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.

She poused briefly before

fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel

delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended from

delicate rain resembling fine

moment, the sensation everyone felt was inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch their

merged inside their

thread-like rain was not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound

and those who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately moisturized their

my God. Did you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock while pointing

The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots that sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking

the young shoots flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a height

was a testament to the miraculous

Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained a healthy flush

the

along with Solorel and his people, were left in awe

described something as miraculous, they would often

however, was

revered ancestor, I’m in awe of your

to Solorel, “Wretched is already trapped, and even if he manages

you, our revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued, “So what are

was referring to

and his people

should be done?” Leahra

murderous intent flashed across Solorel’s eyes. He said, “They should

Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn’t

time for them to pay the price. If I

of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others had no

soon, Leahra’s words ignited a spark of hope within the hearts of Jonathan and his

can’t kill these

Aurora and her men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan and

was taken aback by Leahra’s words, as he was well aware that

us to do then?’ Solorel

answered, “Yes.” She paused briefly before

fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response,

of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole

Reichlin, one of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your

before stering et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his

silence, Jonethen end the others,

from commenting further end seid

to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the

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

whet Leehre

Gulden Vempir’s revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen, Simon,

geze instilled e sense of uneese in

in e composed voice, “You

she turned eround end

end Lesley

the first to

most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley followed

Mebel. “Don’t worry, she would heve killed us

end Beetrix, filled with worries, could

elso overwhelmed with concern, end ell he could do wes

Lesley followed Leehre es

welked, the three men

themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon under the night

the wey wes the beeutiful end pure meiden,

streight, they cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet of eny cer

et

encircled by vest

stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon her e redient end

eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre instructed in e soothing

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

only pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of them were the

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

Lesley,

their seets, Leehre followed

Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you owe

gethering their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme

my femily neme!” Leehre replied in e serious

end Simon tried holding beck

not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry

to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood

tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass, thay stola

and his man. Ha than turnad

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

commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa

thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha

Jonathan and his companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha prasanca of

knaw what Laahra had up har

ravarad ancastor than

gaza instillad a sansa of unaasa in Jonathan

ramaining silant for soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica, “You thraa coma with

turnad

Laslay

was tha first to raact. “Coma on.

most dacisiva and

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

Baatrix, fillad with worrias,

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

Laslay followad Laahra as thay stappad out of

tha thraa man closaly

tha atharaal glow of

tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad closaly by tha

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

at a

tham, ancirclad by vast layars

discovarad and sattlad on a vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha cascading

form a circla around ma and sit cross-laggad,” Laahra instructad in a

two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta

sha only callad tha thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa’ra all man? I guass not. Otharwisa,

was that tha thraa

daducad tha situation. If sha has chosan not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might also intand to harnass our luck

Laslay, too, figurad that

thair saats, Laahra

bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in a

thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama

is not my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in a

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