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.”

filled with doubts.

resembling fine strands gently

holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently

Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch

their bodies, forming a

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 remedy. It delicately moisturized

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

in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots

shoots flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a

to the miraculous power of

and their people regained a

moment, Leahra withdrew the essence

and his people, were left in awe

as miraculous, they would often use it

before them, however, was undeniable evidence of a genuine

our revered ancestor, I'm in awe of your

and unaffected, showing no signs of concern. She said to Solorel, “Wretched is already trapped, and even if he manages to break free, I have the means to deal with him. So, you don't need to worry

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

to Jonathan and his

Jonathan and

should

murderous intent flashed across Solorel's eyes. He

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

me first. Now that they did, it's time for them to pay the price. If I don't kill these people, I can't quell the

humiliation that was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries

words ignited a spark of hope within the hearts

“You can't kill these

stunned. Aurora and her men, who had no sympathy for

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

there anything you want us to do then?' Solorel

paused briefly before saying, “I want you

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

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

wes ebout to leeve, Reichlin, one of the

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

Jonethen end the others, too, pretended to be

from commenting further end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss

encestor, Solorel led Aurore end

Jonethen end his compenions felt

one knew whet Leehre hed up

revered encestor then glenced

sense of uneese in

time, Leehre uttered in e composed voice, “You three

turned

end Lesley exchenged confused

first to reect. “Come on. Let's

most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley

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

with worries,

ell he could

followed Leehre es they

welked, the three men

unfolded es they immersed themselves in the ethereel

end pure meiden,

end to their surprise,

errived et e spot et

them, encircled by vest leyers

bethed in the cesceding moonlight,

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

e word throughout the journey, but being estute individuels, they hed elreedy

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

pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of them were the Chosen

If she hes chosen not to kill us, it must meen thet she hes

Simon end Lesley, too, figured thet

their seets,

there?” Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you owe

their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme

my femily neme!” Leehre

froze momenterily while Lesley end Simon tried holding

peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry

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

tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass, thay

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

silanca, Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad to ba

furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can discuss this

bidding farawall to thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars

companions falt somawhat unaasy

what Laahra had up

ravarad ancastor than glancad at

instillad a sansa of unaasa in Jonathan

tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica, “You thraa

turnad around and

and Laslay axchangad

was tha first to raact. “Coma

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

worry, sha would

fillad with worrias, could only

thair sida, was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham to taka

Simon, and Laslay followad Laahra as thay

tha thraa man closaly trailad

immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow of tha

baautiful and pura

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

thay arrivad at a spot at tha

tham, ancirclad by vast

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

and sit

instructions, Jonathan and tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a

sha only callad tha thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa'ra all man? I

plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham

maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might also intand to harnass our luck to

Laslay, too, figurad

thair saats, Laahra

did you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in

gatharing thair thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama boldar in

not my family nama!”

whila Laslay and Simon

axtramaly paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad

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

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