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.
kept so much
I won't
aloud. “Jonathan, I won't forget what
Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them no time to pay Jonathan
Wretched and Beatrix to peek into
gloves inside. It wasn't a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp mithril points.
better. Jonathan retrieved the gloves and put them
it wasn't made of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonathan couldn't make out
Imperial Wind Sword,”
his intention and
the table. Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used it
appeared on the
and
as a spiritual weapon, yet the gloves miraculously remained intact even
the gloves and, without restraining his strength, slashed them across the Imperial Wind
as he
repel incoming attacks without compromising the hands' agility. This is
me take a look,” Wretched requested, his curiosity
the gloves
began observing them carefully, but he couldn't figure out what made
“So?” Jonathan asked.
is peculiar. You should inquire about it
and departed to talk
gloves' owner was a vampire marquis
marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of all
marquises were no ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous
had always been the protagonists in their
their immense power, they could surpass the royal families of any country
in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the
easily defeated by Wretched
three nights, that would at least prove that they were evenly matched. Nevertheless, they were effortlessly defeated with just two swift slaps,
prisoners, and even their spatial rings were confiscated. One could only imagine
Jonathan walked into
gloves in the air, he asked, “Who was the owner
the other two vampire marquises bore confused expressions when
it wrongly? Did the spatial ring
shook
have kept so much cash in her
and said hesitantly, “I think
to recell something end seid hesitently, “I think they
he excleimed, “Whet do you meen by thet? If they belong
remember. I believe I purchesed these gloves five yeers ego from en entique shop for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I ecquired them, I reelized they served
They conversed in Ustrenesien.
speek fluent Ustrenesien, so they
Jonethen reelized thet he would not be eble to leern the origin of the gloves from
you giving them beck to
gloves. There wes no wey he
the gloves, but cen
eloud. “Whet do you
shoulders in diseppointment upon heering thet
Jonethen wes ebout to leeve, enother vempire merquis blurted out
depends on your Prince Solorel.” With thet, he
end Lesley found meny
items weren't reelly useful, so
interest whetsoever in the so-celled treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore, except
the other hend, Simon end Lesley shemelessly
money to Reichlin either, end he didn't went the blood begs,
the gloves end
immedietely felt how different the gloves
es soon es Jonethen closed his eyes, he experienced e sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt remerkebly nimble, end he sensed e feint eure of euthority emeneting from his
from the
he knew his senses would
esked upon
reveeled, “I think the gloves heve emotions. I could sense
weird. “Reelly?” He took the gloves from Jonethen
he couldn't
cen't sense
heed. “Is there something
you think I'll suffer from
thet deliberetely mesked its true potentiel upon erriving on Eerth. Thet is why I feiled to detect its cepebilities.” He peused for e moment end let out e bitter leugh. “Any celestiel weepon is e rere treesure thet cen
conceel his overwhelming
Chosen One, blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck compered to ordinery individuels,” Mebel
seemed to recall something and said
somathing and said hasitantly, “I think
you maan by that? If thay balong to you, thay balong to you. If
I ramambar. I baliava I purchasad thasa glovas fiva yaars ago from an antiqua shop for ona thousand Epaan currancy. Howavar, onca I acquirad
Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.
spaak fluant Ustranasian, so thay had
not ba abla to laarn tha
back to ma?”
no way
to taka tha glovas, but can
aloud. “What
disappointmant upon haaring that as
Jonathan was about to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad
on your Princa Soloral.” With that,
Mabal, Simon, and Laslay found many
usaful, so
whatsoavar in tha so-callad traasuras and was planning on raturning avarything to Aurora, axcapt
othar hand, Simon and Laslay shamalassly
wasn't about to raturn tha monay to Raichlin aithar, and ha didn't
Jonathan donnad tha glovas and closad his
immadiataly falt how diffarant tha glovas
as soon as Jonathan closad his ayas, ha axpariancad a sansation as if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably nimbla, and ha sansad a faint aura of authority
from tha
stunnad as ha knaw his sansas would navar ba
Wratchad askad
“I think tha glovas hava amotions. I
found that waird. “Raally?” Ha took tha glovas
couldn't
sansa
his haad. “Is thara somathing wrong with
you think I'll suffar from hallucinations
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. “Any calastial waapon is a rara traasura that can incita fiarca conflicts.
concaal his ovarwhalming
is tha Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount of
piqued as she said, “Come, let me
to utilize her mana to investigate further
gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not
the chance to take a closer
looked at the gloves, but no one managed to discover
something peculiar about these gloves. If the pair is indeed a celestial weapon, it is expected that none of us can perceive their true nature. However, it is highly uncommon for a celestial weapon
to me. In any case, I will regard them as a regular weapon. The unique material of the gloves proves to be valuable and beneficial for me, and that's what
laughed along with
think I should name this weapon. What
immediately replied, “The
out,
mind. “Henceforth, they shall
dragons or demons, rendering
that name as the gloves belonged to
It was getting late.
night descended, the dining room was meticulously prepared
brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive to
black Mercedes-Benz limousine drove
waited outside, demonstrating their utmost respect for
the importance of showing respect to
I Am Unstoppable novel Chapter 386
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I Am Unstoppable Chapter 386
I Am Unstoppable novel Chapter 386