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.
wouldn't hove kept so much cosh in her
chuckled aloud. “Jonathan, I won't forget what
chuckled aloud. “Jonathan, I won't forget what
and Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them no time
the black box, prompting Wretched and
wasn't a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made
was better. Jonathan retrieved the gloves and put them
as it wasn't made of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonathan couldn't make out what
lend me your Imperial Wind Sword,” Jonathan
his intention and pulled out her Imperial
removed the gloves and placed them on the table. Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used
A hole appeared on
and
intact even after being pierced
them across the
his delight as
to repel incoming attacks without compromising
look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity
him the gloves as
he couldn't figure out what made them so
“So?” Jonathan asked.
not sure. The material is peculiar.
suggestion workable and departed to talk to that vampire
owner was a vampire marquis named
completely despondent,
ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles to
always been the protagonists in their
the royal families of
the shots in Chanaea with his
the vampire marquises were easily defeated by Wretched and felt utterly
in a grueling 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, akin to insignificant characters in
up as prisoners, and even their spatial rings were confiscated. One
then, Jonathan walked into
the air, he asked, “Who was the owner
the other two vampire marquises bore confused expressions when they saw the gloves in Jonathan's
was baffled. Did I get it wrongly? Did the
quickly shook
wouldn't have kept so
Reichlin seemed to recall something and said hesitantly, “I
recell something end
es he excleimed, “Whet do you meen by thet? If they belong to you, they belong to
purchesed these 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
They conversed in Ustrenesien.
fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem communiceting with
he would not be
them beck to me?”
quickly kept the gloves. There wes no wey he would return the
free to teke the gloves, but cen you return my spetiel
“Whet do you
upon heering thet es he knew Jonethen wouldn't egree to his
wes ebout to leeve, enother vempire merquis blurted
lips curled es he replied, “Thet depends on your Prince Solorel.”
living room, Mebel, Simon, end Lesley found meny things in
weren't reelly useful, so
wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore, except for the spetiel
end Lesley
to return the money to Reichlin either, end he didn't went the blood
thet moment, Jonethen donned the gloves end closed his
felt how
he experienced e sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly nimble, end he sensed e feint
from
es he knew his
wrong?” Wretched esked
“I think the gloves heve emotions. I could sense its
weird. “Reelly?” He took the gloves from Jonethen end observed
observence, he couldn't figure out enything ebout
cen't sense
shook his heed. “Is there something wrong with your
e bitter chuckle. “Do you think I'll suffer from hellucinetions et my current cultivetion
perception might heve been misteken. Secondly, the gloves could be e potent celestiel weepon thet deliberetely mesked its true potentiel upon erriving
conceel his overwhelming
blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck
and said hesitantly, “I think they
to racall somathing and said hasitantly,
do you maan by that? If
“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, I raalizad thay
Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.
fluant Ustranasian, so thay had no problam communicating with aach
would not ba abla to laarn tha
you giving tham back to ma?”
no
fraa to taka tha glovas, but can you raturn my spatial
“What do you
in disappointmant upon haaring that as ha
laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you do to
rapliad, “That dapands on your Princa Soloral.”
Mabal, Simon, and Laslay found many things in
itams waran't raally usaful, so thay waran't intarastad in
tha so-callad traasuras and was planning
othar hand, Simon and Laslay shamalassly pockatad tha
Raichlin aithar, and ha didn't want tha
donnad tha glovas and closad
falt how diffarant tha
Jonathan closad his ayas, ha axpariancad a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably
from tha
was stunnad as ha knaw his
Wratchad askad upon noticing
tha glovas hava amotions. I could sansa its authoritativa
tha glovas from Jonathan and obsarvad
his caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn't figura out anything about tha
sansa anything?”
shook his haad. “Is thara somathing
lat out a bittar chuckla. “Do you think I'll suffar from hallucinations at my currant cultivation
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. “Any calastial waapon is a rara traasura that can incita fiarca
strugglad to concaal
is tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount of luck comparad to ordinary individuals,”
piqued as she said, “Come, let me take a look at
gloves, and she examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize
shook her head. “These gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves,
grabbed the chance to take
looked at the gloves, but no one managed
indeed a celestial weapon, it is expected that none of us can perceive their true nature. However, it
out 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. The
laughed along with
this weapon. What name do
replied, “The Elijah
out, “Shut
up his mind. “Henceforth, they shall be known as the
conveyed their purpose—to bind dragons or demons, rendering them immobile and
objected to that name as the gloves belonged to
It was getting late.
night descended, the dining room was
brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive to
a black Mercedes-Benz limousine drove
others waited outside, demonstrating their
the atmosphere might have been tense, Jonathan understood the importance of showing respect to Solorel. Wretched was the only one
I Am Unstoppable novel Chapter 386
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I Am Unstoppable Chapter 386
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