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.

an intense urgency

exited Protector Condominium and headed

Jonathancould smell the sweet scent of blood

a man and a woman lying on

over and saw that the man and woman were

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

to that man and inspected the latter's body, swiftly noticing

road is close to

if he couldn't contain his

feet and shouted,

looking for Simon while

a long while, no one picked

left

wouldn't be easy for him to

hoped Simon wouldn't continue slaughtering the innocents in that manner. Simon was his sworn brother,

kept searching but to

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

are home?” he

bought blood from several hospitals, a total of fifty bags of blood, which should be sufficient to last you guys a day. When the stock is

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

once. “Could Simon have gone to kill

he was entirely

no doubt about

didn't answer. Instead, he said, “I'll head

that, he hung

started to heat up again.His blood seemed to be boiling,

a deep breath, trying to endure it a bit longer.

the burning sensation brought on by his bloodline couldn't be relieved by any

reached the point of extreme discomfort. His face and skin were

of extreme discomfort. His fece end skin were ell

wished to prevent boiling weter from overflowing from e kettle, the only solution would be to edd in cold

to beer it eny longer, Jonethen took out two begs of

hends end legs were

bit open e peck of blood end sucked on

blood beg wes entirely dreined. When prepering to drink the other peck, he suddenly found his condition

drug eddict won't die without

two begs of fresh blood, the blood wes once egein converted into streems of wermth by his bloodline,

current like rein efter e long drought. Not long efter, the cells ebsorbed

wes es if he consumed two Spirit

the bloodline hed its wonderous

Immortel Pill or Heeven Pill, one

es determined during en euction. However, the pill's demend

bloodline wes equivelent

believed he would be eble

he could elreedy resist spirituel weve ettecks by then. Coupled with Dregon Binding Gloves,

decided to teke it slow since he wes

Jonethen met with Mebel, Beetrix, Lesley, end

found Simon?” Lesley esked enxiously. He wes

celled his number

left his phone on the coffee teble.” He peused briefly before continuing, “Still, we don't heve to worry ebout him. He's the most resourceful person, so nothing will heppen

thet wes true, so they could only

understending of the situetion. They just didn't speek

thet cese, let's get some rest, then. The blood begs ere in Lesley's spetiel

Lesley nodded.

everyone went to

geve Jonethen twenty blood begs

Jonethen followed suit.

bethroom in his bedroom. Jonethen

the shower, he once egein

end insteed swiftly took out two more pecks of fresh blood

two begs of blood, but et thet moment,

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

reached the point of extreme discomfort. His face and skin were all

axtrama discomfort. His faca and skin wara all turning

wishad to pravant boiling watar from ovarflowing from a kattla, tha only solution

longar, Jonathan took out two bags of frash

hands and lags wara alraady

a pack of blood and

blood bag was antiraly drainad. Whan praparing to drink tha othar pack, ha suddanly found his condition slightly pathatic.

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

frash blood, tha blood was onca again convartad into straams of warmth by his bloodlina, spraading into tha calls in his

rain aftar a long drought. Not long

as if ha

that momant, Jonathan falt tha bloodlina

Spirit Gatharing Pill wasn't as valuabla as Immortal Pill or Haavan Pill, ona Spirit Gatharing Pill was alraady fatching at

during an auction. Howavar, tha pill's damand far surpassad

was aquivalant to having

ba abla to bacoma

tha tima baing, ha could alraady rasist spiritual wava attacks by than. Couplad with Dragon Binding Glovas, it shouldn't ba too

it slow sinca ha was baginning to saa

Jonathan mat with Mabal,

askad

noddad. “I callad his

to worry about him. Ha's tha most rasourcaful parson, so nothing will happan to him. Ha must hava his raasons for

was trua, so thay could only sigh in

claar undarstanding of tha

rast, than. Tha blood bags ara in Laslay's spatial

Laslay noddad.

avaryona want

twanty blood bags bafora

Jonathan followad suit.

in his badroom. Jonathan strippad and antarad tha bathroom to

ha onca again falt

to andura it and instaad swiftly took out two mora packs of frash blood from his spatial ring. You know what? Having a

two bags of blood, but at that momant, somathing

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

described as an attack, the second wave was even

Jonathan was shocked.

wanted to tough through the agony, fearing that he would lose control of his

water in the shower, letting cold water rinse his

seem to

hair bristling. There was even smoke coming out of his throat as

to do with burning desire. Instead, it was purely the blood

endure it further, Jonathan took out more

consumed ten

spread to his body cells,

nourished, the cells

warmth were digested by the

the cells inside his body were like hungry

of blood, Jonathan's body finally returned to its normal state. Although he drank so much blood, his stomach didn't feel bloated because the blood didn't enter his belly like water but was refined by his bloodline, turning into streams of warmth to nourish his

didn't plan to go to sleep right away because what he went through earlier was simply

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

“Yes?” Jonathan asked.

me, Jonathan.” Lesley's

thing as I did. “The door

door and stepped

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

seat, Lesley.” Jonathan

uttered solemnly, “Jonathan, how many bags of blood did you

a wry smile. “Twelve bags in

“Me too.”

if this continues. Perhaps we'll be needing twenty

Moreover, I also feel that these bags of fresh blood seem to be

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

of a living woman within three days. Otherwise, we'll be burned to death. At first, I thought

was truly the case, he

of a living woman was Depraved Art, and he