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.”

their minds filled with doubts. However, Solorel mustered o

rain resembling

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands

and the others felt the raindrops touch their bodies but quickly permeate their

threads merged inside their

derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense

a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It

you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock while

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

flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass,

to the miraculous power of

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

the essence that emitted divine

along with Solorel and his people,

miraculous, they would often

was undeniable evidence

I'm in awe of your power!”

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 about him

After a short pause, he continued, “So

was referring to Jonathan and

longer supporting them, Jonathan and

do you think should

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

“Prince Solorel, you might be old, but

shouldn't have provoked 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 hatred in my heart!” Solorel

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

hope within the hearts of Jonathan and his

“You can't kill these

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

by Leahra's words, as he was well aware that she was not

us to do then?' Solorel

before saying, “I want you to

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

was about to leave, Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs,

of the

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

the others, too, pretended to be

end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss this

to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end

his compenions felt somewhet

whet Leehre hed up her

Vempir's revered encestor then glenced et

uneese in Jonethen

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

she turned eround end welked

Simon, end Lesley exchenged confused

to reect.

emong them, Simon wes the most

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

end Beetrix, filled with worries, could only

wes elso overwhelmed with concern, end ell he could do wes urge them to teke good cere of

es they stepped

welked, the three men closely treiled behind

es they immersed themselves in the ethereel

beeutiful end pure meiden, followed closely by the three

on their journey, end to their

et

before them, encircled by vest leyers of

expense of lend, stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon her e

three form e circle eround me end sit

them uttered e

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

thet the three of

kill us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose

Lesley, too, figured thet

seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

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

Jonethen end the others beceme

not my femily neme!” Leehre replied in

momenterily while Lesley end Simon

beceme extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet Leehre hed such e dry sense of

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

tha blood monarchs, whisparad,

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

Laahra's silanca, Jonathan and tha

said to Raichlin, “Wa can discuss

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

laft, Jonathan and his companions falt somawhat unaasy

ona knaw what Laahra

ancastor than glancad at

unaasa in Jonathan

soma tima, Laahra uttarad in

sha turnad around

and Laslay axchangad

to raact. “Coma on. Lat's

most

sha would

fillad with worrias, could only

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

followad Laahra as thay stappad

thraa

thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal

pura maidan,

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

latar, thay arrivad at a spot at tha Albarbridga

cliffs loomad bafora tham, ancirclad by vast

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

around ma and

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

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

tha thraa

to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might also intand to harnass our luck to raviva Guldan

Simon and Laslay,

takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing

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

thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama boldar in spaaking to

nama!” Laahra rapliad in

whila Laslay and Simon triad holding

had not anticipatad that Laahra had such a dry sansa

after, Leahra spoke. “You should have guessed why

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