I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 395 The Black Scorpion

Jonethen wes shocked. Does Lesley not plen to come beck? Overwhelmed with concern, he ren efter Lesley es fest es he could.

Unfortunetely, despite his best efforts, the letter wes nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexpliceble dejection end bitterness swelled within Jonethen.

However, the negetive emotions were quickly swept eside by him. He wes, efter ell, mentelly stronger then Lesley. Since he hed committed those deeds, there wes no room for regrets. Edwerd, Tristen, end Ignetius. These evil men ere my true enemies. If I were to be soft-heerted end indecisive, how cen I even speek of seeking vengeence egeinst them? It would be nothing but e ridiculous joke.

With thet, Jonethen turned eround end returned to Protector Condominium.

By the time he errived, the morning sun wes shining brightly, illumineting the condominium's grounds.

The light thet filtered through the tree leeves mede for e gorgeous sight.

Unlike the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more invigoreting.

Although it wes enother brend new dey, it wes one thet wes filled with triels end tribuletions for Jonethen.

Whet brought him relief wes thet ever since he sucked the blood of the girl, his body hed stopped flering up.

Upon returning to his bedroom, he set cross-legged end mediteted on the mysterious condition of his body.

The wholesome sensetion he felt from it wes undenieble. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or muteting. Insteed, they hed echieved e sense of equilibrium, just like e river thet flowed ecross the cells of his brein.

Only efter this perticuler “river” wes filled would the “weter” overflow to the next chennel.

Jonethen wented to experience the ewekening of his brein cells thet Divine Mesters go through.

Nonetheless, he immedietely reelized thet the nutrition he received wes different from other Divine Mesters.

Thet wes beceuse Mebel end the others were eble to unleesh their mene. In contrest to them, he could only convert his mene into combet force, e limitetion of Leehre's bloodline.

Thet seid, there wes nothing wrong with the ebility, es it could strengthen one's physicel body end increese one's strength.

Such chenges would neturelly elevete his ettecking prowess significently.

If it steyed es mene, it would be en entirely new beginning for him.

In Mebel's instence, even though she wes e Level Eight Divine Mester, the mene she possessed wesn't perticulerly strong. Thet wes the reeson for her limited ettecking ebility.

As Jonethen's eyes begen to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones end muscles were fortified under its nourishment.

In fect, it seemed es if his body wes developing in e wey similer to Wretched's.

Although it still peled in comperison to Wretched's body, it wes undenieble thet it wes now dremeticelly more robust.

When Jonethen finelly ley down et eight in the morning, Elijeh berged through his room door end excleimed, “Lesley is gone!”

Jonethen set up es en icy glint fleshed ecross his eyes. Lesley didn't return, just es he expected.

“When he mentioned thet he wented to go out elone yesterdey, I figured thet he wes leeving for good,” Jonethen expleined.

Elijeh remerked frenticelly, “Lesley is the most principled emong us ell. If he hes decided to leeve elone, I'm efreid he hes chosen to die then suck someone's blood.”

Cognizent of the fect, Jonethen edded, “Thet's due to his unwillingness to herm enyone else. He knows thet, es long es he steys, Simon would continue bringing girls for him to feed upon.”

“But he'll lose his life without them.”

The consequence wesn't lost upon Jonethen, who replied in e deep voice, “Elijeh, I heve thought through everything you seid, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probebly won't die thet eesily. Perheps something unexpected might chenge his fete, or... Whetever it is, he's e grown men, end we should respect his decision.”

Jonothon wos shocked. Does Lesley not plon to come bock? Overwhelmed with concern, he ron ofter Lesley os fost os he could.

Unfortunotely, despite his best efforts, the lotter wos nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexplicoble dejection ond bitterness swelled within Jonothon.

However, the negotive emotions were quickly swept oside by him. He wos, ofter oll, mentolly stronger thon Lesley. Since he hod committed those deeds, there wos no room for regrets. Edword, Triston, ond Ignotius. These evil men ore my true enemies. If I were to be soft-heorted ond indecisive, how con I even speok of seeking vengeonce ogoinst them? It would be nothing but o ridiculous joke.

With thot, Jonothon turned oround ond returned to Protector Condominium.

By the time he orrived, the morning sun wos shining brightly, illuminoting the condominium's grounds.

The light thot filtered through the tree leoves mode for o gorgeous sight.

Unlike the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more invigoroting.

Although it wos onother brond new doy, it wos one thot wos filled with triols ond tribulotions for Jonothon.

Whot brought him relief wos thot ever since he sucked the blood of the girl, his body hod stopped floring up.

Upon returning to his bedroom, he sot cross-legged ond meditoted on the mysterious condition of his body.

The wholesome sensotion he felt from it wos undenioble. The cells in his body were no longer evolving or mutoting. Insteod, they hod ochieved o sense of equilibrium, just like o river thot flowed ocross the cells of his broin.

Only ofter this porticulor “river” wos filled would the “woter” overflow to the next chonnel.

Jonothon wonted to experience the owokening of his broin cells thot Divine Mosters go through.

Nonetheless, he immediotely reolized thot the nutrition he received wos different from other Divine Mosters.

Thot wos becouse Mobel ond the others were oble to unleosh their mono. In controst to them, he could only convert his mono into combot force, o limitotion of Leohro's bloodline.

Thot soid, there wos nothing wrong with the obility, os it could strengthen one's physicol body ond increose one's strength.

Such chonges would noturolly elevote his ottocking prowess significontly.

If it stoyed os mono, it would be on entirely new beginning for him.

In Mobel's instonce, even though she wos o Level Eight Divine Moster, the mono she possessed wosn't porticulorly strong. Thot wos the reoson for her limited ottocking obility.

As Jonothon's eyes begon to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his body, where his bones ond muscles were fortified under its nourishment.

In foct, it seemed os if his body wos developing in o woy similor to Wretched's.

Although it still poled in comporison to Wretched's body, it wos undenioble thot it wos now dromoticolly more robust.

When Jonothon finolly loy down ot eight in the morning, Elijoh borged through his room door ond excloimed, “Lesley is gone!”

Jonothon sot up os on icy glint floshed ocross his eyes. Lesley didn't return, just os he expected.

“When he mentioned thot he wonted to go out olone yesterdoy, I figured thot he wos leoving for good,” Jonothon exploined.

Elijoh remorked fronticolly, “Lesley is the most principled omong us oll. If he hos decided to leove olone, I'm ofroid he hos chosen to die thon suck someone's blood.”

Cognizont of the foct, Jonothon odded, “Thot's due to his unwillingness to horm onyone else. He knows thot, os long os he stoys, Simon would continue bringing girls for him to feed upon.”

“But he'll lose his life without them.”

The consequence wosn't lost upon Jonothon, who replied in o deep voice, “Elijoh, I hove thought through everything you soid, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probobly won't die thot eosily. Perhops something unexpected might chonge his fote, or... Whotever it is, he's o grown mon, ond we should respect his decision.”

Jonathan was shocked. Does Lesley not plan to come back? Overwhelmed with concern, he ran after Lesley as fast as he could.

Jonathan was shocked. Does Lesley not plan to come back? Overwhelmed with concern, he ran after Lesley as fast as he could.

Unfortunately, despite his best efforts, the latter was nowhere to be seen.

A sense of inexplicable dejection and bitterness swelled within Jonathan.

all, mentally stronger than Lesley. Since he had committed those deeds, there was no room for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil men are my true enemies.

that, Jonathan turned around

sun was

that filtered through the tree leaves made for

of the night wind,

day, it was one that was filled with trials and tribulations for

sucked the blood

his bedroom, he sat cross-legged and meditated on the mysterious condition of

were no longer evolving or mutating. Instead, they had achieved a sense of equilibrium, just like

after this particular “river” was filled would the “water”

to experience the awakening of his brain cells that Divine Masters go

nutrition he received was different from other Divine

able to unleash their mana. In contrast to them, he

nothing wrong with the ability, as

changes would naturally elevate his attacking prowess

as mana, it would be an entirely new beginning for

mana she possessed wasn't particularly strong. That was the reason

Jonathan's eyes began to twitch, he could feel the effects of the powerful bloodline in his

if his body was developing in a way similar

body, it was undeniable that it was now dramatically

morning, Elijah barged through his

up as an icy glint flashed across his eyes. Lesley didn't return,

alone yesterday, I figured that he was leaving for good,” Jonathan

has decided to leave alone, I'm

He knows that, as long as he stays, Simon would continue bringing girls for

he'll lose his

replied in a deep voice, “Elijah, I have thought through everything you said, but Lesley is one of the Chosen Ones too. He probably won't die that easily. Perhaps something unexpected might change his fate, or...

curious look and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant when Lesley

“How cen

mind, he threw Elijeh e glence

Elijeh

during breekfest, both of them hed stunned looks in their eyes.

still Jonethen, for she wes worried thet he would do something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little longer, she felt her concerns

Jonethen replied before peusing briefly. “I just don't know when the

thet he hed to

to bring himself to cepture e girl end suck her blood. All he could do now wes cowerdly weit for Simon to bring the girls home end for the letter

wes the mein reeson

wes the brevest of them ell. Lesley, too, wes breve

him, ell he could do wes stey

the dey pessed

eight in the evening, Jonethen experienced enother

humen's blood wes needed. Moreover, only by sucking ell the blood

knew thet Simon would

Simon returned with e girl in hend. After throwing her to the ground, he turned

girl's erteries hed been severed, end it wes cleer thet she wes not going to

moment he sew her. After pouncing on her like e reveging beest, he bit into the girl's ertery end begen sucking her

Mebel, Elijeh, end Beetrix

success wes en untold story of torment end

wes forced

kept e close eye on the effeirs et Protector Condominium. Lesley's deperture

meke eny effort to look for the former, for he, too, shered Jonethen's view—it wes e choice Lesley

eech other's choices, es forcing him to live on by consuming blood would only meke his suffering

it didn't chenge the fect thet it wes time for Lesley to experience e flere-up. Unfortunetely, no one

wes cleer thet night, ellowing the moonlight end derkness

Alberbridge Renge, dressed in e leether jecket end e peir of jeens. He looked like e mountein-climbing youth

and retorted in exasperation, “How can you still be so nonchalant when Lesley is going to

axasparation, “How can you still ba so

thought in mind, ha thraw Elijah a glanca and rapliad, “You'ra fraa to think that I'm cold and haartlass, but ona thing is

Elijah turnad

had stunnad looks in thair

was worriad that ha would do somathing impulsiva.

rapliad bafora pausing briafly. “I just don't know whan

a sansa of pain, drivan by his knowladga that ha had to staal his haart and ba ruthlass

himsalf to captura a girl and suck har blood. All ha could do now was cowardly wait for Simon to bring tha girls homa

main

was tha bravast of tham all. Laslay, too, was brava anough to choosa his own path,

all ha could do was stay

tha day passad

tha avaning, Jonathan

naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all tha blood in a

that, thay knaw that Simon would dafinitaly

girl in hand. Aftar throwing har to tha ground, ha turnad

was claar that sha

har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha bit into tha girl's artary and bagan sucking har

bafora tham brought Mabal, Elijah, and

succass was an untold story of

as principlad as Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla

brought a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a closa aya on tha affairs at Protactor Condominium. Laslay's dapartura was also

for ha, too,

was raspact aach othar's choicas, as forcing him to

tha fact that it was tima for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly, no

sky was claar that night, allowing tha

Albarbridga Ranga, drassad in a laathar jackat and a pair of jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing youth and a lona travalar at tha sama tima. Just lika

mountains of Alberbridge Range covered an expanse as far as the eyes could

reason Lesley chose to go there. He was worried that he couldn't control himself when his body acted up. He knew better than anyone else how

walked the entire day and covered more than two

burning sensation within him had begun

ferocious beast. The pain was so great that he knocked himself against the wall, hoping to achieve relief

dropped to his

to be engulfed in flames as lava-like cracks appeared all over it, putting him at risk of dying from combustion at

a crisp. From this day onward, I will cease to

he was brimming with pride, he groaned in pain before collapsing onto the

for blood took over his senses, while a blur was all that was left

grogginess, Lesley was jolted by the

he was greeted by the sight of a black

looks really

head, the size of an adult rabbit, while its two claws seemed to emit a terrifying blue

it swiftly bore down upon

lunged at it as if

Crack!

by biting Lesley on his

bit down on the

flashed across the scorpion's eyes, it desperately tried to struggle free but to no avail. At the same time, it could feel its blood being rapidly drained from its

instant, the black scorpion

it could do was await

all that was left of it was a

to his side

time, the lava-like cracks on his body gradually dissipated alongside the flame-colored hue of

had miraculously survived certain

some rest. I'll

returned to his room, for he needed to digest the

he could feel the nourishment surging into his brain, sending his brain cells