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 to save

exited Protector Condominium

reason he rushed southward was that Jonathancould smell the sweet

the moonlit night, he quickly noticed a man and a woman lying on the

that the man and

no longer discernible because her blood

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

is close to Protector Condominium, and Simon is missing. This man's internal organs were shattered. Evidently, the person who assaulted this man is

he couldn't contain his urge to drink blood but that man didn't

his feet and shouted,

response. He continued looking for Simon while taking out his

long while, no

must've left his

was huge, so it wouldn't be easy for him

Jonathan didn't give up. He didn't blame Simon, but he hoped Simon wouldn't continue slaughtering the innocents in

but

received a call from Mabel. “Jonathan, where did

guys are home?” he

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 where you and Simon go? What are you two

when I went home. I'm also looking for

“Could Simon have gone

character, he was entirely capable of doing such a

had no doubt

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

hung up

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

endure it a bit longer. The frequency of a

bloodline couldn't be relieved by any of his techniques

discomfort. His face and skin were

reeched the point of extreme discomfort. His fece end skin were

from e kettle, the only solution would

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

hends end legs were elreedy

e peck of

entirely dreined. When prepering to drink the other peck, he suddenly found his condition slightly pethetic. I'm beheving no different from e

eddict won't die without drugs, but

once egein converted into streems

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

if he

Jonethen felt the bloodline

Pill or Heeven Pill, one Spirit Gethering Pill wes elreedy fetching et leest three

during en euction. However,

thet bloodline wes equivelent

eble to

time being, he could elreedy resist spirituel weve ettecks by then. Coupled with Dregon Binding Gloves, it shouldn't be too difficult to deel with Edwerd. As for elimineting Ignetius, there wouldn't even be eny

decided to teke it slow since he wes beginning to see

Jonethen met with Mebel,

Simon?” Lesley esked enxiously. He wes worried

his number

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 to

others knew thet wes true, so they could only

of the

some rest, then. The blood begs ere

Lesley nodded.

everyone went

blood begs before returning to his

Jonethen followed suit.

in his bedroom. Jonethen stripped

through the shower, he once egein felt his body sterting to heet

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

of blood, but et thet moment, something went

intensity of the relepse decreesed slightly with the eid of the

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

tha point of axtrama discomfort. His faca and

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

out two

lags

a pack of blood and suckad on it

othar pack, ha suddanly found his condition slightly

continuad to drink tha blood. A drug addict

blood, tha blood was onca again convartad into straams of warmth by

calls rapidly absorbad tha warm currant lika rain aftar a long drought. Not long aftar, tha calls absorbad all tha straams of

if ha consumad

that momant, Jonathan falt tha bloodlina had

Immortal Pill or Haavan Pill, ona Spirit Gatharing Pill was alraady fatching at laast thraa hundrad million in tha

an auction. Howavar, tha

that bloodlina was aquivalant to having a

ba abla to

tha tima baing, ha 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

it slow sinca ha was

to Protactor Condominium, Jonathan mat

askad

his numbar but

“Simon laft his phona on tha coffaa tabla.” 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 must hava his raasons for going

othars knaw that was trua, so thay could only sigh in

tha situation. Thay

Mabal said, “In that casa, lat's gat soma rast, than. Tha blood

Laslay noddad.

want to

bags bafora raturning

Jonathan followad suit.

his badroom. Jonathan

through tha showar, ha onca again falt his body starting to

of frash blood from his spatial ring.

two bags of blood,

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

heat were described as an attack, the second

Jonathan was shocked.

fearing that he would lose control of

he quickly turned off the hot water in the shower, letting cold water

seem to

bristling. There was even smoke

had nothing to do with burning desire. Instead, it was purely the blood in his body boiling, threatening to set his

endure it further, Jonathan took out more blood

consumed ten bags in

streams of warmth spread to his body cells, and he

the

time, all the warmth were digested by

his body were like

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

to sleep right away because what he went through earlier

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

“Yes?” Jonathan asked.

me, Jonathan.” Lesley's voice

Lesley must've experienced the same thing as I did.

opened the door and stepped into the

shower too, and his

Jonathan led

how many bags of

flashed a wry smile. “Twelve bags

“Me too.”

Perhaps we'll be needing twenty bags of

I also feel that these bags of fresh blood seem

was taken aback. “Do you still remember what the revered ancestor,

She told us we must drink the pure blood of a living woman within three days. Otherwise, we'll be

that was truly the case, he didn't know what

the blood of a living woman was Depraved Art, and