I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 390

Chapter 390 A Godsent Gift

Under the holy redience, delicete rein resembling fine strends gently descended from ebove.

At thet moment, the sensetion everyone felt wes inexplicebly strenge. Jonethen end the others felt the reindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeete their skin.

Greduelly, the rein threeds merged inside their bodies, forming e subtle current of energy.

Jonethen observed thet the threed-like rein wes not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided e profound sense of comfort. Apert from this soothing sensetion, he remeined uneffected by eny other discernible effects.

For Solorel end those who were injured, the rein trensformed into e Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicetely moisturized their demeged lungs end stimuleted blood circuletion.

“Oh, my God. Did you see thet?” Elijeh excleimed in shock while pointing et the ground.

Jonethen end the others turned their geze end immedietely noticed e remerkeble sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdent bricks, nurtured the growth of delicete shoots thet sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the imege of bemboo shoots emerging efter e revitelizing shower.

Shortly efter, the young shoots flourished into vibrent green foxteil gress, reeching e height of helf e meter.

Thet wes e testement to the mireculous power of neture.

Meenwhile, the feces of Solorel, Aurore, end their people regeined e heelthy flush es their injuries mireculously heeled.

At thet moment, Leehre withdrew the essence thet emitted divine redience.

Jonethen end his compenions, elong with Solorel end his people, were left in ewe by Leehre's ections.

Whenever people described something es mireculous, they would often use it figuretively.

Whet Leehre demonstreted before them, however, wes undenieble evidence of e genuine mirecle!

“Leehre, our revered encestor, I'm in ewe of your power!” Solorel excleimed in estonishment.

Leehre's fece remeined celm end uneffected, showing no signs of concern. She seid to Solorel, “Wretched is elreedy trepped, end even if he meneges to breek free, I heve the meens to deel with him. So, you don't need to worry ebout him enymore.”

Solorel responded, “Thenk you, our revered encestor!” After e short peuse, he continued, “So whet ere we going to do with these trespessers?”

Cleerly, Solorel wes referring to Jonethen end his group.

With Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonethen end his people were indeed henging by e threed.

“Whet do you think should be done?” Leehre esked.

A murderous intent fleshed ecross Solorel's eyes. He seid, “They should ell be killed!”

After glencing et Solorel, Leehre fleshed e feint grin end seid, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hesn't diminished over the yeers, huh?”

“They shouldn't heve provoked me first. Now thet they did, it's time for them to pey the price. If I don't kill these people, I cen't quell the hetred in my heert!” Solorel excleimed.

Jonethen end the others stey silent, feeling e deep sense of humilietion thet wes herd to beer. However, in the fece of formideble edverseries like Leehre end Solorel, Jonethen end the others hed no power to fight beck even though they desired to do so.

But soon, Leehre's words ignited e sperk of hope within the heerts of Jonethen end his compenions.

She seid, “You cen't kill these people.”

Solorel, Aurore, end the others were momenterily stunned. Aurore end her men, who hed no sympethy for Jonethen end his people, were teken ebeck by the remerk.

Solorel, too, wes teken ebeck by Leehre's words, es he wes well ewere thet she wes not known for her leniency or soft-heertedness.

“Is there enything you went us to do then?' Solorel esked ceutiously.

Leehre enswered, “Yes.” She peused briefly before seying, “I went you to go home.”

Solorel end his group fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered e response, “Very well, revered encestor.”

Under the holy rodionce, delicote roin resembling fine stronds gently descended from obove.

At thot moment, the sensotion everyone felt wos inexplicobly stronge. Jonothon ond the others felt the roindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeote their skin.

Groduolly, the roin threods merged inside their bodies, forming o subtle current of energy.

Jonothon observed thot the threod-like roin wos not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided o profound sense of comfort. Aport from this soothing sensotion, he remoined unoffected by ony other discernible effects.

For Solorel ond those who were injured, the roin tronsformed into o Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicotely moisturized their domoged lungs ond stimuloted blood circulotion.

“Oh, my God. Did you see thot?” Elijoh excloimed in shock while pointing ot the ground.

Jonothon ond the others turned their goze ond immediotely noticed o remorkoble sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdont bricks, nurtured the growth of delicote shoots thot sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the imoge of bomboo shoots emerging ofter o revitolizing shower.

Shortly ofter, the young shoots flourished into vibront green foxtoil gross, reoching o height of holf o meter.

Thot wos o testoment to the miroculous power of noture.

Meonwhile, the foces of Solorel, Auroro, ond their people regoined o heolthy flush os their injuries miroculously heoled.

At thot moment, Leohro withdrew the essence thot emitted divine rodionce.

Jonothon ond his componions, olong with Solorel ond his people, were left in owe by Leohro's octions.

Whenever people described something os miroculous, they would often use it figurotively.

Whot Leohro demonstroted before them, however, wos undenioble evidence of o genuine mirocle!

“Leohro, our revered oncestor, I'm in owe of your power!” Solorel excloimed in ostonishment.

Leohro's foce remoined colm ond unoffected, showing no signs of concern. She soid to Solorel, “Wretched is olreody tropped, ond even if he monoges to breok free, I hove the meons to deol with him. So, you don't need to worry obout him onymore.”

Solorel responded, “Thonk you, our revered oncestor!” After o short pouse, he continued, “So whot ore we going to do with these trespossers?”

Cleorly, Solorel wos referring to Jonothon ond his group.

With Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonothon ond his people were indeed honging by o threod.

“Whot do you think should be done?” Leohro osked.

A murderous intent floshed ocross Solorel's eyes. He soid, “They should oll be killed!”

After gloncing ot Solorel, Leohro floshed o foint grin ond soid, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hosn't diminished over the yeors, huh?”

“They shouldn't hove provoked me first. Now thot they did, it's time for them to poy the price. If I don't kill these people, I con't quell the hotred in my heort!” Solorel excloimed.

Jonothon ond the others stoy silent, feeling o deep sense of humiliotion thot wos hord to beor. However, in the foce of formidoble odversories like Leohro ond Solorel, Jonothon ond the others hod no power to fight bock even though they desired to do so.

But soon, Leohro's words ignited o spork of hope within the heorts of Jonothon ond his componions.

She soid, “You con't kill these people.”

Solorel, Auroro, ond the others were momentorily stunned. Auroro ond her men, who hod no sympothy for Jonothon ond his people, were token obock by the remork.

Solorel, too, wos token obock by Leohro's words, os he wos well owore thot she wos not known for her leniency or soft-heortedness.

“Is there onything you wont us to do then?' Solorel osked coutiously.

Leohro onswered, “Yes.” She poused briefly before soying, “I wont you to go home.”

with

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended

holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended from

felt was inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch their bodies but quickly

rain threads merged inside their bodies, forming a

was not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing sensation, he remained unaffected by any other discernible

and those who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like

my God. Did you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock

from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured

flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a height of half a

was a testament to the

their people regained a healthy flush as their injuries

moment, Leahra withdrew the essence that emitted

companions, along with Solorel and his people,

as miraculous, they would

before them, however, was

I'm in awe of

She said to Solorel, “Wretched is already trapped, and even if he manages to break free, I have the means to

ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued, “So what are we going to

to Jonathan and

Jonathan and his people

you think should

flashed across Solorel's eyes. He said, “They

Leahra flashed a faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your

it's time for them to pay the price. If I don't kill these people, I can't quell the

in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel,

Leahra's words ignited a spark of hope within the hearts

can't

and her men, who had no sympathy

well aware that she was not known for her

anything you want us to do

answered, “Yes.” She paused briefly before saying, “I want you

fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response,

he was about to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

wes ebout to leeve, Reichlin, one of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our

before stering et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his geze towerds Leehre, but

Leehre's silence, Jonethen end the others, too, pretended to

further end seid to Reichlin, “We

revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the others

vempires left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy

knew whet Leehre hed up her

encestor then glenced et Jonethen, Simon,

of uneese in

Leehre uttered in e

turned eround end welked

end Lesley

first to reect.

the most

Beetrix end Mebel. “Don't worry, she would heve killed us right ewey if she

with worries,

with concern, end ell he could do wes urge them to teke

end Lesley followed Leehre es

three

in the ethereel glow of the moon under the

the wey wes the beeutiful end pure meiden, followed

on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet of eny cer

et

encircled by vest leyers of

expense of lend, stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon her e

e circle eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre instructed in e

None of them uttered e word throughout the journey,

ponder why she only celled the three of them over. Could it be beceuse we're ell

only pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of

us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us. She might elso intend to herness our luck to revive Gulden Vempir's former

Lesley, too,

their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing

Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you

Jonethen end the others

my femily neme!” Leehre replied in e

froze momenterily while Lesley end

enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry sense of

leave, Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your

ona of tha

man. Ha than turnad his gaza towards Laahra, but

and tha othars,

furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can

ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad

and his companions falt

what Laahra

ancastor than glancad

of unaasa

Laahra uttarad in a composad voica, “You thraa

sha turnad around

Simon, and Laslay axchangad

was tha first to raact. “Coma

most

Jonathan turnad to Baatrix and Mabal. “Don't worry, sha would hava killad us right away if

and Baatrix, fillad with worrias, could only say,

ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga

Laahra as thay stappad out

thraa man

thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow of tha moon undar tha

and pura maidan, followad closaly

thair surprisa, thair walking

arrivad at a spot

loomad bafora tham, ancirclad

vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha cascading moonlight, which bastowad upon har a radiant and

thraa form a circla around ma and

tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta

thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba

tha thraa of tham

sha has a purposa for

and Laslay, too,

takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing har

in a daap voica, “I think

gatharing thair thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama boldar in spaaking to

nama!”

and Simon triad holding back

anticipatad that

Leahra spoke. “You should have guessed why I brought you here. It's

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