I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 353 The Real Mystery

Wretched explained, “Many powerful souls were unable to solve the mystery of oblivion and consequently died in that state. That was how all those dead fetuses came about.”

Intrigued by the answer, Jonathan asked, “In that case, how did you do it?”

“I basically did nothing because I know I can't be killed. Even without doing anything in oblivion, my physical body was gradually formed, and that was how I managed to break through the mystery of oblivion.”

All this while, Jonathan had wanted to find out about Wretched's genesis.

Since he didn't manage to get an answer from the king, he figured he could ask Wretched directly now that the latter was standing right in front of him.

Jonathan got straight to the point. “There's something I'm curious about.”

“Is it about my origins?”

Jonathan nodded. “Yes!”

“Do you intend to defeat me by finding out my weakness through it?”

Jonathan replied candidly, “I want to stop you from killing indiscriminately.”

After throwing Jonathan a glance, Wretched said, “I can't deny that you're one of the few truly good people I have ever met.” Pausing briefly, Wretched let out a self-deprecating laugh. “I'm the biggest villain the world has ever faced. It's ironic that I'm friends with someone who's as kind-hearted as you are.”

Jonathan flashed a wry smile. “Do you think I can stop you?”

“No. No one is capable of stopping me,” Wretched responded with certainty.

upon hearing his

an ordinary family, but my mother spent three whole days giving birth to me. In the end, she died from the excruciating pain, and that was the reason why my father resented me and felt that I was a jinx. Filled with the bravado of youth, I ran away from home when I was ten after being disparaged and beaten badly by him. Since Zedfield was covered with tropical rainforests back then, I decided to hide within them to give my father a scare. Little did I expect to end up lost inside. The

skin. Despite the wolves trying to bite my head off, they failed to do so. The places where I had suffered injuries recovered rapidly. I finally gathered my courage and fought against them. As the battle increased in intensity, my strength continued to grow. In the end, I managed to tear them apart even though I was just ten years old. After that encounter, I grew to one point eight meters tall,

of that, my ability to communicate with those of the netherworld continued to improve. Back then, I was already the country's most powerful general, General Wretched! When I returned to the village with soldiers and riches, I gave money to everyone there and remained filial to my father until his

spending three hundred years among men, I grew used to how cruel the world was and the cycle of life and death. During this time, I lived like an immortal, not growing old or dying before gradually growing weary of the world of men. In the end, I took on the title of Wretched the Great, ruling

noticed the demonic energy within me going out of control and affecting

“If I hadn't seen you and your powers with my own eyes, I would have thought your story

grinned in response. “Who says

truly hope you can live in peace for eternity. Wretched, I won't

years. Being born with so much demonic energy, I was destined to be alone. All this while, the friends that I had made gradually left when they couldn't stand the demonic energy I carried, but you're the exception. After going through so much together, you're unaffected by it

However, due to some strange coincidences, both of us grew close from the experiences we shared. That said, I was unsettled by a niggling sense of dread over the last few days. When you ended up being captured, I was worried for you, but the sense of dread returned once you regained your freedom. It made me wonder if

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see you kill, but I'm gripped by a sense of fear, similar to being afraid of being punished after doing something wrong as a kid. You claim to be doing so based on the will of the Heavenly Law, but all I see is a monster. Just

“No one can kill me. Your worries are

the ability to mutate?” Jonathan asked. “You mentioned that the overbearing demonic energy affected your fate and cells. By taking more lives, would it

pondered upon the issue. “But my gut feeling has never

is

“All right. Go ahead.”

that the earth is sick due to overpopulation.

“That's the general idea.”

A massive flood or an earthquake can kill a lot more