I Am Unstoppable

“I can't kill you?” An icy gleam flashed across Mona's eyes. “Who said I can't kill you?”

Jonathan replied, “Then why haven't you done it?”

The confrontation was palpable and elusive. It was as if Jonathan was deliberately courting death.

Mona pointed at Jonathan, and as she did, Roland's Sword appeared in The Void and instantly hovered at Jonathan's throat.

However, the sword didn't move further.

At that moment, Jonathan wore a calm expression and uttered nonchalantly, “You can do away with me with just a single thought, yet why are you still hesitating?”

Complex emotions filled Mona's gaze.

She could indeed kill him right now, but inexplicably, she didn't want him dead just like that.

Theos was a high and mighty, revered existence. No one dared disrespect her throughout the long years she had lived.

However, Jonathan dragged Theos off her pedestal and repeatedly humiliated her.

Therefore, Theos, who was possessing Mona's body at that moment, harbored Mortal hatred toward Jonathan.

Now, Jonathan's life was in her hands, and she certainly wouldn't want to grant him an easy death.

Even as Jonathan continued to provoke him, she couldn't bring herself to swing the sword.

Killing him with a single stroke would be letting him off too lightly.

“Why won't you kill me?” he probed further.

She withdrew Roland's Sword and responded coldly, “You fear torture, so you want me to kill you and let you off the hook so easily? Do you think I will fall for it?”

Jonathan said, “If I truly wished to die, I could've easily accomplished it. I can just destroy the mind sphere in my cerebral domain. Why should I instigate you to take my life?” He paused briefly before adding, “In fact, I'm just telling the truth. The Chosen One doesn't die easily. You're genuinely just one of my many tribulations. Your Holiness, you're an erudite celestial scholar, so why aren't you consulting the original Holy Scripture?”

Annoyance flashed in Mona's eyes. “Do I need you to teach me what to do?”

“Your Holiness, I've indeed wronged you before, but I had no choice. I only wanted to survive. Now that things have progressed to this stage, you've taken your revenge, and I've suffered enough too. Since you're unwilling to kill me, why don't you let me and the others go? You can look into this. Yeverie and I came from the main world. Why don't you let us return to the main world and consider our scores settled so we can part ways on a friendly note? What do you say?”

“Haha!” Mona was momentarily stunned before laughing out loud. “So, after this lengthy speech, your goal is wanting me to release all of you? Dream on!”

Jonathan elaborated, “Must you push things to an irreversible state? Can't you admit that I'm indeed your adversary? If you don't kill me, I'll have a chance to escape. If I escape, our relationship will surely turn hostile. But now, we can forgo our grudges. My companions and I will leave Moranta, and we'll never step foot here again. That way, what harm will it do to you? Why won't you let this slide?”

Jonathan pressed further, trying to fight for a slim chance of survival.

Mona stared at Jonathan in silence.

His body was enduring excruciating pain, but hope was kindling in his heart as he gazed at Mona with a glimmer of anticipation.

He felt his speech and the solution he put forth was reasonable and fair. What he had proposed was a win-win outcome.

But soon, a hint of mockery flashed across her eyes. “Brat, you're just my lowly captive now, yet you think you can talk your way out of this? Aren't you being too naive?” She paused momentarily before continuing, “So what if you're the Chosen One? So what if you're from the main world? I'm more intrigued to keep you alive now to see how you plan to escape my grasp. If I can't even subdue an insignificant brat like you, am I worthy of being addressed by others as Her Holiness? Do you really think I'm a lowly figure comparable to Silvius?”

Jonathan's heart sank.

He realized he's made a grave mistake.

Previously, Silvius' retreat had given him courage, but Silvius was obviously not in the same league as Theos.

What Jonathan had failed to take into account was the pride of the elite. In the past, Jonathan had made the same error when facing Yasir, who had the tendency to kill in a fit of anger.

At that moment, Mona was behaving in the same manner.

An elite wouldn't harbor fear, nor would they allow that emotion to arise within them. If Mona had chosen to concede out of fear that Jonathan would become a threat, how could she have attained her current accomplishments?

Jonathan had totally miscalculated.

At that point, there was nothing left to say, so he fell silent.

Hooked by Dragon Chain, he continued to endure the pain and exerted control over his vitality to prevent excessive blood loss.

Fortunately, Mona didn't plan to torment him further. After giving it a thought, she withdrew all the spikes from Dragon Chain.

The moment the spikes retracted, they tore through Jonathan's body in reverse, inflicting another wave of spine-chilling agony beyond human endurance on him.

Immediately afterward, Mona locked him inside her storage ring.

The moment he was sent into the storage ring was an intriguing experience. The entrance of the storage ring was filled with blinding lights. Once he stepped in, he was inside the ring and found himself in a solitary cell.

As the cell was no more than two square meters, Jonathan could only sit upon entering. Subsequently, he was bound by Dragon Chain again.

He thought he could meet Yeverie, Torrence, Fekro, and the others once inside, but he realized that was just wishful thinking.

There was no light in the cell, and only darkness reigned.

Jonathan felt extremely miserable, both physically and psychologically. Visually, that place was simply too depressing.

Being confined in a dark room was a severe punishment in the military, but his current predicament was even worse.

Mentally, all of Jonathan's hopes to escape were extinguished.

Huff!

He let out a long sigh. Still, he hadn't really given up. I must find a way to save myself. No matter how hard it may be, I have to try.

At that moment, Jonathan couldn't see the situation outside. He scanned his surroundings and could tell the storage ring was intricately crafted and secured with mysterious formations.

It would be utterly difficult for him to break out. Even if he did escape the storage ring, he couldn't get away from Theos.

Before that, he must first think about how to deal with that d*mn Dragon Chain.

Jonathan's mind raced. He knew that his priority was to find a way to survive. Only then would he be capable of rescuing Yeverie and the others.

Theos had promised Silvius to help him repair Creation Gem within three days, which meant she wouldn't leave Pollerton during that period.

Jonathan's biggest fear was that Theos would leave Pollerton and return to Holy Church at Paradiso.

If that happened, Theos would be operating in her territory, rendering his survival entirely hopeless. Soon, he calmed down.

Firstly, Jonathan felt the situation around him, and what depressed him was that elemental energy was completely blocked in the storage ring. Therefore, he couldn't use The Void Manifestation or muster elemental energy to heal himself. Theos is indeed meticulous, not giving me any chance to escape.

At that moment, the only thing Jonathan could rely on was primordial chaos.