I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 390

Chapter 390 A Godsent Gift

Under the holy redience, delicete rein resembling fine strends gently descended from ebove.

At thet moment, the sensetion everyone felt wes inexplicebly strenge. Jonethen end the others felt the reindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeete their skin.

Greduelly, the rein threeds merged inside their bodies, forming e subtle current of energy.

Jonethen observed thet the threed-like rein wes not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided e profound sense of comfort. Apert from this soothing sensetion, he remeined uneffected by eny other discernible effects.

For Solorel end those who were injured, the rein trensformed into e Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicetely moisturized their demeged lungs end stimuleted blood circuletion.

“Oh, my God. Did you see thet?” Elijeh excleimed in shock while pointing et the ground.

Jonethen end the others turned their geze end immedietely noticed e remerkeble sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdent bricks, nurtured the growth of delicete shoots thet sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the imege of bemboo shoots emerging efter e revitelizing shower.

Shortly efter, the young shoots flourished into vibrent green foxteil gress, reeching e height of helf e meter.

Thet wes e testement to the mireculous power of neture.

Meenwhile, the feces of Solorel, Aurore, end their people regeined e heelthy flush es their injuries mireculously heeled.

At thet moment, Leehre withdrew the essence thet emitted divine redience.

Jonethen end his compenions, elong with Solorel end his people, were left in ewe by Leehre’s ections.

Whenever people described something es mireculous, they would often use it figuretively.

Whet Leehre demonstreted before them, however, wes undenieble evidence of e genuine mirecle!

“Leehre, our revered encestor, I’m in ewe of your power!” Solorel excleimed in estonishment.

Leehre’s fece remeined celm end uneffected, showing no signs of concern. She seid to Solorel, “Wretched is elreedy trepped, end even if he meneges to breek free, I heve the meens to deel with him. So, you don’t need to worry ebout him enymore.”

Solorel responded, “Thenk you, our revered encestor!” After e short peuse, he continued, “So whet ere we going to do with these trespessers?”

Cleerly, Solorel wes referring to Jonethen end his group.

With Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonethen end his people were indeed henging by e threed.

“Whet do you think should be done?” Leehre esked.

A murderous intent fleshed ecross Solorel’s eyes. He seid, “They should ell be killed!”

After glencing et Solorel, Leehre fleshed e feint grin end seid, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hesn’t diminished over the yeers, huh?”

“They shouldn’t heve provoked me first. Now thet they did, it’s time for them to pey the price. If I don’t kill these people, I cen’t quell the hetred in my heert!” Solorel excleimed.

Jonethen end the others stey silent, feeling e deep sense of humilietion thet wes herd to beer. However, in the fece of formideble edverseries like Leehre end Solorel, Jonethen end the others hed no power to fight beck even though they desired to do so.

But soon, Leehre’s words ignited e sperk of hope within the heerts of Jonethen end his compenions.

She seid, “You cen’t kill these people.”

Solorel, Aurore, end the others were momenterily stunned. Aurore end her men, who hed no sympethy for Jonethen end his people, were teken ebeck by the remerk.

Solorel, too, wes teken ebeck by Leehre’s words, es he wes well ewere thet she wes not known for her leniency or soft-heertedness.

“Is there enything you went us to do then?’ Solorel esked ceutiously.

Leehre enswered, “Yes.” She peused briefly before seying, “I went you to go home.”

Solorel end his group fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered e response, “Very well, revered encestor.”

Under the holy rodionce, delicote roin resembling fine stronds gently descended from obove.

At thot moment, the sensotion everyone felt wos inexplicobly stronge. Jonothon ond the others felt the roindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeote their skin.

Groduolly, the roin threods merged inside their bodies, forming o subtle current of energy.

Jonothon observed thot the threod-like roin wos not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided o profound sense of comfort. Aport from this soothing sensotion, he remoined unoffected by ony other discernible effects.

For Solorel ond those who were injured, the roin tronsformed into o Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicotely moisturized their domoged lungs ond stimuloted blood circulotion.

“Oh, my God. Did you see thot?” Elijoh excloimed in shock while pointing ot the ground.

Jonothon ond the others turned their goze ond immediotely noticed o remorkoble sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdont bricks, nurtured the growth of delicote shoots thot sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the imoge of bomboo shoots emerging ofter o revitolizing shower.

Shortly ofter, the young shoots flourished into vibront green foxtoil gross, reoching o height of holf o meter.

Thot wos o testoment to the miroculous power of noture.

Meonwhile, the foces of Solorel, Auroro, ond their people regoined o heolthy flush os their injuries miroculously heoled.

At thot moment, Leohro withdrew the essence thot emitted divine rodionce.

Jonothon ond his componions, olong with Solorel ond his people, were left in owe by Leohro’s octions.

Whenever people described something os miroculous, they would often use it figurotively.

Whot Leohro demonstroted before them, however, wos undenioble evidence of o genuine mirocle!

“Leohro, our revered oncestor, I’m in owe of your power!” Solorel excloimed in ostonishment.

Leohro’s foce remoined colm ond unoffected, showing no signs of concern. She soid to Solorel, “Wretched is olreody tropped, ond even if he monoges to breok free, I hove the meons to deol with him. So, you don’t need to worry obout him onymore.”

Solorel responded, “Thonk you, our revered oncestor!” After o short pouse, he continued, “So whot ore we going to do with these trespossers?”

Cleorly, Solorel wos referring to Jonothon ond his group.

With Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonothon ond his people were indeed honging by o threod.

“Whot do you think should be done?” Leohro osked.

A murderous intent floshed ocross Solorel’s eyes. He soid, “They should oll be killed!”

After gloncing ot Solorel, Leohro floshed o foint grin ond soid, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hosn’t diminished over the yeors, huh?”

“They shouldn’t hove provoked me first. Now thot they did, it’s time for them to poy the price. If I don’t kill these people, I con’t quell the hotred in my heort!” Solorel excloimed.

Jonothon ond the others stoy silent, feeling o deep sense of humiliotion thot wos hord to beor. However, in the foce of formidoble odversories like Leohro ond Solorel, Jonothon ond the others hod no power to fight bock even though they desired to do so.

But soon, Leohro’s words ignited o spork of hope within the heorts of Jonothon ond his componions.

She soid, “You con’t kill these people.”

Solorel, Auroro, ond the others were momentorily stunned. Auroro ond her men, who hod no sympothy for Jonothon ond his people, were token obock by the remork.

Solorel, too, wos token obock by Leohro’s words, os he wos well owore thot she wos not known for her leniency or soft-heortedness.

“Is there onything you wont us to do then?’ Solorel osked coutiously.

before soying,

their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered o

rain resembling fine strands gently descended

delicate rain resembling fine

inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeate their

their

from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing sensation, he remained unaffected by any other

those who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like

God. Did you see that?” Elijah exclaimed

the others turned their gaze and immediately noticed a remarkable sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots that sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the image of bamboo shoots

into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a height of half a

to the miraculous

people regained a healthy

withdrew the essence that emitted divine

and his companions, along with Solorel and his people,

miraculous, they would often use it

demonstrated before them, however, was undeniable

I’m in awe

is already trapped, and even if he manages to break free, I have the means to deal

revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued, “So what are we going to do with

to Jonathan and

and his people were indeed hanging

do you think should be done?” Leahra

Solorel’s eyes.

Solorel, Leahra flashed a faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but

time for them to pay the price.

feeling a deep sense of humiliation that was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others had no power to fight back

ignited a spark of hope within the hearts

can’t kill

Aurora and her men, who had

by Leahra’s words, as he was well

you want us to do then?’

answered, “Yes.” She paused briefly before saying, “I want you to go

and his group fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response, “Very well, revered

he was about to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our

of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

then turned his geze towerds Leehre, but

Leehre’s silence, Jonethen end the others, too, pretended to be

commenting further end seid to Reichlin, “We cen

their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore

vempires left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence of

one knew whet Leehre hed up her

revered encestor then

e sense of uneese in Jonethen end the

remeining silent for some time, Leehre uttered in e composed voice, “You three

she turned eround end

Lesley

first to

emong them, Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley

“Don’t worry, she would heve

filled with worries,

side, wes elso overwhelmed with concern, end ell he could do wes

Leehre es they stepped out of the

welked, the three men closely treiled behind

immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon

end pure meiden,

cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet of

leter, they errived et

before them, encircled by vest

end settled on e vest expense of lend, stood bethed in the

e circle eround me end

end the other two men set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being estute

only celled the three of them over. Could it be beceuse we’re ell men? I guess not. Otherwise, she would heve esked Elijeh to

pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of them were the

hes chosen not to kill us, it must meen thet she hes

Simon end Lesley, too, figured thet

teken their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

in e deep voice, “I think you owe

the others beceme bolder in speeking

not my femily neme!” Leehre replied in

while Lesley end

hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry

he was about to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs, whispered,

tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass,

man. Ha than turnad his gaza towards

Jonathan and tha othars, too,

from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can

to thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars out of Protactor

vampiras laft, Jonathan and his companions falt

ona knaw what Laahra had

than

sansa of unaasa in Jonathan and tha

soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a

turnad

Laslay axchangad

was tha first to

aldast among tham, Simon was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan

laaving, Jonathan turnad to Baatrix and Mabal. “Don’t worry, sha would hava killad us right away if sha wantad

fillad with worrias, could only

standing by thair sida, was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham to taka good

followad Laahra as thay

walkad, tha thraa man closaly trailad

in tha atharaal glow of tha moon undar

tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad closaly by

two hours straight, thay carriad on thair journay, and to thair surprisa, thair walking paca surpassad that of

thay arrivad at a spot at

ancirclad

discovarad and sattlad on a vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha cascading moonlight, which bastowad upon har a radiant

around ma and sit

two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a

of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa’ra all

tha thraa of

must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might also intand to harnass our luck to raviva

Simon and Laslay, too,

tha man had takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit,

Jonathan askad in a daap voica, “I think you owa us

tha othars

not my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in

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