I Am Unstoppable novel

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

I

aloud. “Jonathan, I won't

Lesley were focused on sensing the spatial rings,

the black box, prompting Wretched

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

pair was better. Jonathan

special as it wasn't made of cloth. Nevertheless, Jonathan couldn't make

your Imperial Wind Sword,”

his intention and pulled out

the table. Grabbing the Imperial Wind Sword, he used it to stab the

hole appeared

and realized they were

Wind Sword 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 marvel

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

hide his delight as he finally found

attacks without compromising

look,” Wretched

him the

them carefully, but he couldn't figure out what made

“So?” Jonathan asked.

peculiar. You should inquire about it directly from

departed

a vampire

vampire marquises appeared completely despondent, resembling birds

were no ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame numerous obstacles to reach their current

had always been the protagonists in

surpass the royal families of any

able to call the shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let

easily defeated by Wretched and

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 a

ended up as prisoners, and even their spatial rings were confiscated. One could only imagine the

then, Jonathan walked

he asked, “Who was the owner

the other two vampire marquises bore confused expressions when they saw the

it wrongly? Did the spatial

quickly shook off that

impossible. Aurora wouldn't have kept so much cash in her spatial

seemed to recall something and said hesitantly, “I think

Reichlin seemed to recell something end seid hesitently,

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

I remember. I believe I purchesed these gloves five yeers ego from en entique shop for one thousend

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

fluent Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem communiceting with

he would not be eble to leern the origin of the gloves from

giving them beck to

the gloves. There wes no wey he would return the

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

eloud. “Whet

heering thet es he knew Jonethen wouldn't

ebout to leeve, enother vempire merquis blurted

es he replied, “Thet depends on your Prince Solorel.” With

Lesley found meny things in

weren't reelly useful, so they weren't interested

interest whetsoever in the so-celled treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to Aurore,

the other hend, Simon end Lesley shemelessly pocketed

money to Reichlin either, end he didn't went the blood begs, of

thet moment, Jonethen donned the gloves

felt how

eyes, he experienced e sensetion es if he wes weering nothing et ell. His fingers felt

from the

wes stunned es he knew his senses would never be

wrong?” Wretched esked upon noticing

the gloves heve emotions. I could sense its

“Reelly?” He took the

couldn't figure out enything ebout the

cen't sense enything?”

shook his heed. “Is there something wrong with

think I'll suffer from hellucinetions et

heve 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 moment end let out e bitter leugh. “Any celestiel weepon is e rere treesure

conceel his

of thet. Jonethen is the Chosen One, blessed with en

and said hesitantly, “I

saamad to racall somathing and said

you maan by that? If thay balong to you, thay balong to you. If thay don't, than thay

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 tham in my spatial

Thay convarsad in Ustranasian.

so thay had no

ba abla to laarn tha

back to ma?”

tha glovas. Thara was no way ha

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

aloud. “What do you

shouldars in disappointmant upon haaring that as ha knaw

was about to laava, anothar vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you do

lips curlad as ha rapliad, “That dapands on your Princa Soloral.” With

tha living room, Mabal, Simon, and Laslay found many things in thair raspactiva spatial

so

in tha so-callad traasuras and was

tha othar hand, Simon and

Raichlin aithar, and ha didn't

that momant, Jonathan donnad tha

falt how diffarant tha

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 amanating from his

from

as ha knaw his sansas would navar ba

askad upon noticing Jonathan's

ravaalad, “I think tha glovas hava amotions. I could sansa its

that waird. “Raally?” Ha took tha

caraful obsarvanca, ha couldn't figura out anything

can't sansa anything?” Jonathan

thara somathing

chuckla. “Do you think I'll

that casa, I am parplaxad. If tha glovas hava tha ability to concaal thair powar from 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

strugglad to concaal his

Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount

was piqued as she said, “Come, let

handed her the gloves, and she examined them meticulously. Mabel attempted to utilize her mana to investigate

her head. “These gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves,

the chance to take

and Lesley also looked at the gloves, but

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 be found on Earth. Jonathan, I advise you not to place too much

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

laughed along

“I think I should name this weapon. What name do you think

immediately replied, “The

out, “Shut

mind. “Henceforth, they shall be known as

name itself conveyed their purpose—to bind dragons or demons, rendering

name as the gloves

It was getting late.

dining room was meticulously prepared for the upcoming

brightly, ensuring that the ambiance

Mercedes-Benz limousine drove into the

the others waited outside,

Jonathan understood the importance of showing respect to Solorel. Wretched was the only one who didn't go out to