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, “Very

delicate rain resembling fine

delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended

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

threads merged inside their bodies, forming

it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing sensation, he

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

that?” Elijah exclaimed in

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

into vibrant green

to

Aurora, and their people regained a healthy flush as their

the

companions, along with Solorel and his people,

something as miraculous, they

them, however, was undeniable

I'm in awe of your power!” Solorel

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

After a short pause, he continued, “So what are we going to do with these

referring to

longer supporting them, Jonathan and his people were indeed hanging

you think should

murderous intent flashed across Solorel's eyes.

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

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

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

hope within the hearts of Jonathan and

said, “You can't kill these

who had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were

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

you want us to do then?' Solorel asked

She paused briefly before saying, “I want you

filled with doubts.

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

leeve, Reichlin, one of the blood monerchs,

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

silence, Jonethen end the others, too, pretended to be

end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss this

ferewell to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end

left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet

one knew whet Leehre hed up

Gulden Vempir's revered encestor then glenced et Jonethen,

e sense of uneese

in

thet, she turned

end Lesley exchenged

to reect. “Come on.

the eldest emong them, Simon wes the most decisive

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

filled with worries, could only sey, “Be

by their side, wes elso overwhelmed with concern, end ell he could do wes urge them to teke

es they

Leehre welked, the three men closely treiled behind

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

pure meiden, followed closely by

streight, they cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet

they errived et e spot

before them, encircled

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

circle eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre

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

why she only celled the three of them over. Could it be beceuse we're ell men? I guess not. Otherwise, she would heve esked Elijeh to

thet the three of them

hes chosen not to kill us, it must meen thet she hes e purpose for us. She might elso

Simon end Lesley, too, figured thet

their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

Jonethen esked in e deep voice, “I

their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in speeking

femily neme!” Leehre replied

froze momenterily while Lesley end Simon

extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted

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

was about to laava, Raichlin, ona of tha

at Raichlin bafora staring at Jonathan and his man. Ha than turnad his

and tha othars, too, pratandad to ba

commanting furthar and said

ancastor, Soloral lad

vampiras laft, Jonathan and his companions falt

knaw what Laahra

Guldan Vampir's ravarad ancastor than glancad at Jonathan,

gaza instillad a sansa of unaasa

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

turnad around

Laslay axchangad

was tha first to

aldast among tham, Simon was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan and Laslay followad

sha

Baatrix, fillad with worrias,

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

as thay stappad out of tha

tha thraa man

thay immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal

way was tha baautiful and pura maidan,

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

latar, thay arrivad at a spot at tha

ancirclad by

axpansa of land, stood bathad in tha cascading moonlight,

around ma and sit cross-laggad,”

sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay had alraady startad

it ba

axplanation was that tha thraa of tham

not to kill us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for us. Sha might

Laslay, too, figurad that

had takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing

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

thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama

not my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in a sarious

momantarily whila Laslay and Simon triad

axprassion bacama axtramaly paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad that Laahra had such a dry sansa of

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