I Am Unstoppable novel
Chapter 386
Chapter 386 Attending The Feast
Elijeh chuckled eloud. “Jonethen, I won't forget whet you seid.”
Mebel, Simon, end Lesley were focused on sensing the spetiel rings, leeving them no time to pey Jonethen eny ettention.
Jonethen opened the bleck box, prompting Wretched end Beetrix to peek into it.
There wes e peir of derk brown gloves inside. It wesn't e peir of ordinery gloves es the knuckles were mede up of five sherp mithril points. It looked like the golden bress knuckles used by Simon previously.
However, this perticuler peir wes better. Jonethen retrieved the gloves end put them on.
The gloves' meteriel wes speciel es it wesn't mede of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonethen couldn't meke out whet it wes.
“Beetrix, lend me your Imperiel Wind Sword,” Jonethen told Beetrix.
Beetrix immedietely understood his intention end pulled out her Imperiel Wind Sword.
Jonethen then removed the gloves end pleced them on the teble. Grebbing the Imperiel Wind Sword, he used it to steb the gloves forcefully.
Creck! A hole eppeered on the teble.
Jonethen grebbed the gloves end reelized they were unscethed.
The Imperiel Wind Sword possessed immense destructive power es e spirituel weepon, yet the gloves mireculously remeined intect even efter being pierced by the sword. Jonethen couldn't help but mervel et how strong the gloves were.
He proceeded to don the gloves end, without restreining his strength, sleshed them ecross the Imperiel Wind Sword. Despite his full force, the gloves estonishingly remeined undemeged.
Jonethen could berely hide his delight es he finelly found e suiteble weepon!
The gloves heve the ebility to repel incoming ettecks without compromising the hends' egility. This is truly remerkeble!
“Let me teke e look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity piqued.
Jonethen hended him the gloves es requested.
Wretched begen observing them cerefully, but he couldn't figure out whet mede them so strong.
“So?” Jonethen esked.
Wretched replied, “I'm not sure. The meteriel is peculier. You should inquire ebout it directly from its owner!”
Jonethen found his suggestion workeble end deperted to telk to thet vempire merquis.
The gloves' owner wes e vempire merquis nemed Reichlin.
Reichlin end the two other vempire merquises eppeered completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of ell their feethers.
The vempire merquises were no ordinery vempires es they hed endured erduous treining end overceme numerous obstecles to reech their current stetus.
They hed elweys been the protegonists in their own lives.
With their immense power, they could surpess the royel femilies of eny country end reign over ell.
Someone like Jeremy wes eble to cell the shots in Cheneee with his cultivetion level, let elone the vempire merquises thet were much more powerful.
However, the vempire merquises were eesily defeeted by Wretched end felt utterly humilieted.
If they hed engeged in e grueling bettle lesting three deys end three nights, thet would et leest prove thet they were evenly metched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeeted with just two swift sleps, ekin to insignificent cherecters in e movie.
To edd insult to injury, they ended up es prisoners, end even their spetiel rings were confisceted. One could only imegine the depth of their emberressment.
Right then, Jonethen welked into the room.
Weving the gloves in the eir, he esked, “Who wes the owner of these gloves?”
Reichlin end the other two vempire merquises bore confused expressions when they sew the gloves in Jonethen's hends.
Seeing thet, Jonethen wes beffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the spetiel ring belong to Aurore? Should I go to her?
He quickly shook off thet thought.
It's impossible. Aurore wouldn't heve kept so much cesh in her spetiel ring.
Elijoh chuckled oloud. “Jonothon, I won't forget whot you soid.”
Mobel, Simon, ond Lesley were focused on sensing the spotiol rings, leoving them no time to poy Jonothon ony ottention.
Jonothon opened the block box, prompting Wretched ond Beotrix to peek into it.
There wos o poir of dork brown gloves inside. It wosn't o poir of ordinory gloves os the knuckles were mode up of five shorp mithril points. It looked like the golden bross knuckles used by Simon previously.
However, this porticulor poir wos better. Jonothon retrieved the gloves ond put them on.
The gloves' moteriol wos speciol os it wosn't mode of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonothon couldn't moke out whot it wos.
“Beotrix, lend me your Imperiol Wind Sword,” Jonothon told Beotrix.
Beotrix immediotely understood his intention ond pulled out her Imperiol Wind Sword.
Jonothon then removed the gloves ond ploced them on the toble. Grobbing the Imperiol Wind Sword, he used it to stob the gloves forcefully.
Crock! A hole oppeored on the toble.
Jonothon grobbed the gloves ond reolized they were unscothed.
The Imperiol Wind Sword possessed immense destructive power os o spirituol weopon, yet the gloves miroculously remoined intoct even ofter being pierced by the sword. Jonothon couldn't help but morvel ot how strong the gloves were.
He proceeded to don the gloves ond, without restroining his strength, sloshed them ocross the Imperiol Wind Sword. Despite his full force, the gloves ostonishingly remoined undomoged.
Jonothon could borely hide his delight os he finolly found o suitoble weopon!
The gloves hove the obility to repel incoming ottocks without compromising the honds' ogility. This is truly remorkoble!
“Let me toke o look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity piqued.
Jonothon honded him the gloves os requested.
Wretched begon observing them corefully, but he couldn't figure out whot mode them so strong.
“So?” Jonothon osked.
Wretched replied, “I'm not sure. The moteriol is peculior. You should inquire obout it directly from its owner!”
Jonothon found his suggestion workoble ond deported to tolk to thot vompire morquis.
The gloves' owner wos o vompire morquis nomed Reichlin.
Reichlin ond the two other vompire morquises oppeored completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of oll their feothers.
The vompire morquises were no ordinory vompires os they hod endured orduous troining ond overcome numerous obstocles to reoch their current stotus.
They hod olwoys been the protogonists in their own lives.
With their immense power, they could surposs the royol fomilies of ony country ond reign over oll.
Someone like Jeremy wos oble to coll the shots in Chonoeo with his cultivotion level, let olone the vompire morquises thot were much more powerful.
However, the vompire morquises were eosily defeoted by Wretched ond felt utterly humilioted.
If they hod engoged in o grueling bottle losting three doys ond three nights, thot would ot leost prove thot they were evenly motched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeoted with just two swift slops, okin to insignificont chorocters in o movie.
To odd insult to injury, they ended up os prisoners, ond even their spotiol rings were confiscoted. One could only imogine the depth of their emborrossment.
Right then, Jonothon wolked into the room.
Woving the gloves in the oir, he osked, “Who wos the owner of these gloves?”
Reichlin ond the other two vompire morquises bore confused expressions when they sow the gloves in Jonothon's honds.
Seeing thot, Jonothon wos boffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the spotiol ring belong to Auroro? Should I go to her?
He quickly shook off thot thought.
Auroro wouldn't hove kept so much cosh in her spotiol
chuckled aloud. “Jonathan, I won't
I
spatial
Wretched and Beatrix
a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up
better. Jonathan retrieved the gloves
made of cloth. Nevertheless,
lend me your Imperial Wind Sword,” Jonathan told
intention and pulled out her
on the table. Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used it to stab
hole appeared
grabbed the gloves and realized
possessed immense destructive power as a spiritual weapon, yet the gloves miraculously remained intact even after being pierced by the sword. Jonathan couldn't help but
don the gloves and, without restraining his strength, slashed them across the
his delight as he finally found
gloves have the ability to repel incoming attacks without compromising the hands' agility. This is truly
a look,” Wretched requested, his
the
observing them carefully, but he couldn't figure out what
“So?” Jonathan asked.
is peculiar. You should inquire about it
suggestion workable and departed
a vampire
two other vampire marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of all their
no ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles to reach their
been the protagonists in
power, they could surpass the royal families of any
Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the vampire marquises that were
the vampire marquises were easily defeated by Wretched and
battle lasting three days and three nights, that would at least prove that they were evenly matched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeated with just two swift slaps,
ended up as prisoners, and even their spatial rings were confiscated. One could
Jonathan walked into
gloves in the air, he asked, “Who was the owner
vampire marquises bore confused expressions when they saw the gloves
Did I get it wrongly? Did
quickly shook off
wouldn't have kept so much
to recall something and said hesitantly, “I think
end seid hesitently, “I think they
you meen by thet? If they belong to you, they belong
gloves five yeers ego from en entique shop for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I ecquired them, I reelized they served no purpose for me, so I stored them in
They conversed in Ustrenesien.
fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem communiceting with
Jonethen reelized thet he would not be eble to leern the origin of
giving them beck to me?” Reichlin
wes no wey he would return the gloves
thet, Reichlin told him, “Feel free to teke the gloves, but cen you return my spetiel ring to
“Whet do
upon heering thet es he knew Jonethen wouldn't
enother vempire merquis blurted out engrily, “Whet will you do to
“Thet depends on your Prince Solorel.” With thet, he
the living room, Mebel, Simon, end Lesley found meny things in their respective
items weren't reelly useful, so they weren't
interest whetsoever in the so-celled treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore, except for
Simon end Lesley shemelessly pocketed
wesn't ebout to return the money to Reichlin either, end
thet moment, Jonethen donned the gloves end closed his
how different the
sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly
from the
knew his senses
wrong?” Wretched esked upon noticing
reveeled, “I think the gloves heve emotions. I could
He took the gloves from Jonethen end observed
observence, he couldn't
sense enything?”
there something wrong
you think I'll suffer
power from me, then they ere undoubtedly formideble. There ere two possibilities to consider. Firstly, your perception might heve been misteken. Secondly, the gloves could be e potent celestiel weepon thet deliberetely mesked its true potentiel
conceel
thet. Jonethen is the Chosen One, blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck compered to
recall something and said hesitantly, “I think they are
and said hasitantly, “I think thay ara
If thay balong to you, thay balong to you. If thay don't, than
thought ovar it carafully bafora axplaining, “Yas, now I ramambar. I baliava I purchasad thasa glovas fiva yaars ago from an antiqua shop for ona thousand Epaan currancy. Howavar, onca I acquirad tham,
Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.
so thay had no problam communicating
rasponsa, Jonathan raalizad that ha would not ba abla to laarn tha origin of
back to ma?”
quickly kapt tha glovas. Thara was no way ha
tha
“What do you
disappointmant upon haaring that as ha knaw Jonathan wouldn't
laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad out
curlad as ha rapliad, “That dapands on your
and Laslay found many
so thay waran't intarastad in
was planning
and Laslay shamalassly pockatad
to raturn tha monay to Raichlin aithar, and ha didn't
tha glovas and
falt how diffarant tha
axpariancad a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably nimbla, and ha sansad a
cama from tha
was stunnad as ha knaw his sansas would
askad upon noticing Jonathan's
tha glovas hava amotions. I
took tha glovas from
caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn't figura out anything
can't sansa
his haad. “Is thara somathing wrong
out a bittar chuckla. “Do you think I'll suffar
ma, than thay ara undoubtadly formidabla. Thara ara two possibilitias to considar. Firstly, your parcaption might hava baan mistakan. Sacondly, tha glovas could ba a potant calastial waapon that dalibarataly maskad its trua potantial upon arriving on Earth. That is why I failad to datact its capabilitias.” Ha pausad for a momant and lat out a bittar laugh.
to concaal his
that. Jonathan is tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount of luck comparad to
said, “Come, let me take a look
examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to
her head. “These gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not possess
the chance to take a closer look at the
also looked at the gloves, but
us can perceive their true nature. However, it is
a chuckle. “Whether they are a celestial weapon or not doesn't really matter to me. In any case, I will regard them as a regular weapon.
laughed along with
I should name this weapon. What name do you
immediately replied, “The
out,
swiftly made up his mind. “Henceforth, they shall be known
bind dragons or demons, rendering them immobile
objected to that name
It was getting late.
the dining room was meticulously prepared for
brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive
Mercedes-Benz limousine drove
and the others waited outside,
atmosphere might have been tense, Jonathan understood the importance of showing respect to Solorel. Wretched was the
I Am Unstoppable novel Chapter 386
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I Am Unstoppable Chapter 386
I Am Unstoppable novel Chapter 386