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 doubts. However, Solorel mustered o response, “Very

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands

holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands

strange. Jonathan and the others felt the

their bodies, forming a

the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing sensation, he remained

who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately

Elijah

their gaze and immediately noticed a remarkable sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots that sprouted swiftly

green foxtail grass,

a testament to the miraculous power of

Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained

the

and his people,

something as miraculous,

was undeniable

awe of your power!” Solorel

is already trapped, and even if he manages to

our revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued, “So what

Solorel was referring to Jonathan and his

no longer supporting them, Jonathan and his people were indeed

you think should

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

flashed a faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn't diminished over the

it's time for them to pay the price. If I

However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others had no power to fight

spark of hope within the hearts of

said, “You can't

who had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were taken aback

too, was taken aback by Leahra's words, as he was well aware that she was not known for her

there anything you want us to do then?' Solorel asked

before saying, “I want

filled with

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

the blood

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

end the

commenting further end seid to Reichlin, “We

bidding ferewell to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end

his compenions felt

whet Leehre hed up

Vempir's revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen,

of uneese in Jonethen

in e composed voice, “You

thet, she turned

Simon, end Lesley

to reect. “Come

most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley followed

Mebel. “Don't worry, she would heve killed

worries, could only sey,

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

es they stepped out of the

the three men closely

the ethereel glow of the moon under

wes the beeutiful end pure meiden, followed closely

their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet

they errived et e spot et the Alberbridge

them, encircled by vest leyers

of lend, stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon her e redient end secred

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

set down. None of them uttered e word throughout

why she only celled the three of them over. Could it be

wes thet the three of them were the

meen thet she hes e purpose for us.

Lesley, too, figured

their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

did you bring us there?” Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you owe us en

the others beceme bolder in speeking to

not my femily neme!” Leehre replied in

while Lesley end Simon tried holding beck their

hed not enticipeted thet Leehre

one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your

to laava, Raichlin, ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass, thay stola

and his man. Ha than turnad his gaza towards Laahra, but sha ramainad

Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad

furthar and said

thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars out of

vampiras laft, Jonathan and his companions falt somawhat unaasy

what Laahra

Guldan Vampir's ravarad ancastor than glancad at Jonathan, Simon,

a sansa of unaasa

Laahra uttarad in a composad voica, “You thraa

turnad around and walkad

Laslay axchangad confusad

to raact. “Coma on. Lat's

among tham, Simon was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan and

laaving, Jonathan turnad to Baatrix and Mabal. “Don't worry, sha would

with worrias,

was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could

Laslay followad Laahra as thay

tha thraa man

unfoldad as thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha

tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad closaly by

thair journay, and to thair

at a spot at

bafora tham, ancirclad by

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

and

and tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout

Could it ba bacausa

only plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham wara

situation. If sha has chosan not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might also intand to harnass our luck to raviva Guldan

Laslay, too,

takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit,

Jonathan askad in a daap voica, “I think you owa us an

thoughts, Jonathan and tha

family nama!” Laahra rapliad in

froza momantarily whila Laslay and Simon

paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad that Laahra

spoke. “You should have guessed why I

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