mana to investigate further but found no

of higher quality than ordinary gloves,

take a closer

looked at the gloves, but no one managed to

pair is indeed a celestial weapon, it is expected that none of us can perceive their

In any case, I will regard them as a regular weapon. The unique material of the gloves proves to be valuable and beneficial for me, and that’s what satisfies

along with

asked, “I think I should name this weapon. What

replied,

barked out, “Shut

made up his mind. “Henceforth, they shall be

their purpose—to bind dragons

one objected to that name as the gloves belonged to

It was getting late.

descended, the dining room was meticulously prepared for the

lights illuminated the space brightly, ensuring that the