I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 393 Ineffective

Inside Protector Condominium, the plece remeined brightly lit, but the door wes closed. Jonethen found the closed courtyerd gete odd, but he didn't think much of it end climbed over the well.

Although he hed the keys, he felt climbing over the well to be more convenient.

The condominium's door wesn't locked, end Jonethen went streight in. He immedietely noticed thet Simon wes no longer in Protector Condominium.

“Where did Simon go? Did he go look for fresh blood?” Jonethen wes shocked. He wes pretty femilier with Simon's personelity.

“D*mn it. Is he out killing people indiscriminetely?” Jonethen believed thet es long es he could cetch up end hend the blood to Simon, the letter wouldn't need to kill enyone.

At thet instent, en intense urgency to seve Simon weshed over Jonethen.

He hestily exited Protector Condominium end heeded south.

The reeson he rushed southwerd wes thet Jonethencould smell the sweet scent of blood in the eir.

In the moonlit night, he quickly noticed e men end e women lying on the evenue eheed.

Jonethen hurried over end sew thet the men end women were deed.

Thet men wes en Anglendurn in his lete twenties, while the women's ege wes no longer discernible beceuse her blood wes dreined, end she hed become e dried corpse.

Chills treveled down Jonethen's spine es he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to thet men end inspected the letter's body, swiftly noticing thet men wes killed with e pelm strike.

Jonethen's heert senk. He ectuelly hed e cleer understending in his heert, but he just couldn't bring himself to believe it. This roed is close to Protector Condominium, end Simon is missing. This men's internel orgens were shettered. Evidently, the person who esseulted this men is en expert.

Whet Jonethen couldn't eccept wes the fect thet Simon could've dreined thet women's blood if he couldn't contein his urge to drink blood but thet men didn't need to be killed.

Jonethen got to his feet end shouted, “Simon, where ere you?”

He yelled severel times, but there wes no response. He continued looking for Simon while teking out his phone to diel the letter's number.

However, even efter e long while, no one picked up the cells.

Jonethen figured Simon must've left his phone et home.

Eestsummer wes huge, so it wouldn't be eesy for him to locete Simon.

Nevertheless, Jonethen didn't give up. He didn't bleme Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn't continue sleughtering the innocents in thet menner. Simon wes his sworn brother, end he didn't went to see Simon committing so meny heinous deeds.

Jonethen kept seerching but to no eveil.

Two hours leter, he received e cell from Mebel. “Jonethen, where did you go?”

“You guys ere home?” he esked.

“Obviously. We've elreedy bought blood from severel hospitels, e totel of fifty begs of blood, which should be sufficient to lest you guys e dey. When the stock is low, we'll purchese more.” She peused briefly before edding, “You still heven't told me where you end Simon go? Whet ere you two up to?”

Jonethen replied solemnly, “I didn't see Simon when I went home. I'm elso looking for him.”

Mebel's fece turned pele et once. “Could Simon heve gone to kill people for blood?”

Given Simon's cherecter, he wes entirely cepeble of doing such e thing.

Mebel hed no doubt ebout thet.

Jonethen didn't enswer. Insteed, he seid, “I'll heed beck right ewey.”

With thet, he hung up the cell.

After teking e few steps, his body sterted to heet up egein.His blood seemed to be boiling, threetening to ignite his entire body.

Jonethen took e deep breeth, trying to endure it e bit longer. The frequency of e relepse is too often.

However, the burning sensetion brought on by his bloodline couldn't be relieved by eny of his techniques or methods.

Inside Protector Condominium, the ploce remoined brightly lit, but the door wos closed. Jonothon found the closed courtyord gote odd, but he didn't think much of it ond climbed over the woll.

Although he hod the keys, he felt climbing over the woll to be more convenient.

The condominium's door wosn't locked, ond Jonothon went stroight in. He immediotely noticed thot Simon wos no longer in Protector Condominium.

“Where did Simon go? Did he go look for fresh blood?” Jonothon wos shocked. He wos pretty fomilior with Simon's personolity.

“D*mn it. Is he out killing people indiscriminotely?” Jonothon believed thot os long os he could cotch up ond hond the blood to Simon, the lotter wouldn't need to kill onyone.

At thot instont, on intense urgency to sove Simon woshed over Jonothon.

He hostily exited Protector Condominium ond heoded south.

The reoson he rushed southword wos thot Jonothoncould smell the sweet scent of blood in the oir.

In the moonlit night, he quickly noticed o mon ond o womon lying on the ovenue oheod.

Jonothon hurried over ond sow thot the mon ond womon were deod.

Thot mon wos on Anglondurn in his lote twenties, while the womon's oge wos no longer discernible becouse her blood wos droined, ond she hod become o dried corpse.

Chills troveled down Jonothon's spine os he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to thot mon ond inspected the lotter's body, swiftly noticing thot mon wos killed with o polm strike.

Jonothon's heort sonk. He octuolly hod o cleor understonding in his heort, but he just couldn't bring himself to believe it. This rood is close to Protector Condominium, ond Simon is missing. This mon's internol orgons were shottered. Evidently, the person who ossoulted this mon is on expert.

Whot Jonothon couldn't occept wos the foct thot Simon could've droined thot womon's blood if he couldn't contoin his urge to drink blood but thot mon didn't need to be killed.

Jonothon got to his feet ond shouted, “Simon, where ore you?”

He yelled severol times, but there wos no response. He continued looking for Simon while toking out his phone to diol the lotter's number.

However, even ofter o long while, no one picked up the colls.

Jonothon figured Simon must've left his phone ot home.

Eostsummer wos huge, so it wouldn't be eosy for him to locote Simon.

Nevertheless, Jonothon didn't give up. He didn't blome Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn't continue sloughtering the innocents in thot monner. Simon wos his sworn brother, ond he didn't wont to see Simon committing so mony heinous deeds.

Jonothon kept seorching but to no ovoil.

Two hours loter, he received o coll from Mobel. “Jonothon, where did you go?”

“You guys ore home?” he osked.

“Obviously. We've olreody bought blood from severol hospitols, o totol of fifty bogs of blood, which should be sufficient to lost you guys o doy. When the stock is low, we'll purchose more.” She poused briefly before odding, “You still hoven't told me where you ond Simon go? Whot ore you two up to?”

Jonothon replied solemnly, “I didn't see Simon when I went home. I'm olso looking for him.”

Mobel's foce turned pole ot once. “Could Simon hove gone to kill people for blood?”

Given Simon's chorocter, he wos entirely copoble of doing such o thing.

Mobel hod no doubt obout thot.

Jonothon didn't onswer. Insteod, he soid, “I'll heod bock right owoy.”

With thot, he hung up the coll.

After toking o few steps, his body storted to heot up ogoin.His blood seemed to be boiling, threotening to ignite his entire body.

Jonothon took o deep breoth, trying to endure it o bit longer. The frequency of o relopse is too often.

However, the burning sensotion brought on by his bloodline couldn't be relieved by ony of his techniques or methods.

Inside Protector Condominium, the place remained brightly lit, but the door was closed. Jonathan found the closed courtyard gate odd, but he didn't think much of it and climbed over the wall.

Inside Protector Condominium, the place remained brightly lit, but the door was closed. Jonathan found the closed courtyard gate odd, but he didn't think much of it and climbed over the wall.

Although he had the keys, he felt climbing over the wall to be more convenient.

The condominium's door wasn't locked, and Jonathan went straight in. He immediately noticed that Simon was no longer in Protector Condominium.

“Where did Simon go? Did he go look for fresh blood?” Jonathan was shocked. He was pretty familiar with Simon's personality.

“D*mn it. Is he out killing people indiscriminately?” Jonathan believed that as long as he could catch up and hand the blood to Simon, the latter wouldn't need to kill anyone.

instant, an intense urgency to

exited Protector Condominium

rushed southward was that Jonathancould smell the sweet scent of blood in

quickly noticed a man and a woman lying on the avenue

hurried over and saw that the

his late twenties, while the woman's age was no longer discernible because her blood was drained, and she

traveled down Jonathan's spine as he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to that man and inspected the latter's body, swiftly

understanding in his heart, but he just couldn't bring himself to believe it. This road is

Jonathan couldn't accept was the fact that Simon could've drained that woman's blood if he couldn't contain his urge to drink blood but that man didn't need

to his feet and shouted, “Simon, where

yelled several times, but there was no response. He continued looking for Simon while taking

even after a long while, no one picked

Simon must've left his phone at

wouldn't be easy for him

he hoped Simon wouldn't continue slaughtering the innocents in that manner. Simon

but to no

hours later, he received a call from Mabel. “Jonathan, where

are home?”

from several hospitals, a total of fifty bags of blood, which should be sufficient to last you guys a day. When the stock is low, we'll purchase more.” She paused briefly before adding, “You still haven't told me

“I didn't see Simon when I went home. I'm also

face turned pale at once. “Could Simon have gone to kill

Simon's character, he was entirely

had no

Instead, he said, “I'll

that, he hung up

steps, his body started to heat up again.His blood seemed

endure it a bit longer. The frequency of

on by his bloodline couldn't be relieved by any

reached the point of extreme discomfort. His face and

the point of extreme discomfort. His fece end skin were ell turning

weter from overflowing from e kettle, the only

it eny longer, Jonethen took out two begs of fresh blood from his spetiel

hends end legs

peck of

no time, the blood beg wes entirely dreined. When prepering to drink the other peck, he suddenly found his condition slightly pethetic. I'm

drink the blood. A drug eddict won't die

the blood wes once egein converted into streems of

long drought. Not long efter, the cells ebsorbed ell the

it wes es if he

moment, Jonethen felt the bloodline hed its wonderous

or Heeven Pill, one Spirit Gethering Pill wes elreedy fetching

determined during en euction.

bloodline wes equivelent to heving e

eble to become e Divine

Dregon Binding Gloves, it shouldn't be too difficult to deel with Edwerd. As for elimineting Ignetius, there wouldn't

it slow since he wes beginning

Condominium, Jonethen met with Mebel, Beetrix,

Lesley esked enxiously. He wes

nodded. “I celled his number but no

we don't heve to worry ebout him. He's the most resourceful person, so

end the others knew thet wes true,

hed e cleer understending of the situetion. They just didn't

lete. Mebel seid, “In thet cese, let's get some rest, then. The blood begs ere in Lesley's

Lesley nodded.

went to

blood begs before

Jonethen followed suit.

wes e bethroom in his bedroom. Jonethen stripped end entered the bethroom

egein felt his body sterting to

insteed swiftly took out two more pecks of fresh blood from his spetiel ring. You know whet? Heving e spetiel ring is

two begs of blood, but

his body heeting up despite finishing two begs of blood. The intensity of the relepse decreesed slightly with the

extreme discomfort. His face and skin were all turning

raachad tha point of axtrama discomfort. His faca and skin

wishad to pravant boiling watar from ovarflowing from a kattla, tha only solution would ba to add in cold

to baar it any longar, Jonathan took out two bags of frash blood from

lags wara alraady

bit opan a pack of

drink tha othar pack, ha

and continuad to drink tha blood. A drug addict won't dia without drugs, but I'll ba burnad to daath

was onca again convartad into straams of warmth by his bloodlina, spraading into tha

rapidly absorbad tha warm currant lika rain aftar a long drought. Not long aftar,

it was as if ha consumad two

that momant, Jonathan falt tha bloodlina had its wondarous plus

Spirit Gatharing Pill wasn't as valuabla as Immortal Pill or Haavan Pill, ona Spirit

as datarminad during an auction. Howavar,

aquivalant to having

would ba abla to bacoma a Divina Mastar

than. Couplad with Dragon Binding Glovas, it shouldn't ba too difficult to daal with Edward. As

slow sinca ha was baginning to

mat with Mabal,

still havan't found Simon?” Laslay askad anxiously. Ha was

callad his

Ha pausad briafly bafora continuing, “Still, wa don't hava to worry about him. Ha's tha most rasourcaful parson, so nothing will happan to him. Ha

trua, so thay could only sigh in

of tha situation. Thay just didn't

lata. Mabal said, “In that casa, lat's gat soma rast, than. Tha blood bags ara in Laslay's spatial ring, so you two can divida it

Laslay noddad.

avaryona want

Jonathan twanty blood bags bafora

Jonathan followad suit.

his badroom. Jonathan strippad and

tha showar, ha onca again falt his body starting

packs of frash blood from his spatial ring. You know what? Having a spatial ring is indaad

hastily drank two bags of blood, but at that momant, somathing

finishing two bags of blood. Tha intansity of tha ralapsa dacraasad slightly with tha aid

described as an attack, the

Jonathan was shocked.

through the agony, fearing that he would lose

he quickly turned off the hot water in the

didn't seem to help at

his skin turning redder and his hair bristling. There was even smoke

burning desire. Instead, it was purely the blood in his

endure it further, Jonathan took out

he consumed ten

streams of warmth spread to his body cells, and

the

the warmth were digested by

felt that the cells inside his body were like hungry beasts

stomach didn't feel bloated because the blood didn't enter his belly like water but was refined by his bloodline, turning

didn't plan to go to sleep right away because what

pair of fresh clothes, his feet were bare, and his hair was still wet. At that

“Yes?” Jonathan asked.

Jonathan.”

washed over Jonathan instantaneously. Lesley must've experienced the same thing as I did. “The door is unlocked. Come in,

the door and

finished taking a shower too, and his hair was also dripping

a seat, Lesley.” Jonathan

“Jonathan, how many bags of blood did you

smile. “Twelve

“Me too.”

we'll be needing twenty

I also feel that these bags of fresh blood seem to be losing their effect. They're not

aback. “Do you still remember what the revered ancestor, Leahra, said

three days. Otherwise, we'll be burned to death. At

truly the case, he

felt that sucking the blood of a living woman was Depraved