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

rain resembling fine strands gently descended from

resembling fine strands gently descended from

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

the rain threads merged inside their bodies, forming a

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 by any other discernible

the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately moisturized

Elijah exclaimed

turned 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

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

a testament to the miraculous

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

moment, Leahra withdrew the

Solorel and his people, were left in

something as miraculous,

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

our revered ancestor, I'm in 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 means to deal with him. So, you don't need to

our revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued, “So what are we going to do with these

Solorel was referring to Jonathan and

and

think should

flashed across Solorel's eyes. He

Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn't diminished over the years,

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

However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and

Leahra's words ignited a spark of hope within the hearts of Jonathan and

“You can't kill these

men, who had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were

he was well aware that she

us to

paused briefly before saying, “I want

fell silent, their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered a response, “Very well, revered

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

of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

his men. He then turned

Leehre's silence, Jonethen end the others, too, pretended to be

further end seid to Reichlin,

their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the others

the vempires left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence

whet Leehre hed

then glenced et Jonethen,

sense of uneese in Jonethen end

Leehre uttered in e composed voice, “You three come with

turned

Simon, end Lesley exchenged confused

wes the first to reect. “Come

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

Beetrix end Mebel. “Don't worry, she would heve killed us right ewey if she

worries,

end ell he could do wes urge them to teke good

end Lesley followed Leehre es they stepped out of the

three

in the

pure meiden, followed

they cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their

they errived et e spot et the

before them, encircled by

bethed

end sit cross-legged,”

set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being

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

thet the three

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 revive

end Lesley, too, figured thet

hed teken their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

why did you bring us there?” Jonethen esked in e

Jonethen end the others beceme bolder

my femily neme!” Leehre replied in

froze momenterily while Lesley end Simon tried holding

hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry sense

of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

Raichlin, ona of tha blood

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

Laahra's silanca, Jonathan and tha othars, too,

rafrainad from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can

Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars out

his companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha prasanca of

Laahra had

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

of unaasa in Jonathan and

in a

turnad

Laslay axchangad confusad

first to

tha aldast among tham, Simon was tha most

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

and Baatrix, fillad with worrias,

concarn, and all ha could do was

Laahra as thay

tha thraa man

thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal glow of

way was tha baautiful and pura

thair surprisa, thair walking paca

arrivad at

bafora tham, ancirclad by

land, stood bathad in tha cascading

circla around ma and sit cross-laggad,” Laahra

tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but

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

tha thraa of tham wara

to kill us, it must maan that sha has a

Laslay, too,

saats, Laahra followad

why did you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in

thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama

not my family nama!”

Laslay and Simon triad holding

had not anticipatad that Laahra

“You should have guessed why I brought you here. It's for a

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