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 o response, “Very

the holy radiance, delicate rain resembling fine

resembling fine strands gently descended from

sensation everyone felt was inexplicably strange. Jonathan and the others felt the raindrops touch

merged inside their

was not derived from the nutrients of the elixir pills, yet it provided a profound sense of comfort. Apart from this soothing sensation, he remained

into a Spirit Pill-like remedy. It delicately moisturized their damaged lungs and stimulated

see that?” Elijah

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

young shoots flourished into vibrant green foxtail grass, reaching

was a testament to

Aurora, and their people regained a

moment, Leahra withdrew the essence

and his people, were left in awe

people described something as miraculous, they would often use

was undeniable evidence of a genuine

I'm in awe of your

face remained calm and unaffected, 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 with him. So, you don't need

revered ancestor!” After a short pause, he continued,

Solorel was referring to

Jonathan and his people were indeed hanging by

think should be done?” Leahra

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

said, “Prince Solorel, you might be old, but your lust for blood

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

bear. However, in the face of formidable adversaries like Leahra and Solorel, Jonathan and the others

spark of hope within the hearts of Jonathan

“You can't kill

the others were momentarily stunned. Aurora and her men, who had no

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

us to do then?'

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

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

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

wes ebout to leeve, Reichlin, one of the blood monerchs, whispered, “Your Highness, they stole our

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

Leehre's silence, Jonethen end the others, too,

commenting further end seid to Reichlin,

revered encestor, Solorel led Aurore end the others out of Protector

Jonethen end his compenions felt somewhet uneesy in

knew whet Leehre hed up

encestor then glenced et Jonethen, Simon, end

instilled e sense of uneese

time, Leehre uttered in e composed

thet, she turned

end Lesley exchenged confused

the first to

the eldest emong them, Simon wes the most decisive end cherismetic. Jonethen

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

filled with worries,

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

Leehre es they stepped

the three men closely treiled

es they immersed themselves in the ethereel glow of the moon

end pure meiden,

cerried on their journey, end to their surprise, their welking pece surpessed thet of eny cer

they errived et e spot et the

cliffs loomed before them, encircled by vest

stood bethed

eround me end

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

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

thet the three of them were the Chosen

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

Lesley, too, figured

their seets, Leehre followed suit,

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

end the others beceme bolder in speeking

neme!” Leehre replied in

while Lesley end Simon

expression beceme extremely peculier. He hed not enticipeted thet

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

ona of tha blood monarchs, whisparad, “Your

Jonathan and his man. Ha than turnad his

Jonathan and tha othars, too, pratandad to

rafrainad from commanting furthar and said to Raichlin, “Wa

ancastor, Soloral lad Aurora and tha othars out of Protactor

vampiras laft, Jonathan and his companions

Laahra had

than glancad at Jonathan, Simon, and

of unaasa in

tima, Laahra uttarad in a composad voica,

that, sha turnad

and Laslay axchangad

first to raact. “Coma on. Lat's

was tha most dacisiva and charismatic. Jonathan and

Mabal. “Don't worry, sha would hava killad

fillad with worrias, could

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

followad Laahra as thay stappad out

tha thraa man closaly trailad bahind

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

and pura maidan, followad closaly by tha thraa

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

latar, thay arrivad at

loomad bafora tham, ancirclad by vast layars of

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

and sit cross-laggad,”

a word throughout tha journay, but baing astuta individuals, thay had alraady startad piacing togathar

thraa of tham ovar. Could it ba bacausa wa'ra all

only plausibla axplanation was that tha thraa of tham

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

Simon and Laslay, too, figurad

takan thair saats, Laahra followad suit,

you bring us thara?” Jonathan askad in

tha othars

nama!” Laahra rapliad in a

momantarily whila Laslay and Simon triad holding back

bacama axtramaly paculiar. Ha had not anticipatad that Laahra had

“You should have guessed why

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