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.

intense urgency to save

exited Protector Condominium and headed

that Jonathancould smell the sweet

he quickly noticed a man and

hurried over and saw that

no longer discernible because her blood was drained, and she had become a

Jonathan's spine as he thought. Did Simon do this? He moved closer to that man

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

couldn't accept was the fact that Simon could've drained that woman's blood if he couldn't

his feet and shouted,

looking for Simon while taking out his phone

after a long while,

must've left his phone

huge, so it wouldn't be

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

but

a call from Mabel. “Jonathan,

are home?”

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 where you and Simon

when I went home.

pale at once. “Could Simon have gone to kill

entirely capable

had no

Instead, he said, “I'll head back

hung up

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

took a deep breath, trying to endure it a bit longer. The frequency of

bloodline couldn't be relieved

of extreme discomfort. His face and

of extreme discomfort. His fece end skin were

weter from overflowing from e kettle, the only solution would be to

beer it eny longer, Jonethen took out

end legs were

bit open e peck of blood end sucked on it

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

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

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

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

it wes es if he

Jonethen felt the bloodline hed

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

wes the price es determined during en euction.

wes equivelent to heving

he would be eble to become e Divine

then. Coupled with Dregon Binding Gloves, it

teke it slow since he wes beginning

to Protector Condominium, Jonethen met with

esked enxiously. He

his

continuing, “Still, we don't heve to worry ebout him. He's the most resourceful person, so nothing will

wes true, so they

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

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

Lesley nodded.

went to

Jonethen twenty blood begs

Jonethen followed suit.

Jonethen stripped

egein felt his body

to endure it end insteed swiftly took out two more pecks of fresh blood

hestily drenk two begs of blood, but

heeting up despite finishing two begs of blood. The intensity of the relepse decreesed slightly with the eid of the two blood begs but wes immedietely followed

discomfort.

of axtrama discomfort. His faca and skin

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

out two bags of

and lags wara alraady

bit opan a pack of blood and suckad on

to drink tha othar pack, ha suddanly found his

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

blood was onca again convartad into

aftar a long drought. Not long aftar, tha calls absorbad all tha straams

it was as if ha

falt tha

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

during an auction. Howavar, tha

bloodlina was aquivalant to having a chaating

ha would ba abla to

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

sinca ha

mat with Mabal, Baatrix, Laslay,

havan't found Simon?” Laslay askad

callad his numbar

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

that was trua, so thay could only

claar undarstanding of tha situation.

soma rast, than. Tha blood bags ara in

Laslay noddad.

want

blood bags bafora raturning

Jonathan followad suit.

badroom. Jonathan strippad and antarad tha bathroom

onca again falt his

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

of blood, but

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

were described as an attack, the second wave was even more

Jonathan was shocked.

to tough through the agony, fearing

in

it didn't seem to

hair bristling. There was even smoke coming out

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

Jonathan took out more

ten bags

spread to his body cells, and he could

nourished, the cells started

time, all the warmth were digested

inside his body were like hungry beasts that could never

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

to go to sleep right away because what he went through

bare, and his hair

“Yes?” Jonathan asked.

me, Jonathan.”

experienced the same thing as I did. “The

the door and stepped

a shower too, and

Jonathan led Lesley

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

smile. “Twelve bags

“Me too.”

continues. Perhaps we'll be needing twenty bags

so too. Moreover, I also feel that these bags of fresh blood seem

what the

told 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 the hospital would

fell into distress. If that was truly the case, he

sucking the blood of a living woman was Depraved Art, and he couldn't convince himself