I Am Unstoppable

Chapter 398

Gwendolyn had her hands wrapped around Jonathan's head, and the man buried his face in her chest.

She was holding him like how a mother would hold her child.

“Come on. Take my blood. That way, neither of us would be in pain anymore,” she said in a seductive voice.

Jonathan raised his head and let out a roar. His eyes turned red the next instant as he sunk his teeth into Gwendolyn's fair neck.

He looked like a lonely beast that had reached the end of its rope.

At the same time, Jonathan was screaming on the inside. I am not a good person from now on!

Gwendolyn's blood was sucked dry by him in the end. The man wiped the blood off his lips and picked up her dead body, slowly making his way to Protector Condominium.

Mabel and Beatrix sensed his panic and pain and quickly rushed over to him.

“Try and stay positive, Jonathan. Things had already come to this, and you had no other choice,” Mabel said, trying to console him.

Jonathan nodded in response. “Please burn her corpse for me and send her ashes to her family.”

“All right. I'll do that,” Mabel replied.

She was slightly more relieved after hearing his request. He's still thinking about not letting Gwendolyn's family see her dead body, even at a time like this. After all, Gwendolyn's family would only be heartbroken if they saw her state now.

Jonathan left after handing the corpse over to Mabel.

Mabel and Beatrix didn't try to follow him. Both of them knew he wouldn't do anything to harm himself after going through so much pain to get a second chance at life.

The two left soon enough, but Leahra and Solorel were still tailing him.

Jonathan was headed toward the city.

Solorel and Leahra were some distance away from him, and with their cultivation level, Jonathan wouldn't be able to notice them.

Moreover, he was absentminded at that moment.

“Revered ancestor, Jonathan is too indecisive. I don't think he is a suitable leader,” Solorel said, unable to stop himself.

“You should know that everyone has a line they would not cross and principles, no matter how pathetic they are. Jonathan is currently trampling on his principles and crossing his line,” Leahra answered indifferently.

“That would only mean he is a good person. Someone like that cannot lead vampires through the death tribulation,” Solorel said.

“Only someone who's unscrupulous can, right?”

Solorel was stunned by her answer.

Leahra continued, “Well, you're not wrong. There are many inhumane founding kings recorded in our history. They relied on their ruthlessness to take over the world.” She paused for a second before continuing, “However, do not forget that there is another rule. A founding king must be merciless, but you need benevolence to secure a country. If Jonathan were a ruthless man, I wouldn't be reassured to let him lead the vampires.”

The prince smiled bitterly at her response. “Perhaps you're right.”

“You didn't notice Jonathan's biggest strength. He perseveres and never gives up. There's no way one would ever fail if they had luck and resilience like his, and Jonathan happens to possess both of these,” Leahra said.

“You have an eye for talent, revered ancestor. I'm impressed,” Solorel said.

Smiling slightly, Leahra replied, “Mundane things can be fascinating at times. The process where an adult raises a child, watching as the kid learns to talk and grows up into an adult, is intriguing. The same goes for when you plant a sapling and watch it grow into a strong, towering tree. That is what life is and the joy of growth. Back then, I had unintentionally created a group of people that had my blood flowing through their bodies. I didn't think you guys would make it this far. I think it's interesting when you guys call me 'revered ancestor,' too. And now, I've produced three more people like us, Jonathan, Simon, and Lesley. All three of them are Chosen Ones, and I'm really excited to see what their futures would be like.”
























































Solorel kept silent and pondered for a moment. “You really are someone of great wisdom, revered ancestor.”

“That's not really wisdom. It's only because I've been alive for so long. I understand the loneliness of time, and I also understand the magic of time!”

They continued to talk as they followed Jonathan.

He soon arrived in the city and went into a bar.

Even though it was already late into the night, the place was still full of life.

Solorel and Leahra stood before the bar. “Are we going in too?” the former asked awkwardly.

“Of course,” Leahra answered.

Solorel couldn't help but smile bitterly. “I've never been in a bar all my life.”

Both of them knew each other quite well by now and were getting along rather harmoniously. “That's where you're in the wrong. You guys were born as human so you don't have the insights of life like me. I think that being able to be human once and experience this boundless universe is an extremely rare opportunity. Such an opportunity must be seized. Besides, a human only live a few decades. Wouldn't you feel sorry for yourself if you didn't cherish your time and appreciate the joys here? You should at least experience something fun or rare as you'll only get a taste of how great it is if you're exposed to it. You will miss out on many things if you rest on your laurels. Come on. Let me show you the joys of a bar,” Leahra said with a smile.

Solorel dared not defy her. “Yes. Let's do that.”

However, it was evident that he wasn't used to the heavy metal music blasting inside the moment they went in.

Leahra, on the other hand, looked like she was enjoying herself.

The dance floor was packed with people. The patrons, men and women alike, were dancing away without a care in the world.

Leahra attracted the attention of many youngsters the moment she entered.

She was just too beautiful.

Leahra had a cold temperament, and she looked absolutely awe-inspiring yet untouchable at the same time.

Mere humans who saw her would never dare to bear any blasphemous thoughts against her. They could only admire someone like her from afar.

However, things were not the same in a bar. Many people were intoxicated.

Those who drank too much would even dare to offend a king.

Hence, two young men approached her shortly after.

“You look beautiful, lady. But why did you bring your grandpa here?” There was a lecherous gleam in their eyes as they chuckled. One of them reached out and touched Leahra's hand. “Let me buy you a drink. I'll show you a good time and what I'm capable of.”

Leahra said nothing, but Solorel's eyes turned cold. “How dare you try to offend our revered ancestor? You're asking for it!” Having said that, he was close to teaching them a lesson.

Solorel would never be merciful to anyone who dared offend Leahra. He was intent on killing them when he made his moves.

But Leahra instantly stopped him.
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