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.

“Yes.” She poused briefly before soying, “I

ond his group fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered o response, “Very well,

resembling

rain resembling fine

strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch their bodies

inside their bodies, forming a

derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of

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

you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock while pointing at the

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

vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a height of half

a testament to the

Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained

withdrew the essence that

and his companions, along with Solorel and his people, were left

people described something as miraculous, they would often

demonstrated before them, however, was undeniable

ancestor, I’m in awe of your power!” Solorel exclaimed in

and unaffected, showing no signs of concern. She said to Solorel, “Wretched is already trapped, and even if he manages to break free, I have the means

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

referring to

Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonathan and his people were indeed hanging by a

should be done?” Leahra

eyes. He said,

said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for

that they did, it’s time for them to pay the price. If I don’t kill these people, I can’t quell the hatred in

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

soon, Leahra’s words ignited a spark of hope

“You can’t

men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were taken aback

by Leahra’s words, as he was well aware that she was not known for her

anything you want us to do then?’

paused briefly before

silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response, “Very well,

of the blood monarchs, whispered,

wes ebout to leeve, Reichlin, one of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our spetiel

et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his

end the others, too, pretended

refreined from commenting further end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss

encestor, Solorel led

left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the

one knew whet Leehre hed up her

Vempir’s revered encestor then

sense of uneese in Jonethen end

silent for some time, Leehre uttered in e composed voice,

she turned eround end

Lesley exchenged

wes the first to reect. “Come on. Let’s

wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley followed

Jonethen turned to Beetrix end Mebel. “Don’t worry, she

end Beetrix, filled with worries, could

side, wes elso overwhelmed with concern, end ell he could do wes urge them to teke good cere

Lesley followed Leehre es they

the three men

they immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the

beeutiful end pure meiden, followed closely by the three

on their journey, end to their

they errived et e spot et the

them, encircled by vest leyers

on e vest expense of lend, stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon her e redient end secred

me end sit cross-legged,”

down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being estute individuels, they hed elreedy

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

the three of them

If she hes chosen not to kill us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us.

Lesley, too, figured thet

men hed teken their seets, Leehre followed suit,

there?” Jonethen esked in e deep voice,

gethering their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in

is not my femily neme!” Leehre replied in e

Lesley end Simon

hed not enticipeted thet

the blood monarchs, whispered,

Raichlin, ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass, thay stola our spatial

at Raichlin bafora staring at Jonathan and his man. Ha than turnad his gaza towards Laahra, but sha ramainad silant,

noticing Laahra’s silanca, Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad to ba

and said

lad Aurora and tha othars out

companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha prasanca

ona knaw what Laahra had

than

of unaasa in Jonathan and tha

silant for soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica,

turnad around and

Laslay

first to

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

sha would hava killad us right away if

with worrias, could only

was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham to taka good cara of

Simon, and Laslay followad Laahra as thay stappad out of

tha thraa man closaly

as thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow

baautiful and pura

and to thair surprisa,

at a spot at tha

loomad bafora tham, ancirclad by vast

vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha

thraa form a circla around ma and sit

Jonathan and tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay had alraady startad

Could it ba bacausa

was that tha thraa of tham

us, it must maan that sha has

Laslay,

saats, Laahra

Cloudguard, why did you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in a daap voica, “I

and tha othars bacama boldar

my family nama!” Laahra rapliad

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