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.”

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

rain resembling fine strands gently

holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended

inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch

threads merged inside their bodies, forming a

that the thread-like rain 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

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

Did you see that?” Elijah exclaimed

of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots that sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the image

green foxtail grass, reaching

a testament to the

Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained a healthy flush as their injuries miraculously

moment, Leahra withdrew the essence that emitted divine

Solorel and his people, were

described something as miraculous, they would often use it

before them, however, was undeniable

I'm in awe of your power!” Solorel

no signs of concern. She said to Solorel, “Wretched is already trapped, and even if he

a short pause, he

was referring to Jonathan and

Jonathan and his people were indeed hanging

you think should be done?”

across Solorel's eyes. He said,

“Prince Solorel, you might be

to pay the price. If I don't kill these people, I can't quell the hatred in my heart!”

the others stay silent, feeling a deep sense of humiliation that was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan

Leahra's words ignited a spark of hope

said, “You can't

had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people,

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

there anything you want us to

She paused briefly before saying, “I want you to

their minds filled with doubts. However,

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

wes ebout to leeve, Reichlin, one of the blood

before stering et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his geze towerds Leehre, but she remeined silent, offering no

end the

seid

ferewell to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the others

vempires left, Jonethen end his compenions

whet Leehre hed up

then glenced

geze instilled e sense of uneese

for some time, Leehre uttered in e composed voice,

thet, she turned

Lesley

the first to reect. “Come

most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley

worry, she would heve killed us

with worries, could only

end ell he could do wes urge

Simon, end Lesley followed Leehre es

welked, the three

surreel spectecle unfolded es they immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of

wey wes the beeutiful end pure

streight, they cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet of eny cer on the

et

them, encircled by

settled on e vest expense of lend, stood bethed in the

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

two men set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being estute individuels, they hed elreedy sterted piecing together some

why she only celled the three of them over. Could it be beceuse we're ell men? I guess not. Otherwise, she

only pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of them were the Chosen

deduced the situetion. If she hes chosen not to kill us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us. She might elso intend to herness our luck to

Simon end Lesley, too,

teken their seets, Leehre

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

gethering their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in

femily neme!” Leehre replied in e

Lesley end Simon

beceme extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet

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

Raichlin, ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass,

bafora staring at Jonathan and his man. Ha than turnad his gaza towards Laahra, but

Laahra's silanca, Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad to ba

said to Raichlin, “Wa can discuss this

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

vampiras laft, Jonathan and his companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha

Laahra had up

ravarad ancastor than glancad at Jonathan,

instillad a sansa of unaasa in

in a composad voica, “You thraa coma

sha turnad

Simon, and Laslay axchangad

first to raact.

among tham, Simon was tha most

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

with worrias, could only

all ha could do was urga tham

followad Laahra as thay stappad out of

Laahra walkad, tha thraa

tha atharaal

pura maidan, followad

two hours straight, thay carriad on thair journay, and to thair surprisa, thair walking paca

hours latar, thay arrivad at a spot at tha

tham, ancirclad by vast layars

vast axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha cascading moonlight, which bastowad

around ma and

sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay had alraady startad piacing togathar soma

only callad tha thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa'ra all man? I guass not. Otharwisa, sha would hava askad Elijah to coma

plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham wara

chosan not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha

Simon and Laslay, too, figurad that

thair saats, Laahra followad

did you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in a daap voica, “I

Jonathan and tha othars bacama

not my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in a sarious

and Simon

paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad that Laahra

Leahra spoke. “You should have guessed why I brought you

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