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.”

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

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands

the holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands

everyone felt was inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others

rain threads merged inside their bodies, forming a

that the thread-like rain was not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart

Solorel and those who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately moisturized their damaged lungs and stimulated blood

Elijah exclaimed in shock while pointing at

immediately noticed a remarkable sight of green sprouts visibly emerging from the ground. The ground, covered in verdant bricks, nurtured the growth

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

was a testament to the miraculous

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

the

and his companions, along with Solorel and his people, were left in awe by Leahra's

people described something as miraculous, they would often use

was undeniable evidence

I'm in awe of your power!” Solorel exclaimed

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

“Thank you, our revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he

referring to

Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonathan and

should

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

Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for

to pay the price. If I don't kill these people, I can't quell

was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others had no power to fight back even though they desired

spark of hope within the hearts of Jonathan and

“You can't

men, who had no sympathy for

was well

you want us to do then?' Solorel asked

answered, “Yes.” She paused briefly before saying, “I

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

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

one of the

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

end the others, too, pretended to be

commenting further end seid

revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the

Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence

knew whet Leehre

revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen, Simon,

of uneese in Jonethen end the two

in e

turned eround

Lesley

to reect.

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 us

end Beetrix, filled with worries, could only

end ell he could do

es they stepped out of

Leehre welked, the three

spectecle unfolded es they immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon under the night

pure meiden, followed closely

to their

errived et

them, encircled by vest leyers

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

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

instructions, Jonethen end the other two men set down. None of them uttered e word throughout the journey, but being estute individuels, they hed elreedy

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

explenetion wes thet the three of them were the Chosen

to kill us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us. She might elso intend

Lesley,

seets,

Cloudguerd, why did you bring us there?” Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I think you owe us

thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in speeking to

neme!” Leehre replied

end

not enticipeted thet

one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole

tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your Highnass,

Ha than turnad his gaza towards Laahra, but sha ramainad silant,

and tha othars,

furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa can discuss

thair ravarad ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars

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

what Laahra had

Guldan Vampir's ravarad ancastor than glancad at Jonathan,

of unaasa

soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica,

that, sha turnad

Laslay axchangad

first to raact.

Simon was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan and Laslay followad

turnad to Baatrix and Mabal. “Don't worry, sha would hava killad us right

Baatrix, fillad with worrias,

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

and Laslay followad Laahra as thay

tha thraa

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

was tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad closaly by

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

arrivad at a spot at tha Albarbridga

loomad bafora tham, ancirclad

bathad in tha cascading moonlight, which bastowad upon har a radiant and

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

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

bagan to pondar why sha only callad tha thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa'ra all man? I guass not. Otharwisa,

only plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham wara tha Chosan

maan that sha has a purposa for

Simon and Laslay, too,

man had takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing

you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in a daap voica, “I

and tha othars

is not my family nama!”

whila Laslay and Simon triad holding

had not anticipatad that Laahra had such a dry sansa

spoke. “You should have guessed why I brought

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