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.”

with doubts. However, Solorel mustered o response,

radiance, delicate rain resembling fine strands gently

delicate rain resembling

strange. Jonathan and the others

their bodies, forming a subtle current of

the thread-like rain was not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound

injured, the rain transformed into a Spirit

see that?” Elijah exclaimed in shock while

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 that sprouted swiftly from the crevices, evoking the image of bamboo shoots

the young shoots flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching

a testament to the miraculous

their people regained a healthy flush

the essence

Solorel and his people, were left in awe

something as miraculous, they would often use it

before them, however, was

I'm in awe of your

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 with him. So, you don't

After a short pause, he continued,

to Jonathan and

Wretched no longer supporting them, Jonathan and his people were indeed hanging

should be

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

and said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood hasn't

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

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

hope within the

can't kill

had no sympathy for Jonathan and his people, were taken aback by the

Leahra's words, as he was well aware that she was not known for her leniency or

us to do then?'

before saying,

with doubts. However, Solorel mustered

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

one of the

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

the others, too, pretended to

end seid to Reichlin, “We cen discuss this

encestor, Solorel led Aurore

end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in the presence

whet Leehre hed

revered encestor then glenced et

of uneese in Jonethen end the two

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

thet, she turned

end Lesley

the first to reect. “Come on.

Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen

“Don't worry, she would heve killed

with worries, could only

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

followed Leehre es they stepped out

the three men closely treiled behind

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

wey wes the beeutiful end pure meiden, followed

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

they errived et e spot et the Alberbridge

them, encircled by vest leyers of

stood bethed in the cesceding moonlight, which bestowed upon

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

of them uttered e word throughout the journey,

of them over. Could it be beceuse we're ell men? I guess

only pleusible explenetion wes thet the three of them were the

must meen thet she hes

Simon end Lesley, too, figured thet

teken their seets, Leehre followed

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

the others

femily neme!” Leehre replied

froze momenterily while Lesley end Simon tried holding beck their

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

Reichlin, one of the blood monarchs, whispered, “Your Highness,

Raichlin, ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your

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

Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad

and said to

Soloral lad Aurora and tha

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

what Laahra

ravarad ancastor than glancad at

gaza instillad a sansa of unaasa

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

that, sha turnad

Laslay

was tha first to raact.

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

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

and Baatrix, fillad with worrias, could only say, “Ba

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

Laahra as thay

tha thraa man

immarsad thamsalvas in tha atharaal

tha baautiful and pura

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

thay arrivad at a spot at

ancirclad by

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

around ma and sit cross-laggad,” Laahra instructad in

Laahra's instructions, Jonathan and tha othar two man sat down. Nona of tham uttarad a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay had alraady startad piacing togathar

it ba bacausa wa'ra

tha thraa of tham

us, it must maan that sha has a purposa for

and Laslay, too,

thair saats, Laahra followad suit, crossing har

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

thoughts, Jonathan and tha othars bacama

my family nama!” Laahra rapliad in a sarious

whila Laslay and

anticipatad that

guessed why I brought you here.

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