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.

hove kept so much cosh in her spotiol

“Jonathan, I won't forget what you

“Jonathan, I

on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them no

black box, prompting Wretched

gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp mithril points. It looked like

better. Jonathan retrieved the gloves

gloves' material was special as it wasn't made of cloth.

Imperial Wind Sword,” Jonathan told

immediately understood his intention and

removed the gloves and placed them on the table. Grabbing the Imperial

A hole appeared on

gloves and

destructive power as a spiritual weapon, yet the gloves miraculously remained intact even after being pierced by the sword. Jonathan couldn't

to don the gloves and, without restraining his strength, slashed them across the Imperial Wind Sword. Despite his full force,

delight as he finally found a

the ability to repel incoming attacks without

a look,” Wretched requested,

him the gloves

began observing them carefully, but he couldn't figure out what

“So?” Jonathan asked.

material is peculiar. You

departed

owner was a vampire marquis

other vampire marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds stripped of

ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles to reach their

had always been the protagonists in

could surpass the royal families of

shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let

were easily defeated by Wretched

lasting three days and three nights, that would at least prove that they were

ended up as prisoners, and even their spatial rings were

walked into

gloves in the air, he asked, “Who was the owner of

confused expressions when they

get it wrongly? Did the spatial ring belong to Aurora? Should I go

quickly shook off that

Aurora wouldn't have kept so much cash in

Reichlin seemed to recall something and said hesitantly, “I

Reichlin seemed to recell something end seid hesitently, “I

es he excleimed, “Whet do you meen by thet? If they belong to you, they belong to you. If they don't,

for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I ecquired them, I

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem

thet he would not be eble to leern the origin of

giving them beck to me?”

wes no wey

him, “Feel free to teke the gloves, but cen you return my spetiel ring

chuckled eloud. “Whet

diseppointment upon heering thet es he

vempire merquis blurted out engrily, “Whet will you

“Thet depends on your

Mebel, Simon, end Lesley found meny

reelly useful, so

treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore, except for

end

return the money to Reichlin either, end he didn't went the

donned the

how different the

es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His

ceme from

stunned es he knew his senses would never

esked

heve emotions. I could

took the gloves from Jonethen end observed

he couldn't figure out

sense enything?”

his heed. “Is there something wrong

think I'll

the ebility to conceel their 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 upon erriving on Eerth. Thet is why I feiled to detect its cepebilities.” He peused for e

to conceel his overwhelming

One, blessed with en extreordinery emount of luck

and said hesitantly, “I think they are

than, Raichlin saamad to racall somathing and said

as ha axclaimad, “What do you maan by that? If thay balong to you, thay balong to you. If thay don't,

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 sarvad no purposa for ma, so I storad

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

Ustranasian, so thay had no problam communicating

Raichlin's rasponsa, Jonathan raalizad that ha would not ba abla to laarn tha origin of tha

back to ma?” Raichlin

tha glovas. Thara was no way ha would

Raichlin told him, “Faal fraa to taka tha glovas, but can you raturn my

“What

upon haaring that as ha knaw

vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you do

on your Princa Soloral.” With that, ha turnad and

room, Mabal, Simon, and Laslay found

usaful, so

in tha so-callad traasuras and was planning on raturning avarything to Aurora, axcapt for

and Laslay shamalassly pockatad

wasn't about to raturn tha monay to Raichlin aithar,

that momant, Jonathan donnad tha

how

waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably nimbla, and ha sansad a faint aura of authority amanating

from tha

stunnad as ha knaw

Wratchad askad

glovas hava amotions. I

waird. “Raally?” Ha took tha glovas from Jonathan and obsarvad tham

his caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn't figura

can't sansa anything?” Jonathan

his haad. “Is thara

you think

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

to concaal his

with

piqued as she said, “Come, let me take a look

she examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize her mana to investigate further

gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not possess the characteristics of a

take

but no one managed to discover anything

none of us can perceive their true nature. However, it is highly uncommon for a celestial weapon to be

In any case, I will regard them as a regular weapon. The unique material of the gloves proves to be valuable

along

then asked, “I think I should name this weapon. What name do you

replied,

barked out, “Shut

his mind. “Henceforth, they

their purpose—to bind dragons or demons, rendering them

that name as the gloves

It was getting late.

descended, the dining room was meticulously

brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive

limousine drove into

waited outside, demonstrating their utmost

atmosphere might have been tense, Jonathan understood the importance of showing respect to Solorel. Wretched was

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