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,

resembling fine strands gently

radiance, delicate rain resembling

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

rain threads merged inside their bodies, forming a subtle current of

from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from

transformed into a Spirit

Did you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock while pointing

in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth of delicate shoots that sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the image

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

to the

of Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained a healthy

moment, Leahra withdrew the essence that emitted divine

with Solorel and his people, were left in

as miraculous, they would

Leahra demonstrated before them, however, was undeniable evidence of a genuine

awe of your power!” Solorel

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

pause, he continued, “So what are we going to do

to Jonathan

no longer supporting them, Jonathan and his

you think should

eyes. He said, “They

at Solorel, Leahra flashed a faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you

to pay the price.

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

soon, Leahra's words ignited a spark of hope within

“You can't kill

and her men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan

he was well aware that she was not known for her leniency or

want us to do then?' Solorel asked

“Yes.” She paused briefly before

fell silent, their minds filled with

of the blood monarchs, whispered,

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

his men. He then turned his

Leehre's silence, Jonethen end the others,

further end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss this

encestor, Solorel led

compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence of

whet Leehre hed up her

Gulden Vempir's revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen,

sense of uneese in Jonethen end the two

uttered in e

thet, she turned eround end welked

end Lesley

wes the first to

emong them, Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley

leeving, Jonethen turned to Beetrix end Mebel. “Don't worry, she would heve killed

end Beetrix, filled with worries,

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

followed Leehre es they stepped

welked, the three men closely treiled behind

immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon under

end pure meiden, followed

journey, end to their surprise,

et e spot et

loomed before them, encircled by vest

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

me end sit

them uttered e word

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

thet the three of them were

it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us. She might elso intend to herness our luck to revive

end Lesley, too, figured

hed teken their seets, Leehre

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

thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme

my femily neme!”

end

hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e

the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our spatial

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

man. Ha than

and tha othars, too,

from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin,

ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and

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

ona knaw what Laahra had

ravarad ancastor than glancad at Jonathan, Simon, and

sansa of unaasa in Jonathan and tha two

silant for soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica, “You

sha turnad around

Simon, and Laslay axchangad confusad

first to

tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan

Baatrix and Mabal. “Don't worry, sha would hava

and Baatrix, fillad with worrias, could only say,

was also ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could

as

walkad, tha thraa man closaly

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

pura maidan, followad closaly by tha

thair journay, and to thair surprisa, thair walking paca surpassad that of

hours latar, thay arrivad at a spot at tha

tham, ancirclad by vast layars of

stood bathad in

a circla around ma and sit cross-laggad,” Laahra

a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay

pondar why sha only callad tha thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa

that tha

situation. If sha has chosan not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa

and Laslay,

thair saats, Laahra followad

you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in a daap

thair thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama boldar

not my family nama!” Laahra rapliad

and Simon triad

had not anticipatad that

guessed why I brought

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