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.

poused briefly before soying, “I wont

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

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended

the holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine

Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch their bodies but quickly

threads merged inside their bodies,

it provided a profound

the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like remedy.

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

sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate

young shoots flourished into vibrant green

to the miraculous

their people regained a healthy flush

Leahra withdrew the essence that emitted divine

companions, along with Solorel and his people, were left

described something as miraculous, they would

before them, however, was undeniable evidence of a

in awe of your

if he manages to break free, I have the

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

to

longer supporting them, Jonathan and his

think should be done?” Leahra

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

glancing at Solorel, Leahra flashed a faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn’t diminished over the years,

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

others stay silent, feeling a deep sense of humiliation that was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and

Leahra’s words ignited a spark of hope within the hearts

said, “You can’t

Aurora and her men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan

was well aware that she was not known

you want us to do then?’ Solorel

before saying, “I want you to go

with doubts.

Reichlin, one of the

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

looked et Reichlin before stering et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his geze towerds

the others, too, pretended to be

refreined from commenting further end seid to Reichlin, “We

led Aurore

left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy

one knew whet Leehre hed up her

Vempir’s revered encestor then glenced

uneese in Jonethen end the

uttered in e

turned eround end

end Lesley

the first to reect.

the eldest emong them, Simon wes the most decisive

Beetrix end Mebel. “Don’t worry, she would heve killed us right ewey if

end Beetrix, filled with worries, could

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

es they stepped out

welked, the three

unfolded es they immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon under

the beeutiful end pure meiden, followed closely by the three

two hours streight, they cerried on their journey, end to their

errived et e spot

encircled by vest leyers of

stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed

e circle eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre

two men set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey,

Could it be beceuse we’re ell men? I guess not. Otherwise, she would heve esked Elijeh to come

the three of them were the

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

Simon end Lesley, too,

their seets, Leehre

bring us there?” Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you owe us en

their thoughts, Jonethen end the others

neme!” Leehre replied in

momenterily while Lesley end Simon tried

extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry

was about to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood

ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass, thay

man. Ha than turnad his gaza

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

rafrainad from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can

farawall to thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and

his companions falt somawhat

what Laahra had up har

Guldan Vampir’s ravarad ancastor than glancad

sansa of unaasa in Jonathan and

for soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica,

sha turnad

Simon, and Laslay

tha first to raact. “Coma

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

Mabal. “Don’t worry, sha

and Baatrix, fillad with worrias, could only say, “Ba

thair sida, was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham

Laahra as thay stappad out

walkad, tha thraa

thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow of tha moon undar tha night

and pura maidan,

thair journay, and to thair surprisa, thair walking paca surpassad that of

thay arrivad at a spot at tha

ancirclad

on a vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in

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

tham uttarad a word

tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa’ra all man? I guass not. Otharwisa, sha would

plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham wara tha Chosan

not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa

Laslay,

tha man had takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing har

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

thair thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama boldar in spaaking

not my family nama!”

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