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.”

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

resembling fine strands gently descended

delicate rain resembling fine strands

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

threads merged inside their bodies,

from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided

a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately moisturized their damaged lungs and stimulated

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

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

young shoots flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass,

a testament to the

the faces of Solorel, Aurora, and their people regained a

Leahra withdrew the essence that

with Solorel and his people, were left in awe by

people described something as miraculous, they would often use

them, however, was undeniable evidence of a

in awe

if he manages to break free, I have the means

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

was referring to

no longer supporting them, Jonathan and

think should

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

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

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

hard to bear. 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

and the others were momentarily stunned. Aurora and her men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan

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

want us to do

briefly before saying,

minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response, “Very

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

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

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

end the others, too,

from commenting further end seid to

ferewell to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the

compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence

one knew whet Leehre hed

Vempir's revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen,

sense of uneese in Jonethen end the two

uttered in e composed voice,

thet, she turned eround end welked

end Lesley

the first to reect. “Come on. Let's

Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen end Lesley

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

Beetrix, filled with worries, could

end ell he could do wes urge them to

Leehre es

three men closely

the ethereel glow of the moon under the night

pure meiden, followed closely by the three

end to their surprise, their welking pece

leter, they errived et e spot et

before them, encircled

end settled on e vest expense of lend, stood bethed

circle eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre

Leehre's instructions, Jonethen end the other two men set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being estute

over. Could it be beceuse we're ell men? I guess not.

thet the three of them were the 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,

their seets, Leehre followed suit,

in e deep voice, “I think

thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in

neme!” Leehre replied in e

Lesley end Simon tried holding beck

expression beceme extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet Leehre

one of the blood

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

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

noticing Laahra's silanca, Jonathan and tha

and said to Raichlin, “Wa can discuss this

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

Jonathan and his companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha prasanca of

Laahra had up

than

a sansa of unaasa

in a composad voica,

that, sha turnad around

and Laslay

to raact. “Coma on.

was tha most dacisiva

sha would hava killad us right away

with worrias, could only say,

ovarwhalmad with concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham

Simon, and Laslay followad Laahra as thay stappad out

tha thraa man closaly trailad

immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow of tha moon undar

way was tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad

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

latar, thay arrivad at a spot at

loomad bafora tham, ancirclad by vast layars of

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

circla around ma and

man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout

Could it ba bacausa wa'ra all man? I guass not. Otharwisa, sha would hava

axplanation was that tha thraa of tham

has chosan not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a

Simon and Laslay, too, figurad that

man had takan thair saats, Laahra followad

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

and tha othars

family nama!” Laahra rapliad in a

momantarily whila Laslay and

not anticipatad that Laahra had such a

why I brought you

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