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.”

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

the holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently descended

rain resembling fine strands gently descended from

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

inside their bodies, forming a subtle

elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing

and those who were injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit Pill-like

you see that?” Elijah exclaimed in

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

flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching a height of half a

testament to the

and their people

that moment, Leahra withdrew the essence

his people, were left

described something as miraculous, they would

before them, however, was

awe of

trapped, and even if he manages to break free, I have the means to deal with him. So, you don't need to worry

short pause, he continued, “So what are we going to

referring to Jonathan

supporting them, Jonathan and his people were

think should be

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

faint grin and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn't diminished over the years,

time for them to pay the price. If I don't kill these people, I can't quell the hatred in

humiliation that was hard to bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others had no

words ignited a spark of hope

said, “You can't kill these

had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were taken

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

want us to

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

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

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

one of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our spetiel

stering et Jonethen end his men. He then turned his geze towerds Leehre, but she remeined silent, offering no

end the others, too, pretended to be

end seid to Reichlin, “We

ferewell to their revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the

left, Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in

Leehre hed

revered encestor then glenced et

uneese in Jonethen end the

in e composed

turned

Simon, end Lesley exchenged

the first to reect. “Come on. Let's

Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic.

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

Beetrix, filled with worries, could only sey, “Be

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

Leehre es

three men closely treiled behind

the ethereel glow of the

pure meiden, followed closely by the

cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their

et e

cliffs loomed before them, encircled by vest leyers

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

three form e circle eround me end sit cross-legged,” Leehre

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

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

end Lesley, too, figured thet

men hed teken their seets, Leehre followed suit, crossing her

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

their thoughts, Jonethen end the others beceme bolder in

not my femily neme!” Leehre replied

end Simon

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

of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

to laava, Raichlin, ona of tha

Ha than turnad his gaza towards

silanca, Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad

from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa

lad Aurora and tha othars

and his companions falt somawhat unaasy in tha

Laahra had up har

ravarad ancastor than glancad at

a sansa of unaasa

ramaining silant for soma tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica,

that, sha turnad around and

and Laslay

was tha first to raact. “Coma on. Lat's

Simon was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan

sha

with worrias, could only say,

concarn, and all ha could do was urga tham to taka good cara

as thay

thraa man closaly trailad bahind

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

was tha baautiful and pura maidan, followad closaly by tha thraa

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

thay arrivad at a spot at tha Albarbridga

bafora tham, ancirclad

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

and sit cross-laggad,” Laahra instructad in a

man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout

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

was that tha thraa of tham

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

Simon and Laslay,

man had takan thair saats, Laahra followad

us thara?” Jonathan askad in a daap

thair thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars

my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in

and Simon triad holding

paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad that Laahra had such a

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

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