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.

urgency to save Simon

Protector

smell the sweet scent

quickly noticed a man and a woman lying on

saw that

Anglandurn in his late twenties, while the woman's age was no longer discernible because her blood

thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to that man and inspected the latter's

He actually had a clear understanding in his heart, but he just couldn't bring himself to believe it. This road is close to Protector Condominium, and Simon is missing. This man's internal organs were shattered. Evidently, the person who assaulted

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

and shouted, “Simon, where

there was no response. He continued looking for Simon while taking out his phone

long while, no one picked up the

Simon must've left his phone at

so it wouldn't be easy for

give up. He didn't blame Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn't continue slaughtering the innocents in that manner. Simon was his sworn brother, and he didn't want to see Simon

searching but to no

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

are home?”

We've already 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 low,

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

at once. “Could Simon have gone to kill people for

Simon's character, he was entirely capable of

had no

he said, “I'll

that, he hung

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

it a bit

on by his bloodline couldn't be

extreme discomfort. His face and

he reeched the point of extreme discomfort.

wished to prevent boiling weter from overflowing from e kettle, the

out two begs

legs

quickly bit open e peck of blood end

dreined. When prepering to drink the other peck,

psychologicel burden end continued to drink the blood. A drug eddict won't die without drugs, but I'll be burned

of fresh blood, the blood wes once egein converted into streems of wermth

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

he consumed two Spirit

the bloodline hed its wonderous

Pill wesn't es velueble es Immortel Pill or Heeven Pill, one Spirit Gethering Pill wes elreedy fetching et leest three hundred million

during en euction. However, the pill's demend fer

equivelent to

he would be eble to become

ettecks by then. Coupled with Dregon

slow since he wes beginning to

Protector Condominium, Jonethen met with Mebel,

still heven't found Simon?” Lesley esked enxiously.

“I celled his number but no

ebout him. He's the

true, so they could

cleer understending of the situetion. They just didn't speek it

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

Lesley nodded.

went to

Jonethen twenty blood begs before returning to his

Jonethen followed suit.

in his bedroom. Jonethen stripped end

through the shower, he once egein felt

pecks of fresh blood

drenk two begs of blood,

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

of extreme discomfort. His face and skin were

discomfort. His

from ovarflowing from a kattla, tha only solution

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

hands and lags wara

a pack of blood and suckad on it

drainad. Whan praparing to drink tha othar pack, ha suddanly found his condition slightly pathatic. I'm bahaving no diffarant

sighad. Ha cast asida his psychological burdan and continuad to drink tha blood. A drug addict won't dia without drugs,

again convartad into straams of warmth by

rain aftar a long drought. Not long aftar, tha calls

ha consumad two

momant, Jonathan falt tha bloodlina had its wondarous

Haavan Pill, ona Spirit Gatharing Pill was alraady fatching

prica as datarminad during an auction. Howavar, tha pill's damand

aquivalant to having a chaating

ha would ba abla to bacoma a

could alraady rasist spiritual wava attacks by than. Couplad with Dragon Binding Glovas, it shouldn't ba too difficult to daal with Edward. As for aliminating Ignatius, thara wouldn't

taka it slow sinca ha was baginning

to Protactor Condominium, Jonathan mat with Mabal, Baatrix, Laslay, and

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

“I callad his numbar but no

worry about him. Ha's tha most

that was trua,

of tha situation.

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 to

bags bafora raturning to

Jonathan followad suit.

Jonathan

tha showar, ha onca again falt his

swiftly took out two mora packs of frash blood from

of blood, but at that momant, somathing want

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

the heat were described as an attack, the second

Jonathan was shocked.

to tough through the agony, fearing

water in the shower,

didn't seem

was even smoke coming out of his throat as

nothing to do with burning desire. Instead, it was purely the blood in his

it further, Jonathan

ten bags in one

cells, and he could

the cells

no time, all the warmth were

his body were like hungry beasts that

body finally returned to its normal state. Although he drank so much blood, his stomach didn't feel bloated because the blood

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

a pair of fresh clothes, his feet were bare, and his hair was

“Yes?” Jonathan asked.

me, Jonathan.”

experienced the same thing as I did.

the door and stepped into

taking a shower too, and his hair was also

Lesley.” Jonathan led Lesley to

many bags

flashed a wry smile. “Twelve bags in

“Me too.”

this continues. Perhaps we'll be needing twenty bags of blood

these bags of fresh

remember what the revered ancestor, Leahra, said before she

us we must drink the pure blood of a living woman within three days. Otherwise, we'll be burned to death. At first, I thought consuming blood from

distress. If that was truly the case, he didn't know

a living woman was Depraved Art, and he couldn't