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

“What don't we change the topic since you're interested in my origins? I was born in the year 998. Back then, Thymion was still known as Zedfield, while your country was still a monarchy. I was born into 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 forest was filled with beasts and venomous insects. When I ended up being bitten

body heated up as I grew scared, causing my cells to mutate in an ever more gruesome manner. Black scales began to grow on my 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

gained a better understanding of what I was. As long as I wasn't angry, I could maintain the form of an ordinary human. I began participating in wars after that, defeating a ten-thousand-strong army that surrounded me once all on my own. On top 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

or dying before gradually growing weary of the world of men. In the end, I took on the title of Wretched the Great, ruling with the fear and respect of my citizens. I participated in the war against demons and beasts and encountered many Divine Masters who attempted to kill me in the name of the people. Unfortunately,

affecting my cells. That was when I decided to get myself reincarnated. Unfortunately, I didn't expect to have caused all this

to that. Smiling wryly, he commented, “If I hadn't seen you

response. “Who

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

to be alone. All this while, the friends that I had made gradually left when they couldn't

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

at Jonathan.

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 like the ferocious dragons that wreak havoc in fairytales, a warrior would emerge to slay them.

words, Wretched responded, “No one can kill me. Your

affected your fate and cells. By taking more lives, would it intensify your demonic energy further

as he pondered upon the

your perspective is wrong. Let

“All right. Go ahead.”

sick due to overpopulation. Am

“That's the general idea.”

can kill a