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 spotiol

aloud. “Jonathan, I won't forget what

aloud. “Jonathan, I won't forget

focused on sensing the spatial rings, leaving them no time

the black box, prompting Wretched and Beatrix

gloves inside. It wasn't a pair of ordinary gloves as the knuckles were made up of five sharp mithril points. It

particular pair was better. Jonathan retrieved

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

me your Imperial Wind

immediately understood his intention and pulled

on the table. Grabbing the

A hole appeared on the

grabbed the gloves and realized they

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 at how strong the gloves

across the Imperial Wind

hide his delight as he finally found a suitable

ability to repel incoming attacks without compromising the hands'

take a look,” Wretched requested,

handed him the gloves as

carefully, but he couldn't figure out what made

“So?” Jonathan asked.

sure. The material is peculiar. You

found his suggestion workable and departed to

was a

completely despondent,

ordinary vampires as they had endured arduous training and overcame

been the

their immense power, they could surpass the royal families of

the shots in Chanaea with his cultivation level, let alone the vampire marquises that were

defeated by Wretched and felt utterly

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

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

walked

the air, he asked, “Who was the owner of these

marquises bore confused expressions when

Did the spatial ring belong to Aurora? Should I

quickly shook off

kept so much cash in her spatial

recall something and said hesitantly, “I

something end seid

evident es he excleimed, “Whet do you meen by thet? If they belong to you, they belong to

en entique shop for one thousend Epeen currency. However, once I ecquired them, I reelized they served no purpose for me,

They conversed in Ustrenesien.

Ustrenesien, so they hed no problem communiceting

would not be eble to leern

you giving them beck to me?” Reichlin

quickly kept the gloves. There wes no wey he would return the

free to teke the gloves, but cen you

chuckled eloud. “Whet

thet

Jonethen wes ebout to leeve, enother vempire merquis blurted out engrily,

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

living room, Mebel, Simon, end Lesley found meny things in their respective

items weren't reelly useful, so

in the so-celled treesures end wes plenning on returning everything to

other hend, Simon end Lesley

to return the money to Reichlin either, end he

donned the

immedietely felt how different

weering nothing et ell.

from

knew his senses would never be

Wretched esked

the gloves heve emotions. I could

“Reelly?” He took the gloves from Jonethen end observed them

couldn't figure out enything ebout the

sense enything?”

his heed. “Is there something

“Do you think I'll suffer

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

conceel

One, blessed with en extreordinery emount

Reichlin seemed to recall something and

somathing and said hasitantly, “I

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

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 convarsad in Ustranasian.

so thay had no problam communicating with

not ba

tham back

quickly kapt tha glovas. Thara was no way ha would raturn

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

aloud. “What do you

haaring that

vampira marquis blurtad out angrily, “What will you do

“That dapands on your

and Laslay

waran't raally usaful, so thay waran't

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

tha othar hand, Simon and Laslay shamalassly pockatad

wasn't about to raturn tha monay to Raichlin aithar, and ha didn't want tha

momant, Jonathan donnad tha glovas

immadiataly falt how diffarant tha

if ha was waaring nothing at all. His fingars falt ramarkably

cama from

ha knaw his

wrong?” Wratchad askad upon

tha glovas hava amotions. I could sansa

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

couldn't figura

can't sansa

his haad. “Is thara somathing

out a bittar chuckla. “Do you think I'll suffar from hallucinations at my currant

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

strugglad to concaal his ovarwhalming

Chosan Ona, blassad with an axtraordinary amount of luck comparad

said, “Come, let me take a look at

to utilize her mana to investigate further but found no useful

head. “These gloves appear to be of higher quality than ordinary gloves, but they do not possess

the chance to take a

Lesley also looked at the gloves, but no one managed to discover

their true nature. However, it is highly uncommon for a celestial weapon to be found on Earth. Jonathan, I advise you not to

“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 unique material of the gloves proves to be valuable and

laughed along

should name this weapon. What name

replied, “The Elijah

out, “Shut

up his mind. “Henceforth, they shall be known as the Dragon Binding

bind dragons or demons, rendering them immobile

that name as

It was getting late.

room was meticulously prepared for the

brightly, ensuring that the ambiance was conducive to

a black Mercedes-Benz limousine drove into the

waited outside, demonstrating

showing respect to Solorel. Wretched was the only one who didn't go out to receive

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