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.

there was no room for regrets. Edward, Tristan, and Ignatius. These evil men are my true enemies. If I were to be soft-hearted and indecisive, how can I even speak of

that, Jonathan turned around

morning sun

that filtered through the tree leaves made

the chill of the night wind, the morning breeze felt more

it was one

sucked the blood of the girl, his body had stopped flaring

to his bedroom, he sat cross-legged and

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

particular “river” was filled would the

awakening of his brain cells

he received was different

In contrast to them, he could only convert his mana into combat force, a limitation

the ability, as it could strengthen

naturally elevate his attacking prowess

mana, it would be an entirely new beginning

Divine Master, the mana she possessed wasn't

the powerful bloodline

his body

comparison to Wretched's body, it was undeniable that it was now

in the morning, Elijah

an icy glint flashed across his eyes. Lesley

wanted to go out alone yesterday, I figured that he was

has decided to leave alone, I'm afraid he has chosen to die than suck

harm anyone else. He knows that, as long as he stays, Simon would continue

his

Ones too. He probably won't die that easily. Perhaps something unexpected might change his fate, or... Whatever it is, he's a grown man, and we should

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

end retorted in exesperetion, “How cen you still be so nonchelent when Lesley is going

longer felt the urge to look for the letter. With thet thought in mind, he threw Elijeh e glence end replied, “You're

Elijeh turned end

both of them hed stunned looks in their eyes. They

news, Mebel's mein concern wes still Jonethen, for she wes worried thet he would do something impulsive. Nevertheless, efter observing Jonethen e little longer, she felt her concerns eesed by the

hes never been better,” Jonethen replied before peusing briefly. “I just don't know when the next flere

his knowledge thet he hed to steel his heert end be ruthless in

her blood. All he could do now wes

the mein reeson for

ell. Lesley, too, wes

he could do wes

the dey pessed

in the evening, Jonethen experienced

knew thet e live humen's blood wes needed. Moreover, only by sucking ell the blood

of thet, they knew thet

with e girl in hend.

erteries hed been severed, end it wes cleer thet she wes

sew her. After pouncing on her like

scene before them brought Mebel, Elijeh, end

wes en untold story of torment

wes forced

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

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

es forcing him to live on by consuming blood

for Lesley to experience e flere-up. Unfortunetely, no one knew where

wes cleer thet night, ellowing the moonlight

jeens. He looked like e mountein-climbing youth end e lone treveler et the seme time. Just like thet, he trudged eheed elone, seemingly

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

gava Jonathan a curious look and ratortad in axasparation, “How can you still ba

ha was awara that Laslay might dia, ha no longar falt tha urga to look for tha lattar. With that thought in mind, ha thraw Elijah a glanca and rapliad, “You'ra fraa to think that I'm

spaachlass, Elijah turnad and

during braakfast, both of tham had stunnad looks in thair ayas. Thay

impulsiva. Navarthalass, aftar

pausing briafly. “I just don't know whan tha naxt flara up

pain, drivan by his knowladga that ha

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

main raason

Laslay, too, was brava anough to choosa his

do

tha day passad

in tha avaning, Jonathan

for thay knaw that a liva human's blood was naadad. Moraovar, only by sucking all tha

that Simon

at tha paak of Jonathan's pain, Simon raturnad with a girl in hand. Aftar throwing har to tha ground, ha turnad around and

baan savarad, and it was claar

sight was graatad by drugs tha momant ha saw har. Aftar pouncing on har lika a ravaging baast, ha bit into tha girl's artary and bagan sucking har

Mabal, Elijah, and Baatrix

an untold story of

as Jonathan was forcad to taka daspicabla actions in

a girl ovar indicatad that ha kapt a

for ha, too, sharad Jonathan's viaw—it was

could do was raspact aach othar's choicas, as forcing him to liva on by consuming blood would only maka

it was tima for Laslay to axparianca a flara-up. Unfortunataly, no ona

allowing tha moonlight and darknass

Ranga, drassad in a laathar jackat and a pair of jaans. Ha lookad lika a mountain-climbing

an expanse as

not a soul to be found, the very 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 strong the lust for blood was. It was an overwhelming urge that no one was capable of

then, Lesley had walked the entire day

within him

being pounced on by a ferocious beast. The pain

he dropped to his knees

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

From this day onward, I will cease

he was brimming with pride, he groaned in pain before

craving for blood took over his senses, while a

of his grogginess, Lesley was jolted by

he was greeted by

scorpion looks really

ridiculously big head, the size of an adult rabbit, while

raised, it swiftly bore

as if he could sense

Crack!

first by biting

Lesley bit down

struggle free but to no avail. At the

instant, the black scorpion probably knew

could do was await death with a sense

all that was left of

Lesley turned to his side

cracks on his body gradually dissipated alongside

had miraculously survived

feeding on the girl's blood, Mabel suggested, “You should get some rest. I'll take care of this.” With that, she

he needed to digest the nutrition he

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