I Am Unstoppable

After finishing her words, Maisie turned her head around.

Jonathan and Rhiannon glimpsed the back of Maisie's head, and it shocked them beyond words.

The sight was gruesome—her skull had been cracked open, bloodied, and infested with maggots.

Even the usually composed Jonathan couldn't hold back the wave of nausea that washed over him.

At the same time, Rhiannon felt a sharp surge of acidity in her stomach.

Jonathan took a deep breath, reminding Rhiannon once again, "It's all an illusion."

Tristan's icy gaze bore into Jonathan, his words dripping with venom. "You and your mother, Paige, both deserve death. I should've ended you, an abomination, over two decades ago. Now, as you become my demonic tribulation, your demise is even more justified."

Tristan's mention of Jonathan's mother struck a nerve, and his eyes instantly turned a fiery shade of red, consumed by fury. "Tristan, it was you who exploited my mother in your drunken haze. How dare you speak ill of her?"

"Despicable creature!" Tristan sneered, saying, "What, you think you've grown strong enough to challenge me now? If you miss your lowly mother so much, I'll send you to meet her right now!"

Each word pierced Jonathan's heart like a dagger.

In that moment, an overwhelming wave of agony washed over Jonathan.

His profound anguish stemmed from the crushing realization of their insignificance and unbearable existence, both his and his mother's.

He, too, longed for the affection of his parents, for he was a living, breathing human being with the same desires and emotions.

Yet, to his father, he amounted to nothing.

With a sudden roar, Jonathan declared, "Tristan, whether you're real or an illusion, it doesn't matter. Today, I will crush you!" As he finished speaking, he unleashed the powerful Stormwind Fist without hesitation.

"Do you really think you can cast your magic?" Tristan's face was impassive.

Jonathan was also stunned. It was then he found that he couldn't unleash the Stormwind Fist.

It seems as though the elemental energy had disappeared from their surroundings.

Previously, Jonathan and Rhiannon's spiritual consciousness relied on the divine power within their cerebral domain, so they did not depend on elemental energy.

And now, when Jonathan wanted to harness the elemental energy, he realized that there was no elemental power in the air at all.

Jonathan stood there, stunned, his heart consumed by an overwhelming hatred for Tristan. It was a level of loathing he had never experienced before in his life.

With a fierce roar, he exclaimed, "Tristan, even without magic, I will kill you!" After he finished speaking, the power of his vitality erupted around him.

His body surged with blood as if a divine dragon was coursing through his veins.

With a single stride, Jonathan was instantly in front of Tristan. Then, Jonathan threw a fierce punch toward Tristan's abdomen.

his physical strength unparalleled. With a single punch,

be able to down ten

a regrettable circumstance that Jonathan found himself facing Tristan—the Demon

countered with a move called Nestling Fist. Astonishingly, he effortlessly caught

Tristan remained impassive, it left Jonathan

in disbelief. With his formidable might, how could Tristan overpower

In an abrupt motion,

abrupt motion, Tristan delivered a swift

time to evade the attack. He was sent hurtling through the air, feeling excruciating pain in his chest as if his organs had shifted. The

and touched the crimson liquid on the

the smell of blood. He

all of this was an illusion, why did the

it were an illusion, he shouldn't be deceived

in a dire situation. Maisie had her by the neck, rendering her unable to wield any elemental energy

face, her feeble attempts to push Maisie away proving futile as her eyes

powerless to save Rhiannon, for Tristan had already closed

Jonathan through the air to crash heavily onto the ground,

a slow, menacing stride, and terror surged through Jonathan. He saw Tristan as his eternal nightmare. Hatred swelled inside him, yet he felt utterly powerless to resist, with no chance of mounting a

a desperate attempt to escape, Jonathan struggled to crawl backward, his fear of Tristan overpowering

side, Rhiannon's eyes were turning white, seemingly inching closer to her demise at

slowly pressing it toward Jonathan's head.

Terror consumed Jonathan.

next instance, an overwhelming

die, I'll face Tristan courageously,

be his father, but he had no right to bear that title. Jonathan

his teeth, Jonathan lifted his head, fixing a fierce

descended, something changed within Jonathan. A surge of strength coursed through his body,

attempted to exert pressure, but Jonathan pushed back with

Jonathan, and he finally understood what

fears. Once I'm unafraid, you become insignificant!" With newfound confidence,

delivered a powerful

Jonathan's fist struck Tristan's head

way to evade the blow, transforming into billowing black smoke once again and vanishing without a

that's how

had a sudden

people's inner fears. As long

glance at Rhiannon, who

approached her swiftly but refrained from intervening

of Rhiannon's fears, and no one else could defeat

you must stop being afraid. Once you no longer fear her, she loses her power over you." He paused and added, "Rhiannon, if you believe you didn't do anything wrong back then, then

moment, something shifted within